**The timeline is from 2016 to May of 2018 & is a little messy** 16 year old Maisie has always been the quiet, invisible girl. Until Friday night, her and her older brother got into a nasty argument leaving her angry and careless. Before she left for the party that night, she's never had a drop of alcohol or didn't even know what a "body shot" was. She messages her close friend about a party. She goes, has a drink. She wakes up the next morning with a pounding headache, naked, and in bed with Darren, your typical player. Two weeks later Maisie finds out she's pregnant with Darren's child. Darren, the guy who took her first kiss that night. Who took her virginity that night. Who she's going to have a baby with. Who is the father. Who made her little bundle of joy.

"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

Meet Lana. A professional third wheel at her finest. You would think being the school's power couple third wheel has its perks. But really, she's just faced with a shit ton of making out everyday. Her loud, feisty attitude gives off a too crazy first impression for what you would assume would be a quiet camera chick. As a well rounded girl, Lana chooses to stay out of the center clique, despite being the co captain of the cheer team. But with all her third wheel qualities and all, Lana soon finds out her whole high school career isn't based on the limelight of just her popular friends. Reason: Grayson Christensen

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"You'll be fine?" I shrieked. "You just got freaking stabbed! You're letting out more blood than a girl on her period! You are not going to be fine! I have to call the police. No wait, I have to call an ambulance! Oh my God, why didn't I think of that before? Stupid, Genevi-" "Stop talking!" he growled, turning away. I wrung my hands together in panic, trying to calm myself down. "I can take care of this, kitten. Leave me alone. It's just a small wound. Not like I haven't been stabbed before." he muttered the last part. "What?!" "Leave." he growled. I stared at him, unable to close my mouth. I had never seen someone get stabbed before. Heck, I had never seen someone get into a fight before. Ever. The only violence I had experienced was in movies. It was unfortunate for me that I found out how I would react in a danger situation like this. And by react, I mean completely flip the hell out. *LANGUAGE WARNING*

"I love you, Ashton" I whispered to his sleeping face, being careful so he doesn't hear. Quickly kissing him on the cheek, I run away knowing that he can't know, and he will never know. I'm in love with my bestfriend. "Diana?" Ashton's voice stops me. Tears threaten to fall down, but I push them away. "Yes?" "Could you please call Mel?" He replies. I nod and walk away.