Hunter, a street kid turned FBI agent, is ordered to befriend Calvin Black. But as they grow closer, she realizes Calvin cares more about her than the FBI. Hunter Ashley was taken off the streets as a teen and brought into a highly secret FBI program that's turned her into a full-fledged agent. She is assigned, alongside the brooding agent Micah, to befriend Calvin Black, the son of the notorious Christopher Black. Hunter does her best to hide her survival training inside a typical high school, only she's developing feelings for Calvin, and it looks like Micah is starting to crush on her. In a world where a single mistake can prove fatal, Hunter has to figure out who she can trust, or she'll end up back on the streets. [[word count: 60,000-70,000 words]]

"Stop, Megan!" I heard Skye call after me. I could hear the desperation that laced her voice. But I couldn't bring myself to turn back. How had I let myself get into this? How did I let myself fall in love with my best friends sister? This was all kinds of fucked up. "I said stop!" She raised her voice, pulling on my arm slightly. I could feel the similar sparks and tingles, but given the situation, I denied myself the pleasure of succumbing to the pleasure of it. "Turn around....look me in the eye, and you tell me yourself, you don't love me." "I can't." I said softly. Finally allowing myself to look up into her bright green eyes. "I.....can't." "That's what I thought." Was all I heard before she slammed her lips onto mine. And in this moment, it was as if nothing else mattered.

REBEL HEART Luxury never made me happy. It's just a distraction from this solitary world, only filling the shallow holes and never satiating the emptiness deep in my soul. At the end of the day, after the fleeting feeling of happiness had gone, I still find myself craving for something, aching for one thing that could make me whole. Million dollar question is: What could that be? Could it be something I don't have? Could it be someone I've never met? My name's Gab and I was sent to Chicago to fulfill my Uncle's wish and somehow escape this predicament. Then I ask myself, will I find it here? Do all roads take you to the right places? And in the event of finding it, will it make me whole, complete or even happy?

It was then, when she said those horrible words, that I finally obliged to what my mind told me. "Build a shield around that damn heart, lock it, and throw the key away." Sure, I was never really that happy - but it was so much better than being miserable. One of the greatest benefits being the fear that my new attitude brought. Because everyone knows not to mess with Genevieve Rogers, she'll break your wrist or something. Even the new kids knew that. Sadly my reign of terror came to an end after a couple years or so. All because of this girl. And I don't know if it hit her in the head or something, but I just hate that she found that damn key.