Olivia is a girl who loves cars just about as much as she likes taking them. What happens when her reputation earns her the attention of a dangerous group?

I peered through the window at the object of my curiosity. It seemed surreal how I had only arrived a few hours ago, and already, I find myself intrigued by this one person. He was slumped, sulking in a chair, with his head down at the other end of the corridor. His face wasn't as beat up as I expected, he had a fixed expression of vexation. But I sensed a hint of something else. Something deeper than the harsh exterior.

He fastened my necklace, while I was stood there thinking all sorts of compromising, slutty thoughts. What the hell was wrong with me? I've never been the type of girl to as little as picture myself jumping into something this quickly. But he had something about him. Something that made me want to throw all of my morals out of the window and just take the chance. I turned around and he gave me a soft smile whilst gazing into my eyes and said. "I meant what I said Cherise, you look breathtaking." I had no idea how to respond to that. My face must of looked like a tomato. I looked down coyly as he chuckled to himself. I knew he was well aware of what he was doing to me but I liked it. It was so different to what I was used to in the best possible way. *please note* I am currently editing this story chapter by chapter, but I'm limited with time to do so. If some chapters appear to be written differently to others it's because I haven't gotten to them yet.

Grace is a rebel with a bad streak. One day she saves a little girl's life and her world gets turned upside down. With an unknown threat revealed will she be able to save the ones she loves?