They say a successful marriage requires falling in love more than once, always with the same person. Nadia has witnessed pain in various ways, even having her own share in the past. During a night where she thought she and the love of her life would be filled with happiness, pain and the fear of the unknown is what dawns upon them. How will Nadia face the fact that her husband has no memory of her and is stuck in a time where he believed love was not for him? #1 Charles I 02.16.23 #4 F1 | 02.26.23

[Mr Series #1.5] ❝ insolent boy, this world does not belong to you ❞ Waking up naked, next to an equally naked stranger wasn't something Autumn Redwood was proud of and definitely wasn't some sort of deranged hobby. A night fuelled by champagne and lustful glances is not what Autumn wants people to know about, under any circumstances. That proves difficult, however, when she realises the 'stranger' really wasn't a stranger at all. No, it just had to be the one person she was forbidden to go near. The one person strictly off limits. Her brother's best friend. Noah Ramirez. With his play boy reputation weighing on her and her own inability to open up, she finds the whole physical with no strings attached thing ideal. Only, when the line between 'just sex' and 'something more' blurs and suspicions arise, she realises maybe having sex with her brother's best friend wasn't her finest idea. But did she regret it? Fuck no.

"I can see him staring, like he's just his understudy, like he'd get his knuckles bloody for me." I whispered to Libby. "He probably would. Grayson Hawthorne loves you, even after you left, even now that you've found someone new." Libby didn't meet my eyes as she spoke. The Inheritance Games belongs to Jennifer Lynn Barnes. Only my original storylines and characters belong to me.

"With all due respect sir, adding a new member to this team will only slow us down." "On the contrary, if anything your team will slow her down." *** She's the ghost story you tell around a camp fire. The monster that hides in your closet. The nightmare that wakes you from your sleep. She's the definition of the word 'deadly'. She never smiles, never shows any emotion other than a blank stare. Unless, she's pissed, then it shows. She doesn't trust any of the other agents, only the chief. She doesn't play nice with others. She's a solo agent, always works alone, but that's about to change. Respect her and she'll take a bullet for you. Mistreat her and she'll put a bullet in you...if you're lucky. She's Agent 13... ***Book 1*** Highest Ranking: #1 in Action

[The Mr Series #1] ❝oh, you silly girl. didn't they ever tell you?... rich boys don't have hearts.❞ Don't speak to them. Don't go near them. Don't breathe within 3 feet of them. The prestigious Attwood Academy was home only to the richest and most regal teenagers not only in Britain, but in the entire world. However, there is a particular group that separate themselves from the rest; only the most admired, most sought after group, and they don't want 'commoners' to pollute their air. The Elites. They could end you without even touching you. That's why Jolie stayed away... sort of. ___ COMPLETED p.s. this is the first draft and so I will be thoroughly editing it (eventually) (BOOK #1.5 IN THE MR SERIES IS ON MY PROFILE)