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.

„Irgendwie glaube ich dir diese Nummer nicht." - „Welche Nummer?" - „Vorlaut, Frech, der harte Eishockeyspieler." - „Du meinst meinen Charakter?" - „Ja, zumindest nicht alles davon." stimmt er zu. Verwirrt sehe ich ihn an. „Du kennst mich gerade mal seit ein paar Tagen? Wieso denkst du bitte, du wüsstest wer ich bin und dass ich eine Nummer spiele?" möchte ich von ihm wissen. „Zum einen, weil du mich die ganze Zeit vorhin in der Bar angeschaut hast, als wäre ich der Nachtisch und zum anderen, weil ich seit geschlagenen fünf Minuten meine Hand auf deinem Oberschenkel liegen habe und es dich offenbar nicht stört." antwortet er trocken und da merke ich es auch.

••complete 2014•• once upon a time there lived a beautiful prince, who lived in a beautiful castle. one day he stumbled upon the most beautiful boy he had ever seen and he decided they were going to live happily ever after

Harry is 16 when he finds out he won't ever be able to see anymore. Deprived of his eyesight, life is terribly tasteless and worthless. Full of hope for a fresh start, his family moves in another town. In the house across the street, Louis, a 18 year old boy, runs after an unreachable image of perfection. Perfect boyfriend and friend, perfect son and brother, perfect student. When his mother asks him to help the new boy, he has no other choice than to agree, because that's who he is. Although Harry is sightless, he seems to be the only one to see how broken Louis is. ⚠ ⚠ ⚠ May be triggering. This story contains descriptions of mental disorders. Please, be safe. ⚠ ⚠ ⚠

I won't stop until that boy is mine ©All Rights reserved. Danny Knight

❝Say something, I'm giving up on you. I'll be the one, if you want me to. Anywhere, I would've followed you. Say something, I'm giving up on you.❞ [warnings: strong language & sexual content]

••complete 2014•• harry is mourning and louis has bad habits

I was captivated, but he was all too good at his profession: Harry Styles, Playboy. © wrenadler, All Rights Reserved. (Larry with some Ziam)

Louis is a principal dancer with The Royal Ballet. When his rival, moody dance prodigy, Harry, joins the company, old wounds are reopened and old passions reignited. During the company's production of Swan Lake the secret that doomed their love is finally revealed, but will it be too late? [COMPLETED]

"But we all know I can make anyone fall in love with me." "Anyone huh?" Louis nodded. "Well let's make this interesting with a bet. I bet you that I can make you find someone who won't fall in love with you." "Do you know who yet? Stanley looked around until his eyes landed on someone. "Yes." "Who?" "Harry Styles." ---------- Harry is quiet. He never stirs trouble. He doesn't want to cause anymore problems in his already-ruined family. He doesn't have friends because he doesn't want people to know how bad his life is. Louis is the typical pampered rich boy with a large penis. He would literally shove that thing in any one to feel something. Anything. He enjoyed being loved, but could never seem to love back. So when a bet is made, Louis has to make Harry fall in love with him. Harry make Louis feel things without having to have meaningless sex. It was only a simple bet. © larrywanks