"Don't speak. Don't move. Don't utter a sound. You are to be docile and compliant at all times, for this was arranged. You want to love him? You want him to love you? Then only listen to me," my mother said, long nails nearly scraping my nose as she pulled the black veil over my face. "Of course," I replied, rage boiling in my stomach. "What else can I do? You did manage to sell my soul to the devil, Madam Gwen." ♆War had been a constant factor in my coventry for the past half century. I didn't know why. I didn't want to know why, as long as my father had it under control. Our kingdom was on the precipice of victory and I was able to stay away from the whole war topic for the most part of my eighteen years of life. But then my father died. And my mother took over. I am to be married to the neighboring coven's prince, the son of the man who killed my father. T'was arranged and so foretold...♆

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.

She was created, not born. She likes to think she's normal. She's a agent, an agent who had her first kill at 2 yrs old. She is the only one of her kind. She has a mission to save the world. Can she follow through when her future love has a completely different mission, one of the enemy's side?