** A Caraval FanFiction ** It has been a decade into the Scarlett reign. Valenda has never been more peaceful and cheerful. But this the life of Dragna sisters that we are talking about and just like always, there are going to be some troubles in the paradise **Under editing and rewriting**

Picks straight off from where the amazing Stephanie Garber left off. Tella craves adventure, ever since her elder sister Scarlet got crowned empress, Tella's been expected to behave like a lady. The exact opposite of what Tella wants to be! Follow her to find out what trouble she has gotten in with Legend. DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything, everything is Stephanie Garber's! Pretty much the same as before but all of my one-shots are inspired by posts I saw on pinterest!

Simon and Baz have lived through seven straight years of sharing a room and hating it. But this year that all might change. When they are paired together (against their will of course) in class Simon is forced to confront feelings that may have been there for a very long time. . .

Louis loved being manhandled, he loved being pressed against a mattress and getting fucked hard. He loved being fucked against a wall and Louis loved being spanked. Louis loved being carried and taking bubble baths, he loved wearing pretty lace panties and he absolutely adored being called kitten and princess. Louis loved all of these things, he just didn't know it yet. And what better person was there to teach him then, Harry Styles? Louis' a little interested in writing and Harry's very interested in Louis. They're just trying to make things work. Or the one where Louis gets lessons about sex from, Harry Styles, a man who doesn't know how to love.

"you are pretty, not handsome." "how so?" "well, you're small and petite. you have a curvy frame and a feathery fringe. you're eyelashes are long and you cheekbones are perfect. you're the epitome of pretty." or au in which harry and louis are best friends and sometimes harry can't get over how pretty louis is.

"you're so small." as if to prove his point, louis squeezed harry tightly in his arms, and harry just scrunched up a little bit, snuggling his head impossibly farther into louis' chest. "my pretty paper doll." and when louis squeezed him again, placing a shaky, yet warm kiss on harry's cold forehead, harry felt his heart feel that way again, he felt love. a soft flutter, that even the most self control in the world couldn't stop. he loved louis. he loved him even though he didn't want to, he really didn't. okay, maybe a little. *** 1ST PLACE IN THE HOLIDAY 2014 BROMANCE AWARDS FOR FAMOUS LARRY STORIES. #2 in Fanfiction #1 in One Direction

Harry Styles, 30, Rich. Louis Tomlinson, 34, famous in the London BDSM scene. Harry is powerful, charismatic, every employee that works for him is frightened by him. Yet, there's something else he craves, something he never experienced. Being dominated. That's when he meets Louis, one of the most strict and respected dominants in London.