One Direction Fanfic Novels & Stories

The room fell silent. Three gifts, with three futures. The necklace gleamed with the promise of blood and belonging. The journal rested with the promise of freedom and selfhood. The letter waited with the promise of power and ambition. Henry stared at them until his vision blurred. “I don’t know what to do,” he whispered. “Each one pulls me in a different direction. If I follow Elias, I find family—but maybe chains too. If I follow Adrian…” His chest tightened. “I find safety. Home. But maybe I never escape the whispers. And if I follow Damien…” He swallowed. “I don’t even know what I’ll find. But it feels… unstoppable.”

He glanced at me, as if worried I would feel offended. However, he failed to fool me with that poor acting—I caught a fleeting hint of excitement in his eyes. Jack wrapped his arms around me, his expression full of what appeared to be tenderness. "Shannon is the only woman for me!" Jean glared at him and barked, "Let her speak!" Jack immediately fell silent. All three of them turned to me, waiting for my response. I was eager to nod in agreement, but I made a show of hesitating. Eventually, after a lot of persuasion and coaxing from Jack's parents, I "reluctantly" agreed to the surrogate plan.

she threw in. "No, I think it's more than that. I think they are doing something more," Janey said. She was pretty convinced. Mia, on the other hand, wasn't really having it. She laughed mockingly. "Your sister, doing something with the Lycan Prince. I know you said they hooked up once, but that was because of the night and probably drink influence. With the way he treats her anytime she crosses his sight, I don't think he would stoop that low," Mia explained from her own point of view.

Meanwhile, Lionel Andrus, the man with an incubus bloodline, was waiting quietly to the side, holding our paperwork. Suddenly, it hit me all at once. I had come back to this very day—the day Lionel and I were supposed to get our marriage certificate. When Tracy saw me staring straight at Lionel, she got so flustered that she started stomping her feet. She grabbed my arm and basically shoved me toward Jamie. "Incubi are born flirts! How do you know you're his only woman? Once he's bored, he'll toss you aside. He doesn't even know what love is! Don't ruin your whole life being his plaything."

"OK" I swallowed and drew a slow inhale, summoning my courage. "So… This friend had a shitty ex who cheated on her. She went to the Bahamas for the weekend to heal after the breakup, and she accidentally ended up having sex with an extremely hot guy. The guy had to leave in the morning, and there was a sort of misunderstanding between them. He kind of treated her like a whore, except that it wasn't him but someone who works for him, and... it doesn't really matter. Then this friend found out that she was pregnant, but since she didn't know if the guy wanted to see her again, she didn't look for him and decided to raise the child alone. She didn't think she would ever meet that guy again, but

She does not want it to be just a one-night stand. “I want to meet him again” she blushes at his mention. Usually, her friend would have cringed over this but Chloe can see that she genuinely wants to see the mysterious guy. She also notices that her best friend, for the first time, shows interest in a guy that is more than just mild likeness.

Somewhere between his holidays they reconciled and rekindled their relationship. The stress on Ayana's mother was so much, she fell sick and later died. Ayana and her brother were heartbroken. Oliver tried to comfort Ayana but she said she needed space. It was during this break in their relationship that Oliver's father proposed the merger and he got married. Ayana was mad when she heard the news but she refused to give up Oliver. Oliver sighed as his thoughts drifted to Claire once again. ** "Where do you think you're going?" a deep voice mumbled. She tried wiggling out of his grip but his hold on her was firm.

I asked with a soft voice as I tucked her hair to the back of her ears. She groaned lightly in her sleep, while mumbling some inaudible words. I couldn’t help but smile at her just as she did. However, I wore a frown almost immediately since I was meant to be angry after the stunt she tried to pull earlier. I heard the running sound of water coming from the bathroom and I needed no one to tell me that One was having a shower. I knew that she has some plans up her sleeves…but I cared less about that. A while later, the bathroom door opened and One came out, wrapped in a towel and looking at me with a pair of eyes that burned with lust and great desire.

"YOUR One?! Are you--" Shawn flinched as Scarlett softly broke away from his hold. "Sc-Scarlett? W-what are you...doing?" A satisfied smirk muddled across Zayne's gleeful lips as Scarlett broke out of his hold by her own will. Shawn still tried to hold on to her, until her supernatural strength started to kick in. Shawn's raised his strength to stop her. His jaw laggardly dropped with shock, Scarlett, or rather her Vamp side, turned to him with salty tears and a disappointed frown before him. "You're...not my One." She whispered. "Scarlett..." "I'm sorry...but I have to be with my One." -END-

Her resplendent evening gown swayed furiously after her with the wind making her look like an Evil Queen. Seeing how Fanzen's life ended in mere seconds and realizing how close her, her mother and everyone she loved were to death by merely the snap of a finger made her furious. Sir. Oswic had revealed a shocking part or rather, the tyronimics had exposed a part of reality she either didn't know or wasn't willing to accept. All along, the concept of death she had was living to the age of ninety or maybe a few years after, then with well wishers around one, bading farewell to the world and transcending above, clothed in white and escorted by angels - and maybe a chariot.