I’m done with magic. For one thing, it’s invaded my life without asking permission. Can you say rude? But magic isn’t done with me. Sparks start flying and I can’t seem to stop setting dresses and lamps on fire. Then there are the other sparks, the ones that have to do with a certain green eyed neighbour – the one teaching me magic. Add that to the fact that there are suddenly people out there who are trying to either creep me out to death or just kill me the old fashioned way and you got my life in a nutshell (or maybe something bigger, like a coconut. Tristan would probably tell me to shut up and that it’s just an expression, but I would like to be clear: my life is way to complicated to fit in a nutshell). And I thought the hardest challenge of junior year would be finding my math classroom.

Personality Academy is an elite academy that only the accepted students can enter... Until a boy steps on the ground and is marked by a girl who has two faces. This girl, Kayla, and her friends take this boy on many adventures as they face conflict within team of whose loyalties lie where, and who will live and who will die.

One morning I woke up in a bank of snow, naked, helpless, a tiny little poor thing, not knowing who I am, not remembering anything. A mysterious organization that I never heard of, Byzantine, took me in. I was given new life, new purpose and most of all a choice of identity. Byzantine has two rules: One. Don't get caught. Two. If caught, the organisation takes no responsibility. Best case scenario: it's as if you never existed, Worst case scenario: You have to be eliminated in order to preserve the organisation's anonymity. I am for hire, I ask no questions, I do my job neatly and quietly. I go by different names, you might think you know me, but you're wrong. Some say I have blonde hair, some say brown. Some say I have gorgeous blue eyes, some say green. I look like your typical teenage girl, probably you have pass by me everyday, and for me that is the best disguise. No one suspects the young, vulnerable looking girl. But how would you react if the shy, vulnerable girl you see everyday was actualy a cold-blooded assassin? Someone who can take someone else's life for the right price? What if one day, everything you came to believe crumbles into dust? Everything you stood for was nothing but a tool for someone else's grand scheme? Should I try and seek the answers? Who's the enemy? Who to trust? Where does the lie begin? and most importantly...Where does it end? Am I ready to face my own ghosts? Am I ready to battle my own demons? Who am I? Now, I don't care how much I bloody my hands to reach the truth, cause in the end, its the only thing that will set me free. Follow me, as I walk down the bloody trail of love, faith, and betrayals: For Hire.

I let out a sigh, trying not to scream, '' Jace, just what are you doing?'' Long term jock boyfriend, Jace, has just crossed the line with Melody. Depressed and furious, Melody confides in Angel, her barbie-like best friend and her newly found best friend, Shawn. Will romance spark between Shawn and Melody? Or will a gruesome memory come back and haunt the heroine of the story? As Melody jumps through the hurdles of life, will she finally realize the shattering events circling around her, ultimately causing her insecure mentality. P.S I DO NOT OWN THE BOOK'S COVER PICTURE! :)