This story is my version of Call Me By Your Name with Harry and Louis (with a bit more ennemies to lovers vibes)

In which Louis Tomlinson hardly refrains from defiling Gemma's younger brother.

Antinous is destined to die. Envied by the gods and despised by his rivals, the Greek youth from Bithynia is the most beautiful boy in the Roman Empire, summoned to the Eternal City where the emperor, Hadrian, makes him his lover. Just when Antinous thinks he has outrun destiny, he meets Leonides, a bold young soldier who conquers his heart. He desires the soldier but belongs to the emperor. If he gives in to temptation it may cost them their lives. His rivals are always talking and the gods always watching.

Harry the virgin Duke of Somerset knows little of love, while Louis the sly Duke of Warwick knows too much. When the two dukes come together for the Bilsdale fox hunt in Yorkshire, Harry finds himself drawn into Louis' bed. But when secrets from Louis' dark past come to light, Harry fears that the fox isn't the only one being hunted.

He wasn't. He couldn't be. Louis was humping his leg. Maybe he was sleeping, Harry's thoughts spun wildly, having a dirty dream. But Harry knew Louis up and down, the patterns of his breathing, the tension in his muscles - this wasn't sleeping Louis. As if to confirm Harry's thoughts, Louis gripped him slightly and unmistakably ground his hips. A soft moan escaped Harry's lips. Louis stilled. Harry held his breath. No no no please don't stop, God. Louis' hands traveled up his body lightly, the barely there touch making him hiss. "'S this ok?" Louis' voice sounded uncertain, hesitant, like his fingers delicately tracing Harry's spine. Or: A whole lot of cute fluffiness takes a horrifying descent into hardcore godless smut. But it's ok though cuz it's Louis and Harry and they're adorable little cupcakes who love each other very much.

"Bad choice, mon amour." the one where Louis is a gang member who speaks his deals through French, and Harry happens to walk by a dark ally on his way home.

My Ziam one shots all in the same place. Because they kill me. Enjoy. ***Warning: May cause serious damage to your feels***

Where Zayn can't bring himself to stop sleeping with his boyfriend's older brother.

✓Completed Life has a very funny way of working, I realized it through the hard way. It throws things at you that scares you the most. It makes you face your worst fears, and I had to face mine the moment my eyes met Prince Zayn's. And it was the turning point of my life, the point where I'm forced to face my own fears, and terrifying truth. To fight against the urge or crave more for it. To choose in between my love and my blood. Will I make it through alive? *This is my first fanfiction, so excuse my English please*

✓ Completed He always had everything he wanted handed to him in silver platter, except one thing he absolutely craves for. He was in the process of being groomed for the throne, had everything planned for his marriage and everything was going on just fine until the attacks started. Worried and concerned for his people, he goes out of his ways to unveil the mystery behind the attacks. But never in his dreams did he imagine to find everything he had desired for in one person and he knows it's forbidden.... He was a commoner, but nothing at all was common about him. After the loss he had went through, he tries to move on from it and look forward in his life. Life as commoner and living in a small town wasn't easy, and at the age of twenty one, he was left to bear his family and take responsibility for it. But what if someone comes along to turn his life upside down?