Louis Tomlinson X Reader Novels & Stories

she said without taking her eyes off the screen, "Ian and Charlie are going to fuck...” "I don't know what the hell you see in those stories,” Alex snapped next to Abbie finally looking away from Louis. "Everything is extremely impossible, starting with the heroes’ well-defined abs, who has eight of those anyway?" "Ian,” Eli replied with a shrug. "I don't see anything wrong with you reading those stories." The entire table fell silent, and even Elizabeth lowered the phone to gape at my husband. “What do you mean by that?” Paul asked, hallucinated, "You read romance novels?"

The Readers. The suited man stood at the room’s center, not fading now—he looked stronger than ever, his suit a deep blood-red. In his hand, he gripped a golden hammer. "The Creator has witnessed you!" he shouted up at the eyes. "But the story doesn’t belong to just her anymore! The Readers demand a trial! They want to decide if the Doctor and the Soul deserve happiness!" A giant screen floated in the air. Maya saw words fly fast across it: — Kill Julian! Makes the story thrilling!

“I still stand on my word. I am not strong, but there are those weaker than me.” Seeing that he was not going to yield, I gave up. “Whatever you say.” “What brings you around here? I imagined you were buried beneath thousands of books in the royal library,” he said and my cheeks flushed from his words. So, he was aware of my whereabouts all along. I was starting to think he did not care. “And I would be, if Louis had not insisted that I step outside and soak some sun,” I informed him. Morris stroked his chin, a wondrous smile playing at the corners of his lips. “You must have really scared him for him to send you away. Louis loves readers more than anyone in this world. He adores people that

"But you have a sister, don't you? Little Chloe. You wouldn't want to leave her to the cruel hands of the Volterras, would you?" Louis went still. His hands clenched into fists. Rolox smiled, satisfied. He picked up the book again, opening it to the first page. "Just try to relax," he said. "I'll read to you." And he began to read. Louis lay back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling, his ears filled with the sound of Rolox's voice, soft and steady, reading words that Louis could no longer make sense of. I'm trapped, he thought. I'm trapped, and I'm losing my mind, and no one is coming.

After letters or texts he'll put LR. Milo Tomas Young: Light brown hair that is styled in a short messy way, blueish-greenish eyes. He's slightly shorter than Lyle, only coming up to his shoulder. He is an ex-human and used to be the New York Best Seller for four years in a row, his books always having supernaturals in them. He is obsessed with the supernatural, vampires being his favorite. Ever since he was younger, his dream was to meet an actual vampire and try to be turned. Not being a full vampire yet, he doesn't really have a special ability, but he seems to be able to get Lyle to carry him everywhere. He loves his hair being played with, and he used to identify himself as straight, bu