"He found his solace in her, while she her missing piece." ______________________________________ "Alestia Valentin, I assume?" He spoke as she closed the distance between them crossing his arms as he casually leaned against the wall by his seat. An ear-splitting grin overtook her cold features as she played along. "What do you want?" She replied coldly- or well as coldly as she could muster with that idiotic smile plastered on her face. "You." She almost swooned. _________________________ You said feelings fade with time? Oh well... Then you're in for a ride. You said opposites attract each other? Oh boy... You haven't seen the attraction between identicals yet. _____________________ She was realistic. A little too much actually. The lack of empathy had seeped deep in her bones long before the time her parents passed away. Igniting her emotions were something deemed impossible. Well atleast until he came along, that is. ------------------------------ He was rational. Logic ruled his senses. The horrors of the world plagued him since the tender age of six, what should've been a beautiful life had turned into dark void, while shackles of vengeance were all that lead him on. Revenge was all he lived for. Well atleast until she came along, that is. _________________

[Highest Rank: #1 in Teen Fiction] Luna Prescott is a young special agent and Ace Crawford is the President's son. On one eventful day, she gets given the undercover mission to protect the Ace from the 'danger' in Westside High. Will her physical and mental abilities be enough to keep him safe, let alone survive the torture they call high school? *** We carried on walking through the amusement park until he pointed to a game, where you had to shoot down targets to win. "I bet I will beat you in that." He grabbed my hand and lead me to it. Little does he know. "What do I get when I win?" I laughed. "When? Pshhhh, I will get you a new motorcycle." I keep on forgetting how rich he is. "That means I don't need to catch rides with you anymore," I grin, "Game on, loser." He grabbed his water gun and shot at the cardboard targets and got down 15 out of 20 in the time he had. "Your turn, cupcake" Ace handed me the water gun. "Watch and learn, pretty boy." I grabbed the gun and aimed at the targets. After my two minute go, I shot down 20 out of 20. I turned to him with a smug expression and his mouth hung open. *** Luna Prescott is a 17 year old spy who has been working with the Agency for her whole life. Ever since her parents, former spies, had been found 'off the grid' on a mission when she was only 5, the agency took her and her brother in. She has ,since then, been training and going out to missions until her 17th birthday when she finds out what her most important mission of her life is. Ace Crawford, a 17 year old typical bad boy and he is the president's son. This brings him threats from people who hate his father and dangers that he needs help protecting himself from. [Started - 2/4/18] [Finished - 18/ 9/ 19] *** #51 Teen Fiction - 26/4/18 #45 Teen Fiction - 28/4/18 #42 Teen Fiction - 4/5/18 #37 Teen Fiction - 6/5/18 #5 Teen Fiction - 9/5/18 #3 Teen Fiction - 11/5/18 #1 Teen Fiction - 17/12/19 cover credits: @mara_cleia

"With all due respect sir, adding a new member to this team will only slow us down." "On the contrary, if anything your team will slow her down." *** She's the ghost story you tell around a camp fire. The monster that hides in your closet. The nightmare that wakes you from your sleep. She's the definition of the word 'deadly'. She never smiles, never shows any emotion other than a blank stare. Unless, she's pissed, then it shows. She doesn't trust any of the other agents, only the chief. She doesn't play nice with others. She's a solo agent, always works alone, but that's about to change. Respect her and she'll take a bullet for you. Mistreat her and she'll put a bullet in you...if you're lucky. She's Agent 13... ***Book 1*** Highest Ranking: #1 in Action

[COMPLETED] "Oh crap is that..." Brett started, but when he noticed that it was indeed my baby in this jerks hands he stopped dead in his tracks. "...man if I were you I would put it down." He said clearly knowing where this was going. I took one more step towards him so that I stood only inches away from him. I reached for my gun but he moved it out of my grasp. "If I were you I would listen to what Brett said, and I don't like to repeat myself. So, Give. Me. My. Gun." I said and put an emphasis on each word at the end. He just smirked and pulled my gun further away. "And I don't like to repeat myself. Or what?" He repeated his earlier question. If that's what he wants then that's what I'm gonna give him. *** K.C. is a 20 year old young woman. She also works for an agency named The Agency, where she and her team -Omega 1- track down and bring in mobsters, high profiled drug lords and people like that. Two new agents are being recruted and K.C. is in charge of them and has to accept them in her team. She doesn't work well with people she doesn't know, so she doesn't exactly think this idea is the most cheeriest one. Omega 1 gets assigned to a mission that triggers old feelings in K.C. that she has been burying deep inside of her self for years. She isn't exactly the most open person in the world and tries to carry everything alone on her shoulders. __________________________________ A/N Don't judge the book by the first chapters please... It gets better. I promise. You won't regret reading it. This story contains strong language and violence, but if you're cool with that stuff then go ahead and read. I might have some spelling or grammar mistakes since I'm from Finland, so just tell me and correct me if you want. I won't get mad. Oh I almost forgot! Also contains very serious sarcasam! So yeah, read on your own risk, blaah blaah blaah... enjoy. And please don't copy my work. Thanks!