I don't know what made me want to help this little girl. What I do know is that she can save me from myself. Her name is Paige.

[Sequel to The Mission] Natasha's years of training never prepared her for the things she's experienced lately. Despite her initial resolve to stay home, she finds herself being called back to Russia, only this time, she won't be going alone. With a secret society on the loose, a planned attack, and a ticking clock, will Natasha be able to get the job done in time? Contains adult humor and language, as well as some graphic violence

Natasha Romanoff is on a mission to take down a serial killer, but things aren't as easy as they originally seem. As things continuously go wrong, will she be able to stop the killer before he strikes again?

With Budapest still nagging them, Clint and Natasha are sent on another mission to Russia. It should be just another mission. But Natasha's past finally catches up to her. Will the two partners be able to overcome the horrors of Natasha's former agency? Or will one or both of them lose their lives to the Black Widow's trainers? (All rights to the characters go to the Marvel Corporation)

Objective: Budapest. Sounds easy, just a guy making a weaponized army. Nothing Clint Barton and Natasha Romanoff haven't handled before. However, these crazy accidents are starting to get concerning. And Clint's secret interest in his partner isn't something she's going to stand for, and he knows it. But, then again, it's just a mission, right? (All rights to the characters go to the Marvel corporation)

*Book Three in my Clintasha Series* CURRENTLY ON HOLD When Agents Barton and Romanoff return from New Jersey, they are faced with a brand new threat, a threat unlike no other. The precious (and highly dangerous) Moonstone has been stolen, and has been retrieved by a skilled, violent, bloodthirsty woman, who craves power and bloodshed. Whoever is the bearer of this stone receives an amazing array of powers, which when used maliciously, could cause millions of tragic deaths. Still facing the challenges of a new, fresh relationship, can the two S.H.I.E.L.D agents put their relationship aside and focus on the task set? *I do not own any of the characters in this book other than the characters I created. All rights go to Marvel.* WARNING: THERE MAY BE STRONG LANGUAGE AND VIOLENCE IN THIS BOOK. Enjoy!

After Budapest, Agent Barton and Agent Romanoff are assigned a new mission. An organisation called A.I.M. has been experimenting on innocent people and leaving them for dead, whilst S.H.I.E.L.D picks up the pieces. When Barton and Romanoff are sent over to New Jersey to investigate one of A.I.M.'s directors, their relationship evolves. I do not own any of the characters in this book other than the characters I created. All rights go to Marvel. Enjoy!

When Agent Clint Barton is given a deadly mission, he just couldn't refuse. A dangerous woman going by the name of 'The Black Widow' had been on S.H.I.E.L.D's radar for a long time, and not in a nice way. Barton makes the mistake of becoming attached to his target and tries to help her. It wasn't a good plan... I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS/CELEBRITIES MENTIONED IN THIS BOOK. THE CHARACTERS BELONG TO MARVEL. This book IS COMPLETED!! ~Sam

Need some Clintasha? You've come to the right place. (random Clintasha one-shots based on the senses) [ cover made by @persephonee- ] -- Budapest was afterwards. Budapest was sitting in a shitty diner eating fatty cheese fries. Budapest was cheese fries “taking years off my life” and the way he grinned in response. Budapest was cuts and bruises and fun. -- “I don’t see why they sit on the same side, if I was dating, I’d sit across— that way I could see them better when carrying on a conversation,” she said. “It’s because couples like to grope each other,” he replied. -- Clint never thought he’d be making out in a closet like a teenager with anyone, least of all the ice-cold great assassin. -- Another crash of thunder broke the silence, and he instinctively grabbed hold of her. Realizing it was just thunder, he let go. “Thought it was an explosion for a minute,” he whispered.

One shots with Clint, Natasha, and their twins.