It was the year 1789, in England. There were food shortages, people living on the streets, sickness, and a wide spread of people dying. Louis Tomlinson is you're average twenty five year old boy, living in the village with his family. Everything was perfect, or as perfect as it could be until one day his whole family is killed, except him. Enraged, Louis seeks revenge against the person who did it, if only he knew who it was. With nothing but a letter from the killer with his initials on it, Louis is left to find the killer on his own, well except for the help from his life long friend, Liam, who knows a thing or two about everyone in London. Louis and Liam set off to the biggest castle in London, which just so happens to be owned by King Desmond Styles, and his family. Louis has to find the killer inside the castle, and save everyone else inside, along with himself and Liam. Everything would have gone completely smooth, if it weren't for one person who catches Louis' eye. The only problem is that the person happens to be King Desmond's son, Harry. Will Louis be able to find the killer and make it out alive with Liam and Harry, or will his life be put at to much of a risk along the way, and end fatally? Started 8/18/17 Finished 10/3/17

Louis knows about beauty; the combination of qualities that pleases the aesthetic senses. He creates that combination every day in the garments he designs while studying fashion at uni. The cut of the design, the color of the fabric, the intricacy of the stitching; it all comes together to create something beautiful. When the science student with the long legs and dimpled smile agrees to model for him, Louis decides he's found beauty personified. Harry just thinks Louis needs someone to show him how beautiful he is. (please keep in mind that this has not been edited as I am just posting it over here for the people who asked for it)

Louis Tomlinson is a nobody at school. He's known as the 'nerd' and not many kids want to be around him. He hasn't had many friends, let alone someone to talk to, other than his family and one cousin Liam Payne who helps him through the tough times. But can a jock like Harry Styles change that? Or will someone get in the way?

"Yes. My name is Louis. And who might you be, cutie?" "I'm . . . Harry. My name is Harry, and I'm your next door neighbour. I live at the yellow house that is beside yours." Twenty-five-year-old Louis Tomlinson not so subtly checked out the boy, "how old are you?" "I'm . . . Sixteen-years-old," the small boy eyed the man cautiously, "how old are you?" "I'm twenty-five, young one," was the reply Harry got. "You've called me two different names already. Why?" "I like pet names. Do you not like being called pet names?" "As long as you don't treat me like an animal? then I'm okay with you calling me pet names." "Great, and I definitely won't treat you like an animal" Louis replied, a smirk evident upon his face. "You creep me out, but only a tad" the curly haired boy said quietly. "Oh, and why is that?" "I don't know . . ."

"Get your head out of your ass for once" Louis shouted angrily his cheeks red with anger. "i'd rather have it near yours" Louis choked at Harry's words, his own caught in his throat thinking of something to say back. But when Harry walks closer to him cornering him against the locker placing both of his hands on each side of his head he knew that he won't be able to talk for the next hour and he'd rather not knowing that what will come out of his mouth won't be words.

Louis, to his horror, attends an elitist university in which the name Zayn Malik means something, Niall Horan doesn't stop talking, there are pianos everywhere, and Harry Styles, only son of a drug-addled, clinically insane ex-rocker, has a perfect smile and empty eyes. WARNING: all rights go to velvetoscar on ao3 Cover made by: whatkooloser

A Contract. That's all Louis needs to fulfill himself. A simple signature and a NDA. Louis has been living the life of a dominant for a long time. He thinks emotions are irrelevant and it's safe to say that Louis ignores matters of the heart like the plague. In comes Harry Styles. Warm, green-eyed, hot, virgin and Louis finds himself going crazy. But will they last long with Louis's ways? And Harry's dark past? *Warning: Please don't read if you're not comfortable with BDSM, mental illnesses, or past abusive relationships* Copyright 2015. All Rights Reserved. Created by ReaperLover123. Cover made by the amazeballs HunterMay18 Please do not copy this story.

Louis was never one for dark and dangerous. To reserved. To concealed. Cautious. He was one for treading carefully. He was a University student. So young. Fresh. Naive. Untouched by man. He was to innocent. And for one man the temptation was a little too much. He had everything any man would wish for. The looks. The women. But he wasn't satisfied. He was far from it... Ever since he saw Louis Tomlinson in the elevator. He wanted to change him... Wipe the innocence away. But he doesn't play nicely. He's played with so many people he doesn't know when enough's enough. He'll keep going until they can't scream for help. Will Louis realize how dangerous Harry Styles is before it's to late? Or fall at his feet? Obey every one of his commands? Or will Louis fight back? |Undiscovered Larry winner in the Summer Bromance Awards 2013!|

It's been three years since One Direction split up. Harry's about to marry a girl Louis hates. Louis' a top executive at Modest, the management team that tore them apart. They can't forget the past but they can't forgive each other either.

It's 1967 and Harry is tired of being that little religious boy who everyone makes fun of. Tired of God pretending not to hear him, he decides to take other reins in secret; How bad could it go if he turned to the Devil? How fast would he answer him? It was time to save the Bible and turn the red candles on. Where Harry is a very sweet teenager who is tired of the way he's living and decides to realise a ritual to invoke the king of hell. Louis is the dumb devil who falls in love. THIS IS A TRANSLATION APPROVED BY THE ORIGINAL AUTHOR