This year I was published. I still can't quite believe it when I say it out loud, but it happened and I have the paperback to prove it - a few actually - I bought a couple, I have one in every room. This is a little insight into how my Imagine came to be, what it felt like to pitch a story, have it approved and then have it published! GAHHH. It's every writers dream right!?

"So, then you are who I think you are?" I ask. He pulls the scarf down again to expose his mouth and gives me a wry smile. "Depends on who it is you think I am, I suppose." His face gives nothing away but there's a twinkle in his eye. I bite my lip feeling shy all of a sudden. "Um, I'm Francesca. My friends call me Frankie." I tell him. If it's not him then I can be on my way and home in ten minutes and he'll be just a lunatic hiker who picked the wrong month to go explore the great outdoors. Then he'll freeze and die and I'll have a strangers death on my conscience and not the death of an A-list actor I've had a crush on for ten years. "Nice to meet you Frankie," he says. "I'm Tom. But my friends call me Tommy. I'd shake your hand but I reckon I might lose it you know? It's probably halfway gone already." He flexes his fingers to check the life in them. And I'm no longer calm. Ok. So this was happening. I'd been stopped by a hitchhiking Tom Hardy on a remote desolate island in the middle of a bloody snowstorm. You just never knew the minute did you? ****************************************************** Just a fun A/U FanFic about the god that is Tom Hardy. This is A/U. Tom is not married in this universe. In my fantasy universe he's married to me. In another universe he's a sexy pirate. In another universe he's the emperor of a kingdom of dogs (woof) ... you get the gist. IT'S A VALENTINES FANTASY. Hope you enjoy! Please remember to vote! ❤❤❤

Things have changed since Kyle Donovan was a kid. When you happen to be a famous rockstar, what you ate for breakfast has already been broadcast to the world before you've even had a chance to digest it. The hashtag gangs own Twitter and the fans have all the power. And now, unfortunately for Kyle he's trapped in a lift with one and the lights have gone out. I'm your biggest fan.......

They say the end of the world started in a military lab. Some poor bastard who'd agreed to take part in one of those experiments-for-cash programs, signing his body and blood away, all the in the name of science, just so he could afford to buy food for his kids. 'They were all meant to be given placebos', they said. Except he wasn't given a placebo. He was given something else, something terrible, whether on purpose or by accident, I guess we'll never know, but what I do know is that it never started with him. It started with her. With Alice. My Alice.

**FEATURED STORY JULY 2018* **WATTPAD HQ READ OF THE WEEK AUGUST 2018* **WATTYS 2018 WINNER** Casey Brogan is on a mission to self-destruct. Whether it's booze, drugs or men, she's spiralling out of control and stepping over the line, to destroy the demons of her past and herself in the process. Ethan Drake isn't looking to be anyone's saviour. He has enough demons of his own and a legacy he'd do anything to avoid. Following a near-fatal overdose, Casey discovers a world beyond the one she knows, one where dark creatures wage an age-old war and where nobody is who they appear to be. Now hunted by those who want their world to remain a secret, she must decide whether she can put her trust in Ethan, or whether he is just as much a threat as those that want her dead. After a lifetime of trying to destroy herself, Casey is about to do just about anything to keep herself alive.

He was dangerous, she knew it. That kiss confirmed it. But not the kind of dangerous where she feared for her safety. Oh no, this was a decadent kind of dangerous. One she could quickly become addicted to. The kind she could end up dying for. Abigail Lane was a woman on the run. Ambiguity her closest friend. New York seemed the perfect place to hide, and disappear amongst the throngs of faceless people. By keeping her head down, and never drawing attention to herself, she managed to succeed at remaining hidden. That is until her world collided with Adam Steele. The man who refused to let her keep running. Adam was the master of his universe. The business world feared him, colleagues revered him, and women fell at his feet. But none of it inspired him, and all of it left him cold. Adam's life had become stuck in a meaningless professional stupor, and he was slowly losing himself along the way. That is until a chance meeting with a spunky waitress from Brooklyn changed his outlook on life forever. Both their lives transformed when fate stepped in one pivotal night, forcing opposites to attract. Abby couldn't seem to escape the disarming CEO who ignited a passion he wouldn't let her ignore. As new feelings begin to awaken inside, her past comes back to haunt her, threatening everything she held dear. Suddenly, Adam found himself in the middle of intrigue, danger and drag queens. Can Adam discover her secrets in time to protect her and stop Abigail, who gave him the one thing his money couldn't buy, from running again?

'Praying for the Devil?' With the war between the vampires and Varúlfur more brutal and blood-thirsty than it has ever been, Megan Garrick has been forced to seek sanctuary with the one person she hoped she would never have to turn to. By her side is her ever-constant companion, Lucius, the little boy who holds the key to opening the Gates of Purgatory and behind those gates awaits The Smiling Man himself. Now Megan fights a race against time to find the one being that can help her win the war once and for all. But where do you even begin to search for an Archangel? It seems the answers could lie within the journal of a seventeenth-century vampire and Megan just has to identify all the clues. Can she find them all before the Gates are opened?

Startled eyes turn to face me, and my mind confirms what my heart already knows. I would recognize those gentle green eyes, dark eyebrows, the strong chin covered in sexy scruff and shaggy mane anywhere. Isaac's back in town. He is just as beautiful to me now as he was all those years ago. If anything, time has improved him. Last I heard, he started a nonprofit to build schools in Africa. Why has he finally come back after all this time? We are locked in a stare that seems to transport us to another place and time, until at last, his gaze breaks away. ______________ Beth Malcolm is pinning all her hopes on winning the Next Big Thing competition that will not only launch her business, but help her save her beloved family home. Things quickly become complicated when the business mentor assigned to her turns out to be her exfiance. Loosely based Jane Austen's story, "Restless Hope" is a modern Persuasion meets Shark Tank. I update every Friday. Enjoy! ©2016 Sarah Benson

'Whitechapel. The East End of London. Streets of tawdry degradation and grisly dark crimes of unlimited horror.....' From the comforts of London's middle class suburbia, to taking refuge in an old abandoned asylum in Whitechapel, Megan's life has changed immeasurably since meeting the vampire, Harper Cain. Now living with Harper, his blood brother Garrick and Garrick's gang of mercenaries, Megan finds herself at the centre of an age-old war between the vampires and their enemies, the lycan-esque Varúlfur. Still struggling to cope with the turn her life has taken, Megan discovers that not only is she unable to escape the ghosts of her past, but she is going to have to contend with some very dark revelations about her future. A vampire with the history of Whitechapel running through her veins she might be, but Megan will soon learn that there are far worse things to be frightened of than ghosts.

'I was falling. And he was going to catch me. I just knew he was.' For Megan Walden, life is all about perfection. She's the perfect friend, the perfect wife, the perfect office dogsbody, but what happens when she makes a decision that cracks the glass protecting her perfect little world? During a night-out in the shadow of her effervescent best friend, Megan meets Harper Cain and is instantly intrigued by the mysterious tattooed rocker-type with his trace of Bostonian accent and brooding darkness that lurks behind his smile. Knowing instinctively that she is playing with fire, and yet finding herself inexplicably drawn to the irresistible Harper, Megan embarks on a course that will destroy the foundations of her whole world and force her to question everything and everyone she has ever known. Plunging headlong into a nightmare she cannot stop, Megan realises too late that playing away with a mysterious stranger is the least of her worries. It's time for her perfect life to come to an end Will Harper catch her? Or will Megan be able to save herself?