Book One of the Vampire's Assistant Series Louis Tomlinson was a vampire, one of the most powerful. He was the serving lord of the Tomlinson Estate. The Tomlinson estate was one of the three, most powerful vampire estates. The other two estates were the Blackstar and Dawnbreak. The Blackstar and Tomlinson estates are currently at war with each other. The Dawnbreak has called a meeting to establish peace between the estates. The Blackstar estate offer a boy for peace, Louis couldn't turn it down. He accepted the boy as a slave of the Tomlinson estate Harry Styles was a normal teenage until one night. One night, he was kidnapped by Lord Romulus and taken as a slave. Lord Romulus offered the new slave; Harry Styles to Louis Tomlinson. Lord Romulus wanted peace between Blackstar estate and Tomlinson estate with each other, could this slave solve their problems or worsen them? How will this effect Harry and the fate of Louis Tomlinson? The story's cover is created by: @Irishcoke.

He needed a quick bite. No problem with draining a person along the way right? Wrong. When Louis Tomlinson sees a drunken curly-haired lad roaming the streets he gets the sudden urge to taste him, so of course he does. He wasn't counting on feeling something uneasy stir in the pit of his stomach at the sight of the practically dead boy lying on the freezing concrete, breathing raggedly as his body trembled uncontrollably. Without a second thought Louis goes and breaks the most important rule known to all vampires; he turns him. Boy, was that a mistake... © NeverComingDown. all rights reserved. Vampire #74

They had to pull back for air. Louis surveyed the guy's face, in awe of his blown pupils and sharp jawline, the way their shared spit glistened on his lips. "Hi," he breathed. He blinked, and came back to himself a little bit, blushing at his own boldness. "Sorry. Is this okay?" The stranger removed his right hand from the curve of Louis' waist in order to cup his jaw, tilting it up to the angle he desired. He pressed their lips together, murmuring, "Definitely." And then he kissed harder. (When Louis sees his ex-boyfriend kissing a random girl at a party, he acts out of blind jealousy. He kisses the first guy he can find. It turns into a thing.) INSPIRED BY CLOUDS.

Niall's alpha friend Louis needs a favor. Harry is the omega sugar baby willing to travel to Fort Myers, Florida to make it happen. (Otherwise known as the fic where Harry is a sugar baby omega who cons rich alphas for a living, and Louis is a rich alpha with too much self-control.)

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

Louis' new roommate is shy, skittish, and flinches at the slightest sounds. He's an art major who gets drunk on cherry wine, wears lacy lingerie, and shows up late at night covered in bruises that blossom across his skin like flowers. Obviously something is wrong. Louis just doesn't know what it is.

Louis is the feisty captain of Great Britain's baseball team, the kind of guy who dominates every room he enters and doesn't take shit from anyone. Harry is the indie-pop star who just so happens to be taking some time off music to explore the world of baseball.

Louis Tomlinson has tried so hard to not be who he really is. He has worked for years to not be a person that people don't accept. The walls he built are slowly torn down by a tall boy with green eyes. Add Louis, Harry Styles, a pride parade, and a kiss together, and there's a story full of love and someone learning that it's okay to love boys because love is love, right? (Louis is a painter who hides his sexuality. Harry is a wedding photographer who embraces his gay pride. Liam and Zayn most certainly have a thing going on, and Niall is content just trying to open a restaurant.) Cover by @stiles24stilinskiXD

[Complete] Two strangers. One broken elevator.

• completed • 56.9K words • explicit • Harry stalks towards Louis, grabbing his hips. He wishes he could burn Louis with his fingertips the way Louis burns him with existence. "Not again", Harry repeats while pushing Louis' shirt up. Louis' arms lift obligingly as Harry tugs the shirt off him, tossing it vaguely towards Louis' bed. "I'm not going to sleep with you again", Harry mumbles. "Sure", Louis says, lips attaching to Harry's neck making him tilt his head. "Keep saying that if it helps." Harry scratches his nails across the small back of Louis' back. "Not again", he groans. "This - This is the last time." • or • The one in which Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson are roommates. They hate each other. At least, that's what they thought. A Larry Stylinson story stuffed with angry sex, wrapped in 28 parts, with a side of weird Ziam and cheery Horan. Sequel: Habit