•• B O O K I S O N H O L D •• The MI6 is Britain's strongest source for foreign information, which is why it is employed with the UK's most intellectual and skilled agents in the field. The agency ensures the country's safety, as well as chaos. Their number one priority is to establish as much allies from around the globe, to surveil and survive. But of course many of these agents don't make it out alive. ••• Harry Styles: 23: Male: Profession- Former agent and special force assassin, specifically trained and skilled for assassination missions and undercover work for the United Kingdom. Elliot Desessare: 19: Female: Profession- New addition to the MI8 as a professional hacker. She remains in Witness protection from the outside world due to her recruitment and dangers of her identity leaking. •••• Both are very different as you can see. Both have been trained to fit separate categories that are vital to save as many lives as possible, as well as to end many that are a threat to the system. But the one thing that makes them distinct also connects them as a compatible source and valuable targets. Which brings us back to the beginning: Elliot and Harry are also very similar in a way, a very uncomplicated way: They are both wanted dead. ••••• ©YvesSaintNarry

{book 4} - ❝ All women are the same. One day they say they love you, that they are gonna be with you forever; the next they meet someone else, someone who can be with them when they need it, someone who shares their world. And then they tell you “but we can still be friends.” Yeah, you know what I think of that? Fuck you. That’s what I think. ❞

[✓] ∥ "Cloe." "Cloe?" "Yes, Cloe." "...As in Lorena Cloe?" "How many Cloes do we know?" The taller of the two college boys looked across the bar, at the brunette who was sitting at a table in the corner. She was drinking Coke and talking to her friend, which he recently realized is a routine of hers. He knew her well; from the hallways, as well as class. He knew she spent days with her head in a book, or talking to the same group of people. There was nothing really special about her, nor did she catch anyone's eye for longer than five seconds. It confused him how she seemed to like it that way. He also knew that she was not just hard to get, but nearly impossible to. For someone as confident as him, he doubted himself quite a bit when it came to her. Nevertheless, he turned to his friend, a relaxed and casual look on his face, making him seem almost bored. "Deal." - Watty Awards 2013 Winner - Copyright © 2013 by funkystyles

"A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover."- Charles Bukowski.

In which a boy-unlucky college girl receives a rather, erotic picture message on accident. Highest Rank: #3 bRO Copyright © Michella 2015. No translations pls cover by me Re-make in my works :)

❝choose your last words, this is the last time 'cos you and i, we were born to die.❞