Fanfics de One Direction em Inglês sem o gênero Musical (Songfic)

"Everything went well until the day of that damned accident.
My name is Philippa, a normal 18 year old girl. At least I was normal.
I lost everything, but especially the one I love."
Through troubled journeys and happier days, Philippa tries to overcome the pain of loss and much more. Stay with her and find out her story.

Stripped away from the love that she deserved from her parents by the vampire clan,Malaine would stop at nothing to get her revenge.

It was a rainy and stormy night,usually I loved this kinda nights,but something about it made a shiver run down my spine.
It was 1am in the morning and Alyssa hasn't yet come back from the party.I also hated being left alone in the house.

I was bored and didn't know what to do.I then decided to log into my facebook account to check some stuff.
A disturbing bang from the living room door made me jump from bed.I heard footsteps coming to my bedroom.
I knew it was only Lyssa but I was getting scared at how she was coming to my door.

She opened it and just by the look on her face I was scared!
She was swearing profanities with her gritted teeth.
She didn't acknowledge me as she started coming to the familiar drawer she had.
"Noo not that drawer!" I mentally screamed.
Tears started to run down my cheeks as I knew what that drawer contained.

She quickly drew out a gun from the drawer and I couldn't help but plead. "No no no lyssa,you promised you wouldn't visit that drawer..ever" I said in a quiet voice enough for her to hear.
She quickly glanced at me,then I saw sadness,which was quickly replaced by uttermost rage.
"You can go tell that to that bastard of a boyfriend!" She yelled at me.

Then realization soon hit me,Ian ..Ian was gonna get killed! I warned him but that dickhead refused to listen.
"We're leaving!" She said in a demanding tone,telling me to get up and follow her,I followed her with no hesitation like a lost puppy until we reached the car where she got in and I also did.
It was a silent drive,judging by the way she was driving at such speed,she was trying to get us both killed! We reached Ian's house, she quickly rushed into his house.

I was walking and sobbing slowly into the house,I started hearing pleads and whimpers from Ian.
I decided to walk in and try to get her to stop,but it was too late..
Right in front of me,Alyssa shot Ian shot twice in the head...and his body fell back on his bed. "Nooooo!" I screamed

I slowly opened my eyes shivering in bed,with a sweaty forehead and almost soggy pillow.It was like I was reliving that event once again,the all too familiar nightmare felt and seemed soo real and frightening as it always has been.
This has become my lifetime nightmare since the past 5years,With hands,I wrapped the duvet around my body again,
I didn't scream nor make any noise,the tears just kept on streaming down my face.

“You won’t kill her!” I screamed, but no one seems to listen.

I try to wriggle out of the metal chains I am tied with, but they are way too strong.

“Tsk tsk” he said, faking sympathy and sat in front of me.

He looked right into my eyes and smiled wickedly.

“How ya doing, mate?” he asked, while smirking.

I give him one of my best death glare and spat my bloody spit on him. He gave a look of disgust and wiped off the blood from his face. He pulled my hair and I flinched in pain.

“Listen you piece of shit, I am in control now, behave” he said and shoved my back to the wall where my forehead hit the wall real hard.

Suddenly the door opens; we look at it with expectations. They drag her almost dead body inside.

psychopath
/ˈsʌɪkəpaθ/
noun
a person suffering from chronic mental disorder with abnormal or violent social behaviour.
synonyms: madman/madwoman, mad person, deranged person, maniac, lunatic, psychotic, sociopath;

Just a open letter to Harry Styles.



{one shot} {letter} {oned appreciation project}

"Promise me,you'll never leave me Harry,promise me!" She sobbed,crying into his chest.

"I won't baby,I won't"

...

But she left,carrying his most precious thing he didn't knew about!

Em uma festa.

Duas fantasias.

Duas pessoas.

Mas foi UM amor que cresceu ali.

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Ele pigarreia. "Essa conversa provavelmente vai ser muito estranha, mas..." O cara enrubesce e ele é tão adorável que Louis quer socá-lo. "Eu meio que tenho um encontro com um cara? E eu nunca, sabe, fiz nada com um homem, então... Eu não faço ideia de qual é o melhor para comprar."

Louis pisca suavemente, nem um pouco atormentado com aquela informação. Não. Ele se recusa.

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He wasn’t quite sure why the First Wolves requested his presence on such an important gathering, he had some ideas though. The Annual Celebrations for the gods were exclusive events for powerful, influential wolves. Although Harry Styles was a powerful wolf - not that they knew it -, he was also a commoner and somewhat rebel, to be honest.

Maybe they knew about his stealing. Maybe they would hang him.

He would find ou soon enough.