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Vampire Louis Tomlinson has waited decades for a promotion, but when the job is steeped in archaic laws, he needs to find a willing human to fake a lifelong bond with him until he gets promoted and changes the law.
Enter Harry Styles; beautiful, dramatic, infuriating, and luckily, willing.
While Louis is pretty sure he can handle Harry for as long as it takes to get the new law passed, he soon realises he may have bitten off more than he can drink...
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“What?”
The priest lifts one shoulder, calm as anything. “I’m Louis,” he says, offering his hand.
“I thought it was just Father.”
He lets out a laugh. “Oh, Fuck no.”
Harry takes his hand then, the touch soft. He has good hands. Inked all over.
“I didn’t know priests could have tattoos.”
This is a love story.
BHFF prompt: fleabag fic AU where harry is fleabag and the author can decide everything -
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"“ENOUGH!”
In an instant, all the laughter died out.
All three of the boys turned halfway around to look at the man behind them.
And yeah, Harry knew that guy. Everyone in town knew Louis Tomlinson. When Harry was twelve, his older sister had almost slept with him despite him being a year under her. Then he slept with her friend instead, of course, so Gemma caught a lucky break, though she didn’t seem to appreciate it at the time. In fact, one could argue she missed out on a vital rite of passage. Few girls around her age had made it through school and out of town without rounding Louis Tomlinson’s bed."
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Based on prompt: 446.: Fuckboy Louis and sweet, innocent Harry. They fall in love and Harry feels insecure about his lack of experience in sex. A fic where Louis used to sleep around and is grumpy towards anyone but his baby Harry.
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“Behave, omega!” Louis exclaims firmly, close to using his alpha voice, his eyes red as he stares at the moon-eyed omega, “I am aware you are upset with me but there is no need for you to raise your voice. You can express your grievances with a lower tone, they would mean the same regardless.”
Harry shudders, stepping back. His inner omega fights him to surrender, to obey, to be a good omega and do as his alpha says. But, does he? Absolutely not.
Instead, Harry holds Louis’ gaze, steady and sharp as he stares back at him.
Quirking an eyebrow, Louis leans in and speaks sternly, “Try again.”
Harry clenches his jaw and inhales, muttering through gritted teeth, “I despise you with all my heart and soul, my dearest.”
Louis’ jaw ticks.
Harry smirks.
“Was the tone up to your preference, alpha?”
“It was.”
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Forced into a marriage to save his family’s honour, Harry lashes out with hatred, and Louis must endure the pain whilst falling deeper in love.
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Louis ’Blue Eyes’ Tomlinson is a thing of legend, a bit of a mystery really, a shadow in the fringes of the eye. There are rumors around the precinct that he wasn’t even born, just crawled out of the sewage left on the street after a strong storm. No one has ever attributed a good omen or a holy deed to him, not a decent quality to his lot. All except for Harry Styles, socialite butterfly and adopted son of high politician Simon Cowell, who lowers himself every once in a way to hang out with the gang.
When people begin to go missing and winding up mutilated, their parts having been ripped out, it begins a race against time to solve who is behind the attacks and why the bodies keep getting dumped in Louis' territory.