They reminded me of Peter Pan's Lost Boys, wild and rebellious, but all grown up in a way that could only be described in one word: sexy.

Elusive. Sexy. Lethal. Eternally infamous gun for hire Daisy Reyes is often referred to as all of the above, though what she's never been described as is boring. Posing as a pretty-in-pink florist by day, she doubles as a highly skilled mercenary by night, her talents frequently utilised by the likes of rich and powerful criminals. When Daisy hears that NYPD's newest and most promising detective, Riley Wolfe, has taken a particular interest in hunting her down, she will pull out all the stops to ensure her own continued survival. That includes going undercover as Detective Wolfe's newest room mate.

lol, just stop.

So moving to a new country meant a new everything. New job, new car, and of course, a new flat. And I managed to find one with two flat-mates to share with. Well... make that three. Because my new flat-mates just told me that we actually have a third person living here-- Louis Tomlinson-- but none of them have seen his face for months. No, he's not Slenderman. He's just anti-social. Painfully anti-social. Always keeps his face hidden in his Marvel hoodie, and he's always holed up in his room, tapping away on his computer. Or, at least that's what I think he does, judging from the electronic glow emanating from the crack of his door 24/7. My flat-mates warned me that it's impossible to interact with Louis. And me? Well I never back down from a challenge. I'm Niall Horan, and my next mission? Talking to Louis. Nouis, side LiLo and Zarry Collaboration with @-frustration Graphics: @zarrycupcake Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake, -frustration

Louis Tomlinson is a struggling, out of job actor who finally lands a possibly career changing role-- playing the boy-next-door boyfriend of a famous tv show's main playboy character for the whole season. The problem? Louis is straighter than a pole. But as showbiz is a tough business and this might just be his big break, he's going to have to suck it up and learn how to act gay.

Liam Payne is just your average fire-fighter. Strictly devoted to his job and loves it. His life is busy... but eh. He loves not having distractions. But maybe girls setting their kitchens on fire just so the sexy fireman can arrive and put out 'their' fire... yeah, that's not so average. Now comes in Zayn Malik. He's your typical peeping tom, the typical loner, perverted guy, who you never ever want to be neighbours with. Ever. And when Zayn, during one of his usual afternoons (that consisted of casually stalking- er- observing his sexy curly-haired neighbour from the crack of his curtain) notices said neighbour's house catch on fire, he's a bit shaken, naturally. But oh boy, that shake was nothing. 'Cos when Zayn lays his eyes on the sinfully sexy fireman that gracefully jumps out of the red fire truck, amidst the chaos, his arm muscles rippling, and the sturdy white hose grasped tightly in his strong and agile hands... yeah. Zayn simply can't help but eye-rape the hand-crafted masterpiece of God. Zayn is literally shaken, and not in the bad way. And now... why the fuck is he having morbid thoughts of setting his house, and especially himself, on fire? (Mainly Ziam, with slight Narry/Nouis.) (Highest Ranking: Humor #56 and FanFiction #124 on 23 Feb 14) © Copyright: All rights reserved. || zarrycupcake

19 year old Emily is meets Jack. A 20 year old youtuber from London and they immediately fall for each other. Everything is perfect. Until Jack's brother Finn admits he has feeling for her. The problem is, she can't say she doesn't feel anything back. Cover Art Created by escapefromyesterday http://www.wattpad.com/user/escapefromyesterday