It all starts with a 19 year old girl who has a normal life with great friends and the best family-- NOT. She doesn't even remotely have anything close to a normal life; being brought into a world of guns and blood at the mere age of 16. She has no friends whatsoever, no family, and lives alone in a way too big house. She was brought into the organization, trained to be an agent. They told her she was selected by random, but, 'Why me?' Is all she can ever think. She had every reason to think that, considering her background, no family, nothing; although maybe that's why they "chose" her? She is now on her 13th kill, and well, when they say 13 is an unlucky number, they are damn right. Target: Ashton Vincent Ledger -Last known ID name. AKA Thomas Worthington Jenkins, Devin Alexander Thayker; more names to be discovered. They give her a list of everything they know about him, anything that might help her track him down. She looks at the photo of his last ID and whistles to herself, 'so it's a pretty boy, hey?' First actual encounter with Ashton turns out not so great. Let's just say it's not some pretty boy; he is a pretty boy with underestimated skill. Add to the list dashingly charming, cunning, and tricky. He knows that she's onto him; she knows that he realizes, but what she doesn't realize is that he is always going to be three steps ahead of her. Capturing her target proves to be difficult when he is sly and luring, and one, unexpected night with him definitely assures her of that. Later on she realizes that he may be innocent after all. That everything she was told about him is a lie and that something fishy is going on in the organization. But what happens when all of your life you are told you can't trust anyone, only to find out that one guy can make you question what you've been taught and told? Well, 13 is definitely not her lucky number, that's for sure © 2014 Nicole Robbie All Rights Reserved

Jesabel is a liar. When her only friend mysteriously disappears, she does what comes naturally. She keeps her truth from the world. Without warning, she is thrown into a web of lies far more dangerous and lethal than anything she could imagine. With an annoyingly charming boy by her side, can she unravel what she refuses to tell - the truth? WHITE LIES HAS BEEN REVISED, EDITED AND REWORKED! Happy late new year, friends! I'd like to take this opportunity to announce that White Lies, a story that has been up and running on Wattpad since 2011, has been re-written and revised for the coming decade. What does this mean? This entails the same characters you know and love, with better flow, better writing, more nuanced character development, more mature content, and entirely different plot lines. Jesabel's character has changed drastically since I last introduced her to the world (nearly NINE years ago! yikes!), and I wanted to make this story a more nuanced and modern take. When I had written White Lies, I had been just 14 years old. And I've done a ton of growing, learning, and unlearning over the years. This means that my characters have grown and developed with me. If you are an old friend and re-reader - welcome, and please enjoy the same old story you love with a brand new take! If you have started along this White Lies journey beginning in December and all throughout January, you might have read a half-edited and half-original version of the story. So please feel free to re-read at your leisure! I won't bite, I promise.

It's Hailee Windor's 18th birthday. Part of a shooting, she dies on the evening of one of the biggest days of her life thus far. What she doesn't know when she wishes for one more chance to tell her best friend, Brent, that she loves him, is that she will have to wake up tomorrow. And it will be June 6th once again. And so will the next day. And the next day. And every single day after that. She loves Brent. But when Alex comes along, it all changes. Will her best friend win the battle for her heart, or will this handsome stranger steal victory from him? What would you do if you had one more day? Would you laugh louder, play longer, love deeper? Would you regret anything you did? Chose the last thing you say to someone wisely. Because you never know when it will truly be the last word. The day you die is one you never remember. But what if you were forced to never forget? Forced to have to relive every second of it for the rest of your life? Hailee made a wish that forced that burden on her, but could she be choosing her own self destruction by not saying three simple words? Her story is truly one you will never forget...

My name is Anna Marie Cortez. I'm sixteen years old. A year ago I was no different than you are. And now... And now I reside in Glover Dale Mental Institution a.k.a the freaking nut house. Let me guess, your wondering why? Well apparently I tried to drown my baby sister in our family's bath tub ...Or so they say. My memory of that night is still a little fuzzy...