"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

♥ Astrid ♥ Gunshots. Karate moves. Flipping through languages so fast that my brain struggled to catch up. These had been as familiar to me in the six years I had been in training as a school bell or sound of a teacher's voice might be to anyone else. At sixteen, I had seen more death than I cared to talk about. But what could I say? That was what life as a teenage spy was. And as part of America's little-known espionage agency Delta, that was what I had become accustomed to. But I couldn't have known that things were about to change. A new assignment came up, and though I was with people I had known for years, this one would change things so that my life would never be the same. A drug dealer, working undercover in France. People from my past, popping up in the most unexpected places. And the boy with the blue eyes, who could be completely for me or utterly against me; often, I didn't know which. This was one assignment that would stay with me forever. But, of course, I didn't know that as I headed in...to pure Hell. Welcome to Delta. Now that you're here, good luck getting out.

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𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐋𝐞𝐚𝐡 𝐀𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐧, 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 "𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐲" 𝐨𝐧 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥: 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞. She never has. What she did know, however, was how to conduct extensive research on any topic she desired. So, if research is what it took to keep her promise... That's exactly what she would do. Besides, with a movie deal on the line...how hard could it be? 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐞... After the release of his last movie Robin woke to find his "rising star's" status had fallen to "reckless rover" overnight. So, when he heard that his studio was forming a film contract with a budding Romance writer, one the public adored, it sounded like the perfect opportunity to get back in everyone's good graces. Besides, he had been acting his whole life. How hard could a little romance be? 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐮𝐩 to write the "romance novel of the century" what ensues is chaos, confusion, and endless comedy... but that's to be expected in Research: Romance.

Leah Stokes is determined to get a spot in one of the most prestigious internships programs in the country. The problem is she's been applying each year, yet hasn't gotten far enough in the process to even garner an interview. It's her Junior year and time is running out if she wants to kickstart the career of her dreams. When she finds herself in the same class as the CEO's son- charming quarterback, Nate Holloway, she's determined to convince him to put in a good word for her. Nate has an even better idea, he'll guarantee her a spot, but only if she'll help him pass all his classes this semester. Nate's star doesn't shine as bright off the football field as it does on it, and he's found himself on the verge of academic suspension after a lackluster semester. He needs Leah's brain power as much as she needs his connections, even though he finds her to be a uptight know-it-all and she finds him to be a vapid egotist. As they spend time together, they realize there's more to each other than meets the eye, but with so much riding on their partnership, one bad judgement could ruin both of their for goals for good.

Down. Set. Hike. After being cheated on by her husband, Blair Sullivan and her two kids packed up and moved to Nashville, Tennessee for a fresh start alongside her best friends Bri and John-Baptiste Boudreaux. Blair spent her days at Bri's award winning coffee shop doing the marketing while also managing her own blog and social media accounts that went along with her "influencer" career she had stumbled into. Life was simple. Things were calm. But then, life threw her a Hail Mary of a pass when Jax Elliot, quarterback of the Nashville Wildcats, came walking into the coffee shop. Will Blair take a chance on the supermodel serial dating quarterback or guard her heart from what she knows would be a heartbreak that she might not come back from? Jax Elliot had it all. Pro football career. Multi-million dollar endorsement deals. Supermodels from around the globe vying for his heart. But after becoming a dad, he decided he wanted more for him and his daughter than what fame had to offer. Heading to pick up his best friend and favorite wide-receiver, John Baptiste Boudreaux, for practice, Jax wasn't prepared for the case of love at first sight that tackled him when he walked into the coffee shop and ran right into Blair Sullivan. Is Blair the one he has been looking for or will a supermodel ex coming back into town pull him back to his old ways? It's time for kickoff. Let's play some football.

"You make me want to do things to you." He mumbles, his brown eyes never straying from mine. "What?" I whisper, nervous yet at the same time my heart pounds with excitement and anticipation. "Do you want to know what kind of things?" His low tone matches mine as he brings his face closer and I find myself robbed of speech due to our proximity. Taking my silence as his sign, he continues to lean closer. His lips caress my ear as he says "Things like this." Suddenly I feel something wet and thick being dumped onto my hair, soon the liquid drips down onto my shirt. Is that paint? Blue paint proceeds to slide down onto my shirt and my eyes widen when I hear Caleb howling with laughter. "Caleb fucking Carter!" I bellow and before I know it he breaks into a run, still laughing. ________________ Highest Rankings #1 - projectbadassgirls #1 - humor #8 - badboy