book of lies → l.s.

Even as one of the most prosperous romantic novelists in the twenty-first century, I sometimes suffered from lack of inspiration, too. I had overcome this obstacle a praiseworthy number of times in my seven-year-old career, but that day, the ninth of December, turned into a nightmare. I had to save myself from this trap immediately, so I embarked on an adventure in search for inspiration. And not long after that I found it in one boy with a pair of green diamonds for eyes and a heart that only beat for me. And I, as every other thief, took it.

AU, where Louis loses inspiration, but finds it in Harry and completes Book of Lies.