One Direction Preference List Novels & Stories

"I should be the one saying that. You're nobody, so why are you so concerned about Mahira? It's becoming clear that—" "Don't talk nonsense," Adam cut her off as quickly as he could. But Catherine didn't want to lose. She kept attacking me with demeaning words that hurt my feelings. Did my body really look healthy? It was obvious my face was deathly pale and I couldn't even support myself properly. "Stay far away from her. Mahira's not that weak." Adam turned his face away, like he was disgusted with Catherine's attitude of constantly cornering everyone. I felt the same way - I was even angry because Catherine always wanted to be prioritized, as if the world only revolved around her.

“You are in a marriage and you have an adorable kid, that's what nice.” We both went silent for a while, both of us wondering what my reply to the questions she had asked meant for me now. Knowing the truth hadn't helped at all, if anything, it had made me very confused. More confused. “Hmmn, last question….” “I’m done answering.” “Just one more, who do you like more, Damon or Declan?” “Declan, obviously cause I knew him in the past.” The magical ball glowed red.

I wink. Inhaling a breath, I shut the door and head inside Quinn's house. Ice cream first. Pity party second. Anti-male chick-flicks third. ***

He nodded, “but you won’t be with all four of us at the same time every time. We know there will be times you are with just one of us or two of us and that’s okay, we won’t get jealous. You have to have individual relationships with each of us and one with all of us to make this work, we know that. We can plan something, so you don’t have to worry about one or two of us having more dates than the others if you want.” “Okay,” She nodded, “I don’t want to worry about jealous or favoritism or anything like that.” Asher chuckled, “We already know Raze is the favorite, Babe. You knew him before us, it’s to be expected. Don’t worry about it. As long as we get time with you as well, we don’t mind.”

He suggested. "Okay. My favourite song is by Attention by Charlie Puth. My favourite band is One Direction. Five Seconds of Summer are cool too but I'm more of a Directioner. I don't like Harry Potter, Twilight is my favourite. I like vanilla flavour. My brother and mom always fight with me about which is the best flavour. For me, it's vanilla, my mom likes chocolate, Ryan likes strawberry. I love Nutella, who doesn't? I-" "I don't," Darren said, cutting me off.

3 feet tall body that clearly shout out *I go to the gym every fucking day* in front of me like a fucking wall. As he stands in front of me, I shudder and gulp, I could feel cold sweats oozing from my skin pores, because the Stephen Brown in front of me now, isn’t the angelic cupid from before, he’s now like an angry mob who had his girlfriend stolen from him. He’s only cupid in front of Lisa, he’s a bouncer to everyone else! “Hey! You are the one who wants to steal Lisa from me. RIGHT?!” Stephen growls.

Sienna’s smell still haunted me, unrelenting, scorched to my bones. “We need a Luna, Ronan,” Elder Marcus said, voice stern, with a tablet in his hands. “The stability of the pack relies upon it. You’re unmated, distracted. Choose someone.” Silence fell over the room, as all eyes on me. I snarled, my wolflike voice growling out the sound from deep in my throat, and pressed forward, my eyes boring into his. “I pick nobody,” I said, each word weighted.

She hesitated for two seconds before standing up and saying she had been distracted and didn't know the answer. Nadia was very unhappy about this. "First, it was Willow. And now, you're becoming like her. None of you seem to be focusing on your studies. What's going on?" Jean's eyes seemed to glance in my direction almost imperceptibly. It was only for a brief moment. However, I had become unusually sensitive lately, so I caught it. Suddenly, I realized something—Jean was acting strange too. She started avoiding me in any way she could. One afternoon, during our nap time, I stirred from my sleep and opened my eyes slightly. To my shock, I saw Jean glaring at me intently.

Don't let her ruin your life. But Nathan never listened. He deserved it. Although Holnia was far from Narla, once something hit social media, it spread quickly. On the third day of Nathan refusing to let go, Chris sent proof of Jenny's fake medical records to Nathan's email. He also compiled evidence of the countless times Nathan had neglected me for Jenny over the years, forming a perfect circle of betrayal. This was all made public online.

A closer look made my stomach drop. Grayson and Camelia were walking one after the other. He occasionally draped his arm over her back, and Camelia’s expression was indulgent. Her gaze was soft and warm as she looked at him. He was tall, she was petite, and both were attractive. It was easy to see how well they matched. I stood frozen as I watched them get into a car. Two older women walking past noticed them too. “Oh my, look at those kids. They’re so in love!”