The story of how a shy elementary teacher still exploring her sexuality becomes involved with two of her student's mother. - *Contains strong language, mention of alcohol abuse, and mature scenes solely for the purpose of the storyline I own all the rights to this story. This story is a work of fiction. All characters, names, businesses, events, and incidents are the work of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. - *Originally had over 1 million reads *The story is completed but a rewrite is being considered in the future !! The original cover has been changed. Full credit goes to the owner of the photo (found on Pinterest)

It's the first kill that's the hardest. You have to look your victim in the eyes and pull the trigger. Or tear open their throat. It's an acquired taste, and it takes multiple times for you to be able to swallow down the bile and finish up the job. Wisp is what many people know her by. In fact, it's really the only name she ever gives, except to clients. Adrianna 'Wisp' Williams is an assassin for hire, living two lives. Her world revolves around stolen secrets, assassinations, blackmail, and betrayal. And a haunting past. When she finally decides to retire for a while and allow herself time to heal from the heartbreak she's experienced, she's pulled right back into the vortex of the assassin community. This time, she's partnered up with someone unexpected. Old memories arise, and not pleasant ones. To top it off, her new target isn't just any old pervert. He's charming and friendly, and not at all the villain he's painted as. Will Adrianna be able to complete the mission? Or will the fact that she just might be in the midst of a love triangle distract her?

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }