One Direction Fanfiction Novels & Stories

With a ding, another message came in. I casually pushed away the glass Camelia handed me and turned my phone screen toward her. [Can you take the hint and break up already? Camelia doesn’t even like you! I’ve posted all that, and you still don’t get it? If it weren’t for you, we would've been together a long time ago!] The words on the screen instantly drained the color from Camelia’s face, leaving it pale, then ashen. She hurriedly tried to explain, “Waylon, I stopped liking him a long time ago! I really just see him as a younger brother! I’ll call him right now and tell him to stop bothering you!”

"I know you’re the one stealing from us. And it hurts that your beautiful little sister will pay the price for it too. Expect your death very soon." I smiled bitterly. Mike had always been smart. He figured it out. I wrote back: "If you can catch air, you can catch me." But I knew this was the beginning of war. Then came the ceremony. That night, under the silver light of the full moon, the Moon Goddess chose Sera as my mate. Her scent hit me like a storm. Her eyes searched mine— hopeful, afraid. For a second, I froze. I could feel it. The bond. The warmth. The peace.

Nathan added Stephanie suddenly laughed, “Hahahahaha….Fate!” “I’m screwed!” she smile widely “What?” “He is the guy from the club!” “Fuck no!” Nathan showed his disbelief “Yep!” “But, you are fine now! I mean, we know that Martin found out you had ONS, but it seems he doesn’t know it was him, right?” “Just pretend the two of you don’t know each other! Problem solved!” Nathan added “I had sex with him this morning!” Stephanie eyes continue look ahead

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.

He loved her very much, and thinking of her with someone else drove him crazy. Kimberly knew her plan was working. She did the work of manipulating Gabriel and her secret boyfriend did the dirty work. He was the one to click pictures of Rune with Adam Waverly. He wasn't her lover, instead was a really good friend to her. Although Adam had a crush on her since college days, he suppressed his emotions now that they were married.

“From the looks of it, you really enjoy seducing other people's boyfriends, don't you? All anyone talks about on this campus is how you shamelessly hit on the other guy who is playing against MY Jasper. He also has a girlfriend, doesn't he? Is this some fetish of yours? Hitting on guys that are already in relationships?” Her words hit me like razors, cutting my skin, my heart, my soul. Honestly, it's as if the ground is opening up beneath my feet, and I'm about to fall on the abyss. “I should have known there was a reason for him to suddenly move out…. Who knew it was for a slut who steals other people's boyfriends?” Does that mean… that they were together on the day of the club? When we… ha

He spat, already regretting giving her the audience. "It's fine. You can open an I*******m account and pull strings to get it verified. Then you and I can take a really cute picture. We wouldn't even have to put plenty of captions. The whole world will know what it means and then you will be free from Diane forever." "Are you serious?" She nodded, a victorious smile creeping to her lips as though she just solved a great problem. "Are you kidding me?" "Connor!!!" She called out his name, taking steps towards him.

One even dragged its finger slowly across its neck in a slicing motion as it held eye contact with a wide eyed Lucas. It seemed like everyone hated him. He screamed into the sky in pure agony, probably looking like a lunatic but he didn't care. He didn't care about anything but his mate right now. His mate that wanted nothing to do with him. "Woah what's up with you." Lucas looked at Marcus, the scrawny boy that had a crush on Ava, and watched as he left he children's home. He just sighed and started to walk away, already missing his cocoon of blankets with Ava's smell.

"Tangerine interrupted Dos for a moment to calm down. Uno walks out after he tied Mayora's arms and feet. Uno tried not to worried about Tangerine, for he is having no proof from what he thinks lately. Every night a girl named Carmilla always bugging his dreams. He doesn't even know whats the connection of him to her. He was even more confused when they met this woman, he thought he was just dreaming but it was true, it was Tangerine who was holding some of her equipment when they first met. He could not forget the image of the girl because he saw it in a dream every night. He doesn't even know if it's just one person or maybe his mind is just playing games. Uno just feels that he needs to f

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.”