"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.

Darcy and her father return back to their old stomping grounds of New York City. With her, Darcy brings habits of being reclusive. She is perfectly content spending most of her time within the walls of her father's café and sees nothing wrong with the way she lives her life. But then Christopher Radley makes a reappearance in her life and opens her eyes to a sweeter way of living. As the year draws to a close and a new one begins, Darcy decides that it's about time she turned over a new leaf and marked this year as the ultimate game changer. And with Chris heartbroken over the breakup with his longterm girlfriend, they decide to take on the new year together. To remember this momentous year, she and Chris have one goal: to document everything. But while Darcy knew she was going to document all kinds of ups and downs, this new year had a lot more in store for her than she expected. ** This is a spin-off to my story A Thousand Words which can be read as a stand alone, but I recommend reading ATW to reach maximum feels while reading this one. ** cover by dysanic

What happens when the star baseball player hits a home run into the art studio window? ***** All Sadie Lane Garner needed to make herself happy was a canvas and paintbrush. With copious projects due and little studio time, she volunteers to clean the art building in exchange for after-hour use of the university art supplies. But, she doesn't foresee the loud baseball games outside the workshop windows, the near-perfect view of the field, or the sight of devious, dark-haired athlete, Elijah Preston, known for his charm and home runs. And it doesn't take long for Sadie to find out he also has the perfect view of her. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Completed, 80-85k words Stand Alone novel [previously named The Art of Falling] Cover photo from Pexels edited on Canva Copyright of Anna Steffey All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. -- ONLY POSTED TO WATTPAD

{SPIN-OFF TO "THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE" | SECOND BOOK IN THE SERIES} {2018-2023} *~* "Thank you for quitting that disgusting couple moment before I had to interrupt." "Careful, I might start making out with him just to torture you some more." "I hate you." "I have no objections." "Oh, god, please don't. Let's just get back to the task on hand." We all turn back around but find the table empty. "What? Where the hell did they go?" We hear the clearing of a throat right next to us, at the end of the booth, opposite the window. "Uhh-no hablo inglés. Me llamo Pablo." "You bitch-" "Traitor-"