Kiara is an assassin. Born in the industry, she knows her work better than anyone else and she's the best that her clan has. Kiara has never failed a mission in her life and never plans to. But this mission is different than the others. More difficult - dangerous, even. Her newest task was to get rid of the Prime Minister of England's son, Niklaus St. Clair. At first it seemed easy to her seeing how she has killed many presidents and prime ministers, and many of their eldest sons, so why was this one so different? Besides his face of zero flaws, and his muscular body and rock-hard abs, and that oh-so-sexy accent she involuntarily fall for - oh, and the fact he has many dark secrets of his own. She calls him an arrogant brute. He calls her his feisty kitten. So what happens when their first encounter ends up with her trapped between a wall and his body instead?

BOOK TWO OF THE BLACK SERIES *CANNOT be read as a stand-alone* -- "I mean, let's face it, Hayden," Casey said with a humourless laugh, looking away from me and out at the city of white lights, "you don't want me. You want the thought that you managed to get with me - all of your friends are expecting it, my friends and family are expecting it to happen... it's not long before you wanting me changes and you see how messed up I really am." My eyes narrowed and I turned to face her, grabbing her by the jaw so I was staring into her dark eyes. Casey's breath hitched in her throat and she chewed on her lip, tears gathered in her eyes as our eyes met. "I don't give a flying fuck about what they want to hear or what they expect to happen between us, Casey," I told her, wiping a stray tear away. I smiled when she sniffled. "Stop thinking so much about what other people do and don't expect, alright? I damn well know how insane your family is but I also know how much better you are from them, and it's the good in you that makes me fall deeper with every date we go on." When I cupped her cheek with one hand, Casey's alarmed eyes relaxed and she slowly leaned into my touch, sighing quietly. I pressed my forehead to hers, smiling softly when she tried moving forward for our lips to meet. I pulled away last second, rubbing her bottom lip with my thumb. lol "I'm all yours, baby," I whispered, finally pressing our lips together.

(𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄) ❝no matter what happens, we'll always be best friends, right?❞ ❝right.❞ COPYRIGHT © 2020 SUCKINGBIEBER | HIGHEST RANKING: #1 IN JARIANA #1 IN JARIANAFANFICTION |

"She craved no other." _________ { the third book in the SAAM series} It's been just under two years since Magnus and Alice last saw each other. With Magnus now at Oxford University in the U.K, he barely has time, or reluctantly wants to, think about the life he left behind in Canada. With new friends and new priorities, it's become easier and easier to forget. That is until a big part of that past life shows up in the present. Reopening an old wound is not something Magnus or Alice want to do, so Magnus tries to keep his distance... even when she ends up being in such a close vicinity to him through no fault of her own. However, that ideal drastically changes when one of Magnus's friends starts taking a deeper interest in Alice... and the subtle game of cat and mouse begins to look like it might come to an end. Tensions start to run high, and some of Magnus's chaotic old habits that he wanted to leave behind him start to raise their heads again... Even when he told himself things were going to be different this time around. His new life might've been enough to satisfy him... but with Alice so close and yet so far from him at the same time, he can't seem to stop the suppressed and intense feelings from coming back, even if they were unwanted... at first. It seems like no matter the time or the place, Alice and Magnus always seems to take over each other's lives whether they want to or not. They have a craving for each other that no one else can seem to satisfy. ______________ "Non ducor duco." I am not led. I lead. siennaisa // 2020 All Rights Reserved.