"Ele faz o quebrado parecer belo, E o forte parecer invencível, Ele anda com o universo sobre seus ombros, Fazendo-o parecer como um par de asas". ✎ Coroas de Diamantes, Capas de veludo, Bengalas de Cascavel.... Isso é um resumo do que você pode vislumbrar ao pensar em dinastias reais. Mas, deixe-me confidenciar-lhe algo: O segredo é que príncipes não são príncipes, e sim atores. Jovens carregando o peso do ouro sobre suas cabeças, vestindo sorrisos cordiais, distribuindo uma nobreza soberba. O que há por baixo então de suas coroas? ♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕♕

"So all of this is my fault?" He scowled back. "Harry, he is fragile. He can't bear up with your anger or try to break past your stone cold exterior if you don't let him." His father reasoned. "No, dad. I highly doubt that's what he wants from me, I feel what he actually wants is a divorce and since he doesn't actually communicate with me if he tells you, let me know, I'll have the papers ready." With that Harry got up from his seat to leave only to see Louis near the door, he had no idea if he heard his conversation or he didn't and honestly at this point he didn't care. Or Harry Styles is a Mob Boss and Louis Tomlinson is his husband and in a dark place filled with violence and blood, they try to find their way back to one another. Translation in Portuguese : https://my.w.tt/Q0Jt88SyU4

Harry gostava de cafés todas as manhãs. Louis não tinha paciência com clientes ingênuos e pedidos complicados.

Enquanto Louis via seus olhos, roupas e tudo em volta com as cores e seus adoráveis tons, Harry só o via em preto e branco. / Universo alternativo onde todos são preto e branco exceto sua alma gêmea, Louis vê Harry com todas as cores mas Harry só vê Louis em P&B. / Adaptado / @Selflesshes @lwtking91

My heart was beating and adrenaline was running through my body at a thousand miles per second. My hand wrapped around the door knob, but then I was pulled back painfully by my arm. I was whipped around and was face to face with a pissed off Louis. "Where do you think you're going, love?" He asked, and I gulped at how dark his voice sounded. The sane part of me was absolutley terrified of it, and I didn't like it, but the part of me that thought Louis was incredible was so turned on by his dark side. "Answer the question." He said as he squeezed my wrist tighter, and I winced a bit, but I didn't answer the question. "Were you trying to leave? Were you trying to run away from me?" He asked, and I felt his nails digging into my skin. I gave a small yelp of pain and then he was dragging me harshly by my arm down the hall again. He passed the room that I was staying in before and opened another door that was three doors down. He pushed me inside, and I couldn't see a thing. The room was completely dark. I began to breath faster because I've never been a big fan of the dark. I hated it. I didn't like what I couldn't see. I jumped as I felt a hand on my waist and my breath caught as I felt a surge of electricity run through me. I felt him pull me closer to him until my back was against his chest. His lips rubbed against my ear and he slowly whispered out "You can't leave, Harry. You're never gonna get away. I'm not gonna let you."

Harry sabia muito bem quando havia se apaixonado pelo badboy da escola, Louis Tomlinson. Ele sabia que era improvável que Louis ao menos olhasse pra ele, e olha que tinha probabilidade de isso acontecer. Porque Louis Tomlinson era bissexual e toda a escola sabia disso. Só que Harry não era ninguém perante toda a cadeia alimentar da escola. Ele era apenas mais um nerd que tinha um amor platônico pelo garoto mais popular da escola. Mas talvez as coisas mudassem de rumo... Talvez.

"You're nothing but a con man." "I prefer con artist, sweetheart." ➳ Winner of Season 3 1D Watty Awards for Best Smut

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*COMPLETED* (Y.O.L.O stands for: YOU ONLY LIVE ONCE) *** Carter Jones, the school nerd, and Killian Henderson, the reputated troublemaker, somehow end up getting detention together. "How about we make a bet?" Offered Killian, his pistachio-green eyes drilling into mine as a playful smile lingered on his lips. "A bet?" I gulped, intimidated by how close he was sitting next to me. He nodded and raised four fingers, the ones with the letters "Y.O.L.O" tattooed on them, wriggling them in front of me with his ever-so-confident grin. "Four dares, Jones, just you and me." And that's how it all started. *** Rankings: #fiction #featured #queer #gay #depression #bl #youngadult #featured #comedy #bisexual #manxman #teen fiction #boyxboy #bxb #LGBT #romance Cover designed by Holly Thurston

Louis Tomlinson já estava conformado com seu destino: acreditava fazer parte dos 2% que estavam na margem de erro. Isso tudo porque o sobrenome tenuemente escrito em seu colo esquerdo não correspondia ao de seu parceiro ideal. Ao conhecer Gemma Styles a faísca em seu corpo principiou-se porém não ascendeu, além de no colo da garota ter escrito outro sobrenome que não condizia com o dele, o que em tese demonstraria que ele viveria na margem de erro e sem perpesctiva alguma de encontrar o verdadeiro amor. Isso até ser convidado para a festa surpresa da amiga e ter a chance de conhecer o irmão mais novo dela que, com ajuda de seus volumosos cabelos cacheados e das atraentes covinhas, poderia ser capaz de provar a Louis que ele não estava fadado a viver sozinho e sem amor. OU Au! em que Louis tem o sobrenome Styles em seu peito, um sinal de que sua alma gêmea teria nascido com esse sobrenome, mas não vê o encanto necessário para uma paixão ao olhar para os cabelos descoloridos de sua companheira de quarto Gemma ou para o sorriso aberto que ela dá quando fala com a mãe pelo telefone. Capa por: @cityixing ♡