Faith Mitchell was never confident. She was happy to blend into the background, much to the protest of her friends. At 16, her life was a normal teenage cliche. She was in love with Jace, the obnoxious player who she couldn't have, and her biggest worry was whether or not he would finally come to his senses and see that she really was the one for him. That is until she is kidnapped and recruited by a secret agency of assassins. She is torn away from her normal teenage life and thrown into a world of guns, knifes and criminals. The agency mold her into the perfect killing machine, and at 19 she is no longer the shy girl that was snatched away from her uncomplicated life, but a ruthless killer who will stop at nothing to complete whatever mission she is on. Then, the agency has a new mission which involves Faith returning to her hometown, and facing her friends, family and the very boy who broke her heart just before it turned into stone. What will happen once Faith comes face to face with Jace? Will the obnoxious player be able to reach out and get the old Faith back without pressing any of her wrong buttons, considering that the shy girl he once knew now has a gun. (WATTY AWARDS 2011) (THE FICTION AWARDS 2017) ©makeandoffer

(Warning: This virtual book contains torture, slight depression, sexual scenes, vulgar language, and certain other things. If you are one of the faint of heart or do not wish to find these books, I suggest you click away. Reader discretion is advised.) He laughed lightly, the sound laced with amusement and slight curiosity. "How cute..... But why shouldn't I?" He asked, eyeing her with his dark eyes in a small and playful way. "Well if you don't, then I'll tie you to the bedpost, like I said earlier." She warned, her own eyes filled with seriousness as she placed a hand onto his still clothed chest, keeping herself close to him. She was brave and bold, even dominating when needed, and Dark couldn't help but admire that. He leant close, his own condescending smirk staying light with amusement, his lips growing closer to hers, though he kept himself distant. "Now is that a threat, or a promise?" He questioned, his gaze never leaving those deep brown orbs that had somehow entranced him. She simply chuckled at this, her own seriousness fading into a calm and wanting gaze. "Can't it be both? A threatening promise? It does have a nice ring to it after all." She said, waiting for him to subdue to her will, knowing it would be slightly difficult, even if it was her doing the work. He laughed again, this time a bit more amused than before. If she believed she could just make him break like that, she had another thing coming. "It's hardly threatening, little Angel. After all, I doubt you'll actually deliver on that promise." (Heya guys. This is a book I created from the inspiration of a friend I had done a roleplay with. I got the idea to make the roleplay into a book after talking with this friend for a few moments. I really hope you all.like this.and don't report me. -,u,-)