As a B&B owner on the most remote of all the British Isles, Louis Tomlinson is used to spending the coldest half of the year in complete isolation, with his dog and the sea as sole companions. Until, one day, a mysterious stranger on a quest to rebuild himself rents a room for the winter.

[unedited] [finished] Harry was told what was expected from him. He was betrothed to the heir of the Tomlinson pack even before he was born. Surrounded and raised by biddable omegas, whose only purpose in life was to serve their alphas, he became one of their kind. He grew up being taught how to please his alpha, an alpha who he didn't know anything about, save for his name. Louis Tomlinson was his name. The almighty heir of the biggest pack of the UK. His name was well-known around the vicinity, being one of the fastest and slickest alphas, Louis was known for his fighting skills and political policies. Harry always took pride in having such an eminent and smart alpha. Louis was faceless, like a blank canvas for little Harry to mold his alpha whichever way he wanted. He often found himself dreaming of sleeping in his alpha's strong arms, sneaking inside his alpha's office when his alpha was supposed to finish work, distract his alpha from working a bit but also be his little muse. But of course, good things must come to an end. The little perfect fantasy that Harry had been thriving off to would just remain a fantasy at the last. He would still love his alpha. But his alpha wouldn't. °°° Larry with a side ship of Niam. All rights reserved, © saturnlarry 2021

The last thing Harry wanted was to spend his entire summer stuck with his dad's new fiancée and her kids. He wants no more when he learns she's a very religious dictator, raising a sixteen year old nun and a clean cut potential priest ass kisser. Everything takes a slightly different turn, however, when Harry finds out his future step-brother is actually the rude stranger he caught sucking off a guy in a pub, far from the reserved Christian his mom thinks he is... AU where Harry is a sexy nerd, Louis is a great actor, and they both pretend to hate each other's guts to convince themselves they're not feeling things future step-brothers shouldn't feel...

The year is 1934 and Harry Styles was to inherent the largest tobacco firm in the south. His parents have picked out the "perfect" girl for him to marry and he has the privilege of receiving the highest education possible. The problem was, Harry hadn't realized he didn't actually want any part of that future until he met a mechanic named, Louis Tomlinson. This story is not mine. Domesticharry(Lis) owns this story on ao3. All credits goes to her.

What happens when a baker and a graphic designer meet via a very specific Craigslist post? Fate, friendship, food, and maybe more. THIS IS NOT MY STORY. ALL CREDITS TO dolce_piccante ON AO3!!!!

After recovering from a severe accident that causes Harry to lose his memory of three years, he moves to London to start his life over as a star chef. Little does he know that when he falls in love with Louis at first sight, it's not the first time they meet. Featuring an unintentional game of hot and cold, Harry chasing memories that won't come back, Louis burying himself in work to try and forget what he can't forget, Liam being torn between two of his best friends, Zayn as a moral compass and Niall saving the day with good music and brutal honesty. **THIS IS NOT MY STORY** this lovely book is by green_feelings on Ao3, i uploaded it here so it's easier for me to read

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.

When Harry and Louis got together it wasn't under the best circumstances. Louis was taken by another. But go figure that the way they ended up together is the very same way it ended. And Harry left Louis. He left him with a lot more than he thought. A story about how people's misconceptions almost destroyed a love that went beyond measure.

Louis had thought that he'd enrolled himself into a normal, albeit a little out-of-the-ordinary English class when he signed up for "Imaginative English and the Arts." Maybe he'd just have to be a bit more creative than usual. He was always up for a challenge. When everyone was handed a sheet of paper and told to list the names of everyone in class from least to most favorite, Louis should have taken it as a hint to run as far away from that classroom as he possibly could. Or the one where Louis has to figure out 10 things he admires about Harry Styles, his self-proclaimed enemy, by the end of the school year. ** NOW REWRITTEN WITH BONUS SCENES - CHECK MY PROFILE FOR THE REWRITE **

"Daddy... Daddy that's Peter Pan." "Nate, love, don't point," Harry said softly, gently pushing his son's hand down and offering the man sitting across from them at the table an apologetic smile. "That's not Peter, he just-" "How did you know I was Peter?" the man interrupted him, whispering to Nate as if it was a secret just between them. "Are you one of my lost boys?" or Harry is on a cruise with his son, and meets a blue eyed man who happens to be a famous voice actor and singer for children's animated movies.