It all starts with a 19 year old girl who has a normal life with great friends and the best family-- NOT. She doesn't even remotely have anything close to a normal life; being brought into a world of guns and blood at the mere age of 16. She has no friends whatsoever, no family, and lives alone in a way too big house. She was brought into the organization, trained to be an agent. They told her she was selected by random, but, 'Why me?' Is all she can ever think. She had every reason to think that, considering her background, no family, nothing; although maybe that's why they "chose" her? She is now on her 13th kill, and well, when they say 13 is an unlucky number, they are damn right. Target: Ashton Vincent Ledger -Last known ID name. AKA Thomas Worthington Jenkins, Devin Alexander Thayker; more names to be discovered. They give her a list of everything they know about him, anything that might help her track him down. She looks at the photo of his last ID and whistles to herself, 'so it's a pretty boy, hey?' First actual encounter with Ashton turns out not so great. Let's just say it's not some pretty boy; he is a pretty boy with underestimated skill. Add to the list dashingly charming, cunning, and tricky. He knows that she's onto him; she knows that he realizes, but what she doesn't realize is that he is always going to be three steps ahead of her. Capturing her target proves to be difficult when he is sly and luring, and one, unexpected night with him definitely assures her of that. Later on she realizes that he may be innocent after all. That everything she was told about him is a lie and that something fishy is going on in the organization. But what happens when all of your life you are told you can't trust anyone, only to find out that one guy can make you question what you've been taught and told? Well, 13 is definitely not her lucky number, that's for sure © 2014 Nicole Robbie All Rights Reserved

I stared at my captors. "Robin, do you consent to the task you have been set?" The person sitting in the middle asked, peering down at me with his piercing green eyes. My words caught in my throat. All I had to say was one simple word. One word that would show them I was not a brainless girl from some hick-town that would easily fall for their crap. My parents were born spies as was I. "Yes. I do." My heart beat sped up as I said those words. Am I really capable of killing someone?

Zara yaseer had the perfect life,well almost.She had a loving family,good friends,and royalty.But that all went downhill when she found her parents mudered,late one night.Leaving zara to rule,her family diasgreed as she was too young to rule anyway. Her family didn't want to look after her beacause they hated her.She shouldn't have been royalty, it happened by chance.Their oldest daughter Taznim was supposed to be the princess and the future queen of Arabia. So they send Zara to a neighbouring village,to work as a slave girl.One day, a certain someone with dark dishevelled hair and taunting green eyes just so happens to buy her. Zara finds him annoying and cocky, and she knows that he is a player.Moving from one girl to the next.What she doesn't know is that he too is royalty and is in search of a future wife.Before long, Zara finds herself falling for him but she knows she's just a slave girl. will zayn stop his player ways so he can find himself a wife?and will Zara ever be royalty again? Only one way to find out... I know the summary is rubbish!please work with me and hopefully the story will be better!;)