Fanfics de One Direction com Personagens Originais em Inglês

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.

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;

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.

P (perrie)– ainda sinto sua falta– digo ja aos prantos z(zayn )– eu tambem!– eu ja podia ver lagrimas nos olhos dele– eu te amo! –
Depois de ele falar isso ouço uma barulho na maçaneta e alguem entrando com muita agressividade
L(liam )–que porra toda é essa aqui??!!– olhou pra mim da cabeça aos pés com mágua e um pouco de decepção no rosto– porque VOCÊ fez isso comigo?!!–diz ja chorando– eu devia saber vc ainda ama,sempre amou, e sempre vai amar ele! Mesmo depois de tudo que ele fez contigo Pi?

Olho pra zayn e vejo a fúria nos olhos dele ja querendo bater em liam.

—Beautiful, isn't it?— A male voice interrupts my thoughts. I fright. I don't know this voice yet, but such a voice... This guy is owner of a thick and hoarse voice that is so sexy! —I love looking at them.—

Now I can see his eyes clearly, they're really green and so wonderful! —I'm Harry. Let me know your name.—
—I'm Caroline.—
(...)

—But are you dating?—
—No, Harry, we're not dating, I don't know what we have, but I like it.— I sit on my bed. He's staring at me. —And do you know why?— He shakes his head. —Because he's never went away or started being someone totally different. He has never let me alone or pretended to be someone else.—
(...)

—I kinda hate him, we don't talk to each other without arguing.—
—Love and hate walk together.— He stops looking at me. —You've already answered my question.— I can't say he's wrong... —Just answer one more.— His honey-eyes stare at me. —Do you like him more than me?—
(...)

Zayn Malik can't imagine that Harry Styles really loves her. But Harry does it, and he can be better just because of her, he can change and do anything for her. 'Cause Caroline is the one and only who could make his heart start beating and bleeding, who could make him truly love. But he doesn't know how to say it, he doesn't know how to show her, 'cause she doesn't trust him anymore.

Harry and Rosetta have tried in the past to have kids, but weren't successful. But, when Harry's band mates arrive, Rosetta disappears. Harry is determined to find out what is wrong with his girlfriend.

Never

Katherine London, a young woman passionate about writing and traveling around the world decides to stay in Argentina where she was born, simply to give love a chance. The love of her life has a name and that is Paul Evans, a young man from England with a past little recognized by his beloved Katy.
The news that Javier and Laby would come from Paul Evans' past to the present would change Katherine's life in a radical twist full of mystery and a thin gap between life and death.

A love story that will leave everyone seriously thinking "What is true love?"

O engraçado disso tudo, é que a Lis de 13 anos de idade estaria muito orgulhosa.
Se eu pudesse voltar ao passado eu diria para mim mesma que viver uma fanfic na vida real é muito mais difícil do que parece.

Selfish.

That's what he is. But who isn't?

Warning! May contain hentai.