A small, dying, undeveloped country deep in the Middle East. A captain soldier who everybody fears but loves. A volunteer doctor who is blinding to every single passing man. Except the doctor may never be able to forgive the captain for his foolish actions that have hurt her beyond repair?

A small café two blocks from the university. A jock/bad boy who everybody knows and love. A quiet, shy pre-med nerd who nobody knows. Except for the bad boy... who always wants that Peppermint Mocha made only by the quiet nerd.

WRITTEN WHEN I WAS 12 AND COMPLETELY UNEDITED b o o k o n e ♔ girls with guns and boys with roses ♔ ︻┳═一 ❀ 一═︻┳ Alexandria, a renowned criminal and feared even within her compound, has one last objective. Ouran Academy. Confident in her own ability, she is certain she'll be outta there in two months flat. The label her fellow crims had given it - "Dangerous and you will most likely be caught" - meant jack-shit. She was the most vicious and thorough killer anyone had ever met. This time, however, her gig centered around one idiotic king, one living dictionary, two mischievous devils, a martial-arts-god-turned-sugar-addict and one stoic giant - all calling themselves apart of a Host Club. For God's sake - you'd better look up your definition of dangerous. She only has five things to do before she's home free; Meet the target. Catch the target. Ransom the target. Reap the dough and - run. But when new revelations and power shifts within the S.H.A.D.O.W. Corporation have her world unraveling and a tempting new escape plan is dangled in front of her face, anything's go. Except there was just one thing she didn't incorporate in her calculations... ︻┳═一 ❀ 一═︻┳