"You're forcing me to work with them and I'm telling you now that I can't do it." "You've worked with teams before." "Yeah, but none with a jackass in charge." *** They're all a part of the biggest secret agency in the world and they've begun disappearing. Agents have begun disappearing. Gone without a trace, only to show up weeks later. Dead. Everly Kingston is the best agent the agency has, and now she's been put in charge of finding the missing agents and preventing more from vanishing as well. She's forced to team up with another team of agents after one of their team members, Agent 34, vanishes during a mission. And she's none too happy about it. With one overbearing and controlling team leader, one agent who really can't focus, an agent with an all-around bad attitude, an agent who redefines the term bitch, another who's stuck trying to keep everyone from killing each other, and one agent that's best described as a sociopath, this mission is bound to be a disaster before it even starts. Fortunately for Everly, she's got a handful of friends she can count on to help pull her out of this mess and keep her from killing her new teammates. But this mission just might be the toughest one she's ever had. She'll have to learn to put aside her differences with her new team as agents continue to disappear. Because it soon becomes clear that the last target, the last agent to disappear, will be her . . . ***2nd Trilogy in the Agent Series. Book 1*** First Trilogy does NOT have to be read to read this one.

"What makes you think we can trust this Agent 1 guy?" "I-uh, I knew him before he was an agent...he's trustworthy...to an extent." "And I already told you I corrupted him. It's all good." "We're all going to die." *** Devin's hurt. Jason's missing. Lily's alive. The team finally has what they need to take down Garrett...but now they're short one agent. Lily can fill in for Jason but they still can't count on Devin till he's completely healed. So they decide to rely on a new ally...or maybe just an old enemy. When they need help who better to turn to than a new agent? As Lily's pointed out before, new agents are always easy to corrupt... But Agent 1 never really needed to be corrupted to begin with...this isn't going to end well. ***Book 3***

I can't keep the smile off my face as I take my seat on the plane. I slide my bag under the seat and lean back. I close my eyes and let a blissful smile grace my face. He said I wouldn't be able to run. As if. I'm vaguely aware of someone taking the seat next to mine, but I pay no attention to said person. "So where we headed?" I choke on my own spit as my eyes fly open and whirl around to face the owner of the familiar voice. His eyes are hidden behind those damn sunglasses and a rather smug smile graces his face. I continue choking and he does nothing other than flip through a magazine. That smug smile never leaving his face. "You still haven't answered the question." "To hell." I finally manage to choke out. "Awesome," He flips a page in the magazine, "It's about time I returned home. You know, bodies to burn, lost souls to torture, I've missed it. It'll be fun." *** Nicolette Moore. A name law enforcement agencies across the world know. Though no one's ever seen the face of the world's greatest thief and hacker, everyone knows who she is by name. Nicky. She's an absolute genius. Once upon a time she wasn't the best person in the world. When her family was struggling she made some bad choices to help them through it, but when she tried to get out she got pulled in deeper. Ryder Stevenson. He's the son of the director of the FBI, and an FBI Agent himself. He's the one who brings in Nicky to get her protection from the people chasing after her. He's also the one, who gets assigned to protect her. Neither one of them like each other, and they can't go five minutes without getting in a full blown argument. She's constantly ditching him only for him to show up later and prove to her he's not that easy to get rid of. They're stuck with each other whether they like it or not. But he doesn't know who she really is. What will he do when he finds out? An FBI Agent protecting THE Hacker. The one the FBI have been after for years...this just screams chaos.

Always a fan of celebrating his independence, Beckett Roberts was a happy man. The Fourth of July meant sweet summer heat, loud, boisterous fireworks, and joining his newly extended family at a castle in New Hampshire with smart, sexy Danielle Mayberry by his side. What could be better? But a crack appears in that fun when Danielle receives a job offer in California. Danielle has been nose-to-the-grindstone through private school, Yale, and working weekends at Beckett's family pub. But her tidy world slips into a tailspin when Beckett tells her he wants her to stay rather than take the job in California. Can she sacrifice the important start to her career for the love of a man who avoids strings, promises, and connections at all costs? Can she trust the heart of a man like Beckett? With fireworks shooting through the star-sprinkled summer sky, with family surrounding him, Beckett will do everything in his power to make Danielle part of his family for good. But will his love be enough for a strong-willed woman like Danielle to sacrifice everything she's worked so hard for? Find out in the finale to the One Night Collection! SPECIAL NOTE TO READERS: Each book in the One Night Collection is a standalone novella, featuring new characters with a story all their own, that takes place over the course of one night. The exception to this is One Summer Night which features a fun roundup of all the main characters in the collection as they come together to celebrate the Fourth of July. One Night Collection ONE AUTUMN NIGHT ONE WINTER NIGHT ONE SPRING NIGHT ONE SUMMER NIGHT ***ALL RIGHTS RESERVED***

COMPLETE A comment discussion book for Storm of Bells by Robert Thier. Wattpad users can comment here to talk about the latest chapters from the Radish Mobile App. Please be both mindful and respectful of other people's opinions in the comments. WARNING: For non-Radish readers, there will be SPOILERS about the story in the comment sections, read at your own risk.

