Zayn Malik and Harry Styles built a life most people only dream of: married, successful, and raising their six-year-old son in a home overflowing with love. But when Zayn's business entered a critical stage, endless travel and late nights left Harry feeling like he was carrying the weight of their family alone. No matter how much Zayn tried to hold on, Harry's patience wore thin, and the divorce papers followed. Now their once-unbreakable love is reduced to co-parenting schedules and carefully polite conversations. Zayn is haunted by the question of whether the man who was once his everything could ever be his again. Harry, thriving in his career as a sought-after commission editor, refuses to look back... at least not out loud. But some bonds don't fade, no matter how deep the cracks. Between love and the sacrifices that tore them apart, Zayn and Harry must decide if they're destined to remain broken, or if after everything, they're still the one.

They have met before-countless times, in countless lives. But love was never theirs to keep. They are drawn together by an invisible thread, an unshakeable force written into the marrow of their existence. But the Universe is cruel, twisting devotion into destruction. Every time they find each other, the world unravels. Every time they fall, everything burns. Now, stripped of memory, they stand on opposite sides-strangers, enemies, inevitable. The echo of something lost lingers in their bones, a whisper of a love that was never meant to survive. This time, they are meant to kill. This time, they must not remember. But fate has never been kind to those who try to defy it. EDIT: This story is MINE and original. The only other copy of this work is on Ao3 under DeeLa17. Any other copies or translations outside of these users are not mine. Please refrain from stealing or publishing on any other platform WITHOUT my consent. If you wish to translate it into another language, feel free to contact me.

A soft-spoken flower shop boy carrying more than his share of weight and a hardened mafia operative whose mission begins to crumble the moment he lays eyes on him.

It's none of your business!!! Top Zayn x Bottom Harry Warning: mpreg

Isolation is easy. Harry was alone by choice. Until the night the sky split open and left him with something-someone-he couldn't ignore. Fear told him to walk away. Curiosity made him stay. But it was something else entirely that made him fall.

Zayn has spent years waiting for his fated mate. As the future Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack, he knows he should have met them by now. But at 26, he's still searching, feeling an unsettling void in his chest that refuses to be filled. When he meets Harry, a stubborn yet skilled paramedic, Zayn feels an undeniable pull toward him. It's strong, instinctual, but impossible. But Harry is human. And werewolves don't have human mates.

love is one thing. trust is another. and when you're two broken people trying to make it through the night, sometimes the hardest thing isn't falling-it's letting yourself be caught.

The Maliks and Styles have a history that Manhattan could never forget. Years ago, Desmond Styles, in a shocking betrayal, burned down one of his own buildings to sabotage his long-standing friendship and business partnership with Yaser Malik, cutting him out of their empire to seize the fortune for himself. The fallout left both families bitterly divided, with a feud that seeped into the very core of Manhattan's elite. Now, years later, Desmond's son, Harry Styles-one of the heirs to the Styles fortune-wants nothing to do with his father's ruthless business legacy. He has carved out his own path in the world of fashion, far from the corporate empire his family built. But when an unexpected encounter brings Harry face-to-face with Zayn Malik, Yaser's son and the poised successor to Malik Enterprises, old tensions resurface. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, the two heirs must navigate the explosive legacy of their families' feud while facing an unexpected future that ties them together in ways they never imagined. Manhattan's high society is about to be rocked by a scandal that will make history. The two heirs are drawn into a web of intrigue and family secrets that neither of them can escape. What happens when the next generation of the Styles and Malik dynasties collides?

"He got that James Dean daydream look in his eye and when we go crashing down, we come back every time. Cause we never go out of style. We never go out of style."

We promised to one another to stay together forever and to have our own family. Since we were young, that's been our dream. You and Me. We've been through a lot. We've argued, we've called each other names, we've yelled and cried. We held hands, not being able to let go. Now, we have rings on our fingers and shared vows on a beach on a rainy day. I'm yours. You're mine. We are one and this is our family. EDIT: This story is MINE and original. The only other copy of this work is on Ao3 under DeeLa17. Any other copies or translations outside of these users are not mine. Please refrain from stealing or publishing on any other platform WITHOUT my consent. If you wish to translate it into another language, feel free to contact me.