All Daniella ever wished for was to live with the warmth of her family. When it is snatched away, she promises to complete what her sister hoped of her. With dangerous enemies around her, she wants to protect her only family - her sister. But when her sister becomes the next victim of a dangerous serial killer, nothing remains the same. Solving a case on two serial killers with no leads and her enemies finding her, she is living on thin ice. A woman who hasn't experienced friendship. A man who swore off friendship. When they find themselves together, they experience life together. Daniella finds herself on a completely different journey. New feelings arise with betrayal, friendship and truth. But does every story have a happy ending? ... An excerpt "Narcolepsy. Mute. If she was murdered, it gives more reason for the criminal to disappear without suspicion." She stated.

Can a natural killer learn to be human again? Regan's unique talent for murder makes her a perfect assassin. After a lethal encounter leaves her broken body washed up on a beach, she finds herself adopted by a group of teenage bodyguards. She doesn't intend to stay for long, but soon Regan finds herself faced with a choice: become a hero or stay a villain? *** The boy played with the flat brim of the cap in his hands and looked around the room. He sat back in his chair, trying to look casual, but the heel of his hi-top sneaker drummed rapidly on the concrete floor. Regan sat opposite him with her legs crossed and her hands folded on her tartan skirt. She watched him without a word and brushed a strand of blue-dyed hair behind her ear. Somehow this seemed to unsettle him more. 'Calm down,' she said. 'It's just murder.' *** Author's Note: Darkness Girl: Trickster God is represented by Louise Fury from The Bent Agency. P.S. The epic cover was made by Paul Kopetko (you can stalk him at paulkopetko.com). Enjoy!

Highest Rank: #6 in Action ========================================================================= She's as silent as the night, never leaving a trace that she was even there. She hunts those who wrong her city and kills them in cold blood, taking payment for the bounty. She leaves her mark on her targets after they're killed. An obsidian bow made with Raven's feathers, her signature. She's and assassins vigilante working for the secret organization of assassins called Eclipse. She causes havoc in the royal court, taking on nobles and saving her people. He's a knight to the pompous king. He's honorable and strong, always doing what's right, no matter what it may seem. He's stubborn and insightful, hunting down the menace known as The Raven as he takes on yet another corpse with yet another Raven's arrow. He will hunt down the menace and find him before there are more deaths to his name. He has vowed his life to catch The Raven. And he will succeed. ========================================================================== Cerise Ashcroft is an assassin who kills corrupt officials. She strikes fear in the royal court and gives hope to the people of Eclaria. She works for The Secret assassins Clan named Eclipse as the best assassin in all of Espen. She kills in the name of justice but of course collects a bounty. Colin Meyers is a knight to King Julius, who doesn't mind the murders commited by The Raven, but sends Colin on the vigilante's trail anyways. Colin is the best knight in Espen, the best fighter, until he's met his match. He's on a mission to catch this murderer self-proclamed vigilante and prevent future deaths. What happens when they finally cross paths? What happens when it happens more then once? And as different identities? Who will betray the other? Who will begin what is the inevitable? ***** FIND OUT ON TOTAL DRAMA ISLAND!!!!!! Just kidding, but yeah that's the description.

1 man down, 2 more to go. I blocked a guy's punch, closing my hand around just fist till I could here the cracking of the bones in his fingers, turning to dust. He let out a howl in pain. I smirked, looking at my work: two men sprawled on the floor, blood leaking from the wounds on their faces. Another guy kicked me in the shin but I quickly recovered from the pain and kicked him in the jaw. He managed to grab hold of my foot so I used my surroundings to lift my other leg up and around his neck until I heard him gasp for his last breath. Police sirens wailed through the city and I took that as my sign to leave, watching as the officers gaped at my work from a nearby rooftop. "What the-" "It was Shadow!"