Hunter Evelyn is an unstoppable, cold-blooded killer. A professional assassin trained to do one thing, and one thing only: eliminate the target. Her next target is Harry Styles, the leader of a rival crime-invested drug gang who needs to be terminated. But what happens when Hunter's reluctance to kill him begins to grow? Will he find out about her previous heinous intentions? When demons from her past begin to inexplicably return and force her to face trauma she has tried so deeply to bury, it becomes clear to Hunter her Boss has discovered she isn't playing her part. And when Boss assigns a target, they will be eliminated under any circumstances. Even if that means taking down Hunter as well. -------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This story contains (from the start and continuously throughout) strong use of profanities, drug use, prostitution, death, graphic sex, mentions of sexual assault and other scenes some readers may find disturbing. Do NOT read if there is a chance this may trigger you. I do not condone any decisions or activities these characters partake in - they are strictly for entertainment purposes only. Neither am I suggesting these characters are in any way similar (excluding visually) to the real boys - this is a work of fiction. Copyright © 2014 by Izzy Alexander All Rights Reserved ® All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof in any form. No part of this text may be reproduced, transmitted, downloaded, decompiled, reverse engineered, or stored, in any form or introduced into any information storage and retrieval system, in any form or by any means, whether electronic or mechanical without the express written permission of the author.

"I have been watching you for a while now, my love" he whispered darkly in my ear. "Why are you doing this to me" I squeaked, earning a low chuckle from him. "Because" he said, moving his hands from the wall above my head and down my body, resting very low on my waist. "I can". ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Highest Rank: 1st in Fanfiction WARNING: Contains sexual content and mature language, read at own risk!! Copyright All Rights Reserved © fxckingpayno

Alexis chose the summer of 1996 to visit her Nonna in small, poorly known Clarkesville, Georgia. This year happens to be her favorite. Because a certain guy with ripped flannels, loose thick curls, and piercing green eyes won not only his thrilling illegal drag-races, but won the best trophy of them all. Her heart. [will contain mature content and much, much fluff]

|sequel to dEVIL| "I couldn't become the King of Hell if I still cared about you, so I became void."

"You know, most of us are just fallen angels, but some of us were just born in Hell," His deep voice utters, a small grin playing at his lips, and I know he's straight from Hell. NEWLY REVISED AND RE-WRITTEN VERSION BEING DONE NOW AND WILL BE AVAILABLE IN BOOK FORM SOON