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“They send the omega now?” Harry muttered, dripping disdain.
“Louis Tomlinson,” Louis replied cheerfully, stepping closer to the bed. “Not the omega, thanks. I’m just Louis. You’re not the alpha, are you?”
“I can be the alpha if you insist,” Harry shot back curtly.
Louis raised a brow. “What are you, a savage? Our parents gave us names for a reason. If you’re feral, I’ll just let you loose in the wild and save everyone the trouble.”
That earned him a startled look. “Are you even allowed to speak to patients like that?”
Or- Louis Tomlinson is a sassy omega nurse at OneHeart Amputee Rehabilitation Center. He doesn’t do hand-holding or pity parties—he drags his patients back to life whether they like it or not.
Harry Styles is a soldier who jumped on a grenade and lived, but came out scarred, stubborn, and determined not to be helped.
In the wreckage of war, through insults, banter, and the slow stitching-together of trust, they find something neither expected: love.Or- One of them is going to break first. (Spoiler: it’s not Louis.)
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The man blinked slowly, like someone trying to make sense of a particularly loud bird. “Hmm. Can I help you?”
Louis threw his hands up. “Yes, you bloody can! Listen, Curly—some of us are trying to sleep! It’s two in the morning, not an audition for the tragic ghosts of the Philharmonic!”
The man’s brows lifted, mildly.
Louis kept going, because apparently he couldn’t stop now. “So unless you’re planning to serenade the moon to death, could you maybe take your sad piano concerto to, I don’t know—someone’s basement? Preferably one without neighbors, or better yet, cows.”
The man looked at him, head tilted slightly, curls falling into his eyes, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
“You think cows like Chopin?”
Or- Louis is a vampire who wants three things: silence, blood bags, and the sweet release of eternal indifference.
Enter Harry — his new neighbor who wears silk robes, flirts with delivery men, and plays piano at 2 a.m. like he’s auditioning for Vampire Idol.
They should hate each other. Instead, they fall in love.
Or- A vampire rom-com about eternal life, emotional repression, and one neighbor who won’t stop being gorgeous and loud about it.
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21 Mar 2026
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