3,600 miles, 12 different states, all in five weeks. And all with a stranger. All I wanted was to get away. It had taken me a year to raise enough money for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and I didn't want to waste one second. But I never expected that I would meet Tom- the fun, kind, light-hearted traveler. A man was something I certainly didn't want in my life at that moment, but this particular man managed to burrow his way into my life, and decided that traveling as two was better than traveling alone. What Tom didn't tell me, though, was that he wasn't just the handsome traveler he had led me to believe. He was Tom Hiddleston; the incredibly charismatic, famous actor. And that... That changed everything. •••••• Cover by @ElliMau

Mackenzie Taylor is your average seventeen year old. She's sarcastic, she's wild, and she can be a bitch when she needs to be. When you put Mackenzie, her twin brother, and their three best friends in a car headed across the country, all of the sides to Mackenzie are shown. One month, five teenagers plus one (extremely hot) hitch-hiking stranger all in one car. In this month there will be a lot of screaming, fighting, laughing, accidents, sweatpants and thongs, and it all ends with Panic! at the Disco.

(Slowly editing) Anistyn Holmes, youngest sister to both Mycroft, and Sherlock Holmes, has the brains of both of them, she's also quite quirky too. But what about the side she doesn't talk about? The side she keeps hidden from her brothers, the side she got from serving in the army? She suddenly decides to become flatmates with her brother, since John moved out and moved in with his wife Mary. (I don't own any of the characters except Anistyn, please don't copy.) All Rights Reserved

I cursed myself. I was in love with him. My heart hammered inside my chest, as I repeated the words. I was in love with him. I could feel my mind scrambling to defend itself, but it didn't. I was in love with him. I was. I had spent so much time trying to hate him I had looked past the obvious. I was in love with Dezmond Collins. He just killed a man right in front of me, and I was still clutching onto him never wanting him to let me go. I lost everything because of him, my family, my life, everything. I was completely aware of him murdering innocent women and children, and yet I was also completely aware how much I didn't care. I was pathetic. I knew how much of a monster he was, but here I was falling head over heels. I was becoming infatuated with his very existence, and I hated myself for it. I hated him. I repeated those words to myself. I hate Dezmond Collins. Even I could hear how much of a lie that was. How could I ever love something like him? He was a monster. He was a ruthless, cold monster. What part of ruthless monster did my mind not understand? Every part of my body was warm being in his arms, yet my mind was screaming at me to stop. My mind was telling me how stupid I was being. I can't possibly begin to love a monster. He would never love me. He can't love, anyone or anything, so why am I getting my hopes up only to have them completely crushed? "Kendal" I was pulled out of my bubble of over-thinking, I looked up at him. "Are you going to let me go?" he asked me sounding irritated. I should. I should let everything go, I should leave here as soon as possible. I should run away and never return. Because I'm falling in love with a monster. My breath caught in my throat at the realization. I knew it was true no matter how much I denied it. No matter how much I avoided it. I knew how right I was. I was falling in love with Dezmond Collins. *Warning: This story is really frustrating but its worth it in the end*

The car stopped, "Gage" I said timidly, he looked at me and nodded telling me he was listening. "Why are you doing this? Taking me out." I clarified. "I like you" "And after you've gotten into my pants?" I asked bitterly, a look of pure rage crossed over his features. "Carter, I'm not here to get into your pants." He sounded strained I knew he was keeping himself from yelling right now. "Then why are you here?" "I don't know, you- you gave me a chance, you're different" he spoke his words making my heart physically hurt a little. "And no one has ever done that before. You damn near saw me a kill a guy and yet here you are battered and bruised giving me a chance" he motioned to me sitting in his car. "Carter I've never taken a girl out on a date before, I've never worried once about someone, I've never faced my fears for someone. I'm supposed to be selfish, I only do things for myself but here you come and you make me worry, and you make my head go blank and there's nothing I can do about it, and it drives me crazy" he spoke loudly out of frustration. That's the longest thing I've ever heard him say. Gage De'Marcos is the best underground street fighter in the business. One night he runs into Carter Chase, a student at a local college, and things get... well to say the least twisted. Gage is known for having toys, not committed relationships. He's dangerous and vulgar. Yet someone finally gives him a chance, and he's clutching onto her like his life depends on it. But he's claiming her heart at the wrong time in her life. She takes a cold bitter plunge into her past of contraband and every illegal activity possible. Can he possibly settle down? Can she stay away from her past? Can they survive each other's imperfections?

McKenzie Parker has a lot on her plate like the average high school student. But one unfortunate day at a diner she meets her mate. And he just happens to be King Thayne the devil's right hand man- no exaggeration. He's a demon, he's not just any demon; he's the Demon. The most absolute, without a doubt most powerful being on Earth. Complications arise when they start to get closer, as she learns about him she can't help but think that he's extremely dangerous. Well obviously he's a demon, who wouldn't? McKenzie doesn't want to be hurt, emotionally or physically, but is that really possible when your mate is an emotionless, cold, reserved being who doesn't know how to carry on a proper conversation due to a couple millennium of constant working for the guy downstairs?