22ZaynisBeautiful

Niall Horan is an infamous serial killer. He has multiple personalities, all of which take part in his dirty little games. Nobody knows the truth behind his evil ways. He has all the charm in the world, could convince anyone that he was innocent. Through the years he lured in his prey, one by one, charming them into believing he was this standup guy, and then. . . when they least expected it, he would go in for the kill. Hiding plenty of bodies, he made sure he never left behind any evidence. But, though he's able to get away with it many times, what happens when he messed up? So many murders in so little time, eventually somebody has to realize he's always seen nearby. Keep reading to find out. "Talk about a cheap thrill. Because killing you is gonna be thrilling."…

22ZaynisBeautiful

After the mysterious deaths following a cruel illness that fell on the people in the small city of Graphite Heights, Massachusetts, Dr. Klaus Reed works to suss out the cause and the cure before it's too late. But there may not be much time left as the illness has begun to completely spiral out of control, becoming the biggest epidemic this small city's ever seen, and the doctor will soon learn of the mastermind responsible for the chaos. Will the doctor be able to stop this madness, or will time fail him as the population lessons more and more everyday? The answers are written in these pages. . ."The truth is the hardest pill to swallow." Can you handle the suspense, the cruelty, the evil? Test yourself and take a step into Dr. Klaus Reed's office, where he'll share with you exactly how this epidemic came to be. . .From fan-fiction to true crime, I bring to you a mystery/thriller that'll send chills down your spine and have you on the edge of your seat, drooling for more. If mystery's what you want, then you've come to the right place.…

22ZaynisBeautiful

Torn Between Reality © ❝What is love if all we have are happy endings?❞ _________________________________________ (Completed Story) "I'm coming through!" He kicked the door open, the lock snapping. He came in and I jumped for him, but his instincts were too good as he saw it coming. He ducked and I fell right over him. "You are so stupid." I jumped up and tried again. He grabbed my arm, and lifted his other hand. He slapped me in the face and I yelped in pain. With his other hand, which held my wrist, my hand still gripping the knife, he began to twist my wrist. Tears in my eyes from the unbearable pain, I let go of the knife and tried to make him let go. My wrist snapped, the pain so terrible, I let out an agonizing scream.He let go of my wrist and I fell to the floor, groaning in the worst kind of pain. "S-stop. Pl-please." I technically begged him. He stood looking down at me, no sympathy in his eyes. Nothing but pure hate."I'm not finished with you yet." He grabbed me up by the arm and pulled me with him down the stairs. Once down the stairs, he pushed me to the floor. "Okay, let's play a game." I couldn't even reply, I was in so much pain. "Do you not want to play?" he questioned. His voice held an annoyed vibe."I d-don't." I breathed. --This is my story. Go through my flashback to find out what got me here.…