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The Photographers Kidnapper (larry stylinson bdsm) by Larry_Tarry
The Photographers Kidnapper (larry stylinson bdsm)
Larry_Tarry
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(Keep in mind a new book is being made, it's the same book. This book, but updated, better, and I actually need help making a cover for it so if you would like please contact me.) (Also keep in mind this is my first story from an old old old account. its confusing and really really boring.) read with serious caution. Louis Tomlinson, pretty little photographer. Gets a job to follow harry styles, never thought he'd get caught though. -.- You will see a lot of lines from "viewfinder." A anime/manga. This is where I got the idea. Contains BDSM (ALL ABOUT basically) some harm to Lou, gay boyxboy
Tied Down {BDSM} >larry stylinson< by larrylovess1
Tied Down {BDSM} >larry stylinson<
larrylovess1
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Louis had always known one day he'd be assigned a dom, he just didn't think his 18th birthday would come so fast...being born a submissive, he will be paired with a dominant, he will be tested and placed with who he matches best. There really was no telling how he would be treated...and that was simply the beauty of it all. sub!louis dom!harry
Homeless (mxm) by TheoryKierei
Homeless (mxm)
TheoryKierei
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Book 1 HomeLess Book 2 ReckLess Book 3 SenseLess Being homeless isn't the end of the world. At least, that's what Zachary thought when he found himself on the streets after being kicked out at seventeen. It hadn't been his fault. His father had used him as a scapegoat and won his mother over, thinking that her husband was telling the truth about his cheating and that Zachary was the one who was bringing women over, trying to ruin their marriage. He'd argued his side, but once his mother decided on something, her mind would not be changed. That's how he came to live in the alley near the end of 73rd street between the old bakery and a laundromat. It wasn't anything special, but after three years he'd managed to spruce up the place and make it almost-bearable to live in. Over the years he'd made friends with random people he often passed on the streets and did manage to hold down a few random jobs, but like everything else, they came, then went. Now he was left with fifteen dollars and twenty-two cents, a torn blanket, one outfit, and a dream for a better life. He just didn't know that he'd find it somewhere he'd never thought to look... or with someone he never knew he'd want.