Hey Ifrits! This is my entry for Sir Rob's fanfiction contest. Hope you enjoy :)

I'm walking thru campus, my hand slumped over Ellie's shoulder, the tingles spread all over my body. She holds a paper cup full with caramel cappuccino and snuggles agents my ribcage, like she can't get close enough to me. We are talking and laughing. A happy couple. "Just shut up and kiss me Jason." That same moment my heart skips a beat. Without losing a second I turn her and put my lips on hers. My wolf howls loud inside of me with victory. My mate wants me. She accepts me. I can feel her hands in the base of my neck, tugging my hair, her lips part and my tongue takes advantage and I devour her mouth. My mind is in a fog of lust and I'm about to lose it. I remove her scarf and toss it aside, her coat is next piled on the floor and then I start pulling at her shirt. Our lips separate so I can get her out of her shirt. She is panting, her hair is wild, eyes sparkling. She looks magnificent in just her bra from the waist up. She looks at my half naked body and her fingers trace my abdomen. My eyes travel from her fingertips up her hand and stop at the point between her shoulder blade and her neck. The place where my mark should go. I can feel my canines elongate, but I hold myself. Ellie puts her lips on mine again giving me another passionate kiss. "Mark me Jason. Make me yours." I woke up abruptly. Panting. It was all a dream. All that, was just a dream. Plopping myself back on my bed, I try to even my breathing. *** Future Alpha Jason Cross. The golden boy. He did everything right. Everyone loves him. Everyone but Ellie. Ellie Petrova. A human. Well, not exactly. Lovely but still stuborn. Everyone loves her. Everyone but Jason. When those two end up being mates, Jason will live thru few torturous weeks till he finally wins over his one and only. But will he learn his lesson? *** This is my very first book. And English isn't my first language, so if anyone wants to edit it just ask. :) Please vote and comment. I really want to hear your opinion

(A storm and silence one shot book)

It happened so fast. I knew that having a woman in my employment would be dangerous, but I foolishly believed I could obtain happiness if she stayed in my life. Like a blazing fire extinguished, she suddenly left me to drown in my once treasured but now suffocating solitude. ~*~*~*~*~ Disclaimer: This is a continuation of the one shot, 'Rage, Betrayal and Despair' from the fanfiction, "Tales of the Fiery Ifrit and the Iceberg". The events that transpire within this are not happy and will most likely leave you upset and with negative feels. I apologize in advance for the emotional turmoil this may cause you. Also, I DO NOT wish for the things that happen in this story to actually occur in the real book. This is just a what-if scenario, not something I want in the original story. P.S.- Almost all of the characters belong to Robert "Sir Rob" Thier. I do not own them.

Octavia. That's the name the world knows her by. One word. One name. At seventeen, she was a girl who had her spotlight when she was whisked away to co-star in what would be an award-winning movie. From that moment on, she had never strayed away. Now, at 24, Octavia is a star and has found herself in multiple productions. As she finds herself in Milan, Italy for a new and upcoming movie she is cast in, she crosses paths with Caleb Henderson, the famous writer known to the world as Romero Henderson. However, as the production of the movie begins, Octavia immediately decides her opinion of Caleb. She doesn't like him. She borderline hates him. She hates how annoying he is. She hates the stupid, random topics he always brings up. She hates how he almost always cuts her off whenever she's speaking. She hates how attracted she is to him. I exhaled, trying to rub the tiredness off my face with my hands. I looked down at his shadow on the ground to him. His face looked as if it was glowing from the sun, his eyes narrowing from the brightness. I let my gaze trail from the exposed tattoos on his arms to the stupid smile that was still on his face. "Why are you like this?" For a moment he didn't answer me. He simply glanced at me, knowing that I meant more in the five words. The smile on his face went from pure amusement to bitterness. It was something I had never seen before and I didn't think I wanted to see him smile like that ever again. He pivoted his head towards the sun once again and in a serious tone asked, "Would you have me any other way?" Cover: @EmSlough_