When you lose someone you love, a part of yourself gets taken away. You are left with the ghost of who you once were, and no matter how hard you want to be whole again, you never will. When Joy's brother gets murdered in a drug deal gone wrong, her perfect life shatters in a million pieces. Blinded by the pain, she loses sight of what once made her who she is, and decides to get revenge on the man who killed him, not thinking one second about the consequences. With only a first name and a city to find the one responsible for her brother's death, Joy embarks in a hell of a journey through street gangs and drug deals, clueless to the reality of the world outside her white fence house life. Will the tattooed boy with brown curls who seems to be the only one in his gang to see her for who she really is be able to make her change her mind before it's too late?

TARGET: Russell Wells - Head of an international uranium trafficking network MISSION: Infiltrate Wells's entourage to uncover the identity of his suppliers and clients LOCATION: Krasnoyarsk, Russia TEAM: Olivia Miller (AA), Bradley Simpson (BA), James McVey (BA), Tristan Evans (BA), Connor Ball (BA). DEPARTURE: April 15th. 05:00AM. "Russia? With the British? Over my dead body." the brunette said, holding the mission briefing in her hands, knowing too well she didn't have a choice in the matter. The American Agency (the AA) needed their best element for a special mission in collaboration with the British Agency (the BA), and that was exactly what Olivia was. Recruited by the AA as a child, the girl had been training her entire life, quickly turning into a deadly weapon. Now at the top of her twenty-four years of age, her expertise in close combat, experience on the field and undeniable beauty made her the agent of choice for the mission. "Why can't you send Madison? She aced her last mission. Plus, she's gorgeous and will have no problem seducing the guy." the girl pleaded, hoping the Agency would change their mind and send another one of their agents. The British Agency was known to be difficult to work with, and the rivalry the two Agencies had been sharing for decades didn't help. The AA agents dreaded being assigned a mission with the BA, knowing they'd have to work with a bunch of despicable tea drinker/fried fish eaters/Queen suckers. "Here's your new identity and a few gadgets you might find useful. Be ready at 5am sharp." Mr Cooke said handing Olivia a black leathered suitcase. "Fuck me." the girl answered as she took hold of it, realizing she had no choice but work with the British for the mission. It was going to be a long few months.

Lily and Brad have been best friends since they were kids.They have the relationship that everyone would dream of having. But in life, nothing is ever perfect. Just meeting the wrong people can turn your life into a nightmare. And this is what you will discover by reading this story inspired by my instagram text story : @bradleybear2.0

"Don't even try to deny it", she spat at me. "I see the way you look at Brad, the way you talk to him as if you two are the only ones in the room. You're constantly around him, craving his attention. It's pathetic". "Wow, I'm pathetic? Yet I'm not the one feeling threatened by my boyfriend's best friend, am I?", I answered as she looked at me with eyes full of aversion. I had never felt more hatred towards me than at this moment. "Look, I don't know where this is coming from, but you're wrong, I'm happy with Jay". [...] "Wouldn't it be unfortunate if Jay were to hear about how you have to fake it in bed?" My heart sank at the sound of what she had just said. Brad had told her. He had told her the most intimate secret I had shared with him. "What do you think you're achieving by doing this?" I asked, swallowing down my tears. "You're gonna get dumped as soon as Brad hears about this". "But that's the thing, he won't know about this conversation, 'cause that would mean your precious boyfriend will hear about your little secret". [...] I had so many things I wanted to tell Brad, or more like yell at him. But I couldn't, because once again, that would have meant he'd know about Ash's blackmail. And I knew she'd go forward with her threats if I told anything to him. I was facing a wall. Whatever I decided to do, I would end up losing. If I told Brad about my conversation with Ashley, I'd lose Jay. But for her to keep her mouth shut and for me to keep Jay, I'd have to give up my friendship with Brad. But how good of a friendship was it anyway? A best friend wouldn't go tell all your deepest secrets to random people. No, a best friend wouldn't make fun of you like that. Based on my Instagram text story FRIENDS | @thevampsarecalling.