'I don't wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your neck' https://www.instagram.com/thighhighlarry/ Copyright 2014, thighhighlarry. All Rights Reserved.

A royal omega and a royal alpha, forced to wed and mate by their families. But maybe they get along? Maybe not? Their pasts will come back to bite them, but will they face it together or alone?

Louis is a conservative, clean-cut, 17 year old. He does whatever he's told and doesn't get into trouble. Harry, on the other hand, is a 20 year old, out of college working. He likes to party and get drunk even though he knows he's underage. Harry also has a girlfriend, Addison. What happens when the opposites collide?

"Why would you call yourself a slut?" "It takes the joy out of saying it behind my back."

//Louis is a slut and likes it// Louis is 17 and likes being fucked by older men and he's not ashamed. He is a prostitute but he doesn't like the term...he more likes Rent-A-Twink. You pay money, he'll do what you want. • Harry is a 23 year old man and his family has been badgering him about finding a boyfriend and needs to bring one for a family reunion. Harry doesn't know what to do but then he stumbles upon a boy who might solve his problems.

The last thing Louis was expecting is for his big sister's boyfriend to show up at the strip club he works at. ⚣ Boyxboy, Larry Stylinson ✎ Original story by Stylinson_Larryxx Cover by: @Stylinson_Larryxx

Louis ran away. Big deal. They should be used to it by now. They should know that he's terrified of letting his guard down and opening up, which he definitely would've done with Harry had he not left when he did. So it's better this way, he thinks. Harry is more likely to survive with the new allies than with him. He's doing them all a favor. Man, was that the worst idea ever... © NeverComingDown. all rights reserved. Vampire #125

❝Come back... Come back to Neverland❞ ❝What's Neverland?❞

❝What's a 'Lost Boy'?❞ ❝You're a Lost Boy!❞ ❝But... I'm not lost?❞

Grande Manor, the old, creepy building on top of the hill right outside of Cheshire. Nobody goes near it at night, kids stare from the gate during the day, too afraid to go any closer. It's rumored to be haunted, stories of kids who've snuck into the house for sleepovers to prove to their friends how brave and unafraid they are, only to return home the same night speechless... Harry used to be one of those kids. He used to gaze from the back seat of the family car as they drove by, intrigued by the large wooden door up front and the windows that all seem to be covered in dark curtains. He's always wondered what the inside looked like, and there's always been this strange attraction between him and the house. Now that his parents are divorced and his mother is looking for a place to move in, this might be his chance to figure it out, and maybe while he's at it he can figure out the blue eyed boy who likes to swing on the tree.