Gangs. That was the one thing that had ruined Evelyn Summers life since the start. With her brother being the leader of “The London's Eyes,”growing up in a world of cruelty was something Evelyn Summers had to become accustomed to. But thing's about to get a whole lot worse. Gangs are starting to form all over London- with the intention of destroying London's Eyes. What will happen when the leader of the most powerful gang offers protection in exchange for Evie? Will Evie be able to survive Sebastian King? She just might have to- because as we all know, Sebastian isn't planning on letting her go any time soon. +++++ Our breaths were heavy and ragged, our chests skimming against each other. "You're no good for me." I whispered, my eyes searching his emotionless ones. "Well that's just too bad, now is it?" +++++

Every King needs a Queen. Sebastian isn't going to let his slip away, no matter how hard she tries. +++++ Sequel to Million Dollar Man

Kira Stryker never thought she'd ever be near gangs again--that was until her boss had her on a plane to Europe to take down London's most notorious gang, "The Kings". Callum Bell, the treasured fighter of the Kings is an infamous gangster with a cocky attitude. He will do anything to protect the gang. But what happens when two of the most dangerous people in the world, a mercenary and gangster, meet? Will anyone of them be able the do their job? Or will things get a little heated? © Copyright at Muses_ 2014 All rights reserved. B D B ➳Action #84

For all of her life, Cara Stryker had been sheltered in the comforts of her home, and lived in complete discipline under her mother's strict rules. But finally reaching the age of freedom, at eighteen years old, Cara deliberately goes off on a trip to London she knew her mother would never agree on. Things take a turn for the worst when she discovers the influx of crime, a dangerous gang leader, and getting lost in London. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ "Cara?" he tested the name on his lips. "Do you know who I am?" I shook my head. The man in front of me had black hair, and dark eyes that held no mercy. They weren't hazel, nor tan. Not even brown. They were dark, too dark to predict a color. "You will," he said to me. "After the next hour and a half you will." ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ © Copyright at Muses_ . All rights reserved. A C T I O N - - - - #10