A genius analyst has to leave her desk behind and team up with the sour Agency hothead to track down her missing partner. ----- Quinn O'Reilly doesn't belong in the field. She's better off as the brilliant intelligence analyst behind some of the Agency's biggest arrests, and more than comfortable surrounded by her screens. Special Agent Cameron Kent, Agent Quinn's primary partner, is the pro carrying out the plans formulated with Quinn's brainpower. She's the closest thing to family Quinn's ever had. She's also missing, having dropped off the map in the middle of an undercover operation. There is no one better suited to find Cam than Quinn. There is no one better suited than Gavin Locke, agency hothead, to protect her in the meantime. With clues left all around the world, this unlikely pair will have to pick up the pace to find Cam in time - and avoid killing each other in the process. It's time for Special Agent O'Reilly to step forward - and into the field. ----- standalone, 150k words completed

"With all due respect sir, adding a new member to this team will only slow us down." "On the contrary, if anything your team will slow her down." *** She's the ghost story you tell around a camp fire. The monster that hides in your closet. The nightmare that wakes you from your sleep. She's the definition of the word 'deadly'. She never smiles, never shows any emotion other than a blank stare. Unless, she's pissed, then it shows. She doesn't trust any of the other agents, only the chief. She doesn't play nice with others. She's a solo agent, always works alone, but that's about to change. Respect her and she'll take a bullet for you. Mistreat her and she'll put a bullet in you...if you're lucky. She's Agent 13... ***Book 1*** Highest Ranking: #1 in Action

"𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑠𝑜 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔," 𝒉𝑒 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑎 𝒉𝑢𝑠𝑘𝑦 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒, 𝑝𝑢𝑠𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝒉𝑖𝑚𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑒𝑟. "𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡 𝑝𝑢𝑠𝑠𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝐸𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑒" "𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝐼 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝒉𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑠 𝐼 𝑡𝒉𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔𝒉 𝑜𝑓 𝑖𝑡 𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑙y" _____________ The story of a girl that falls in love with her abusive boyfriend's dad. _________________ ᴛʜɪs sᴛᴏʀʏ ɪs ᴜɴᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴇᴅɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ

❝ The question is, are you worth your weight in gold? ❞ Reputation is a sacred sheet of parchment at Forteux Academy. Handled carefully, it can become a bill of gold leading one to a life of riches. Yet a mere foot in the wrong direction can tear its dainty form until the misstepped individual goes tumbling down the very social hierarchy they were once so eager to ascend. When a mistake left behind from the crowned Queen's darkest night rocks up in the form of a handsome newcomer, Louisa Darling is more desperate than ever to keep everything under covers in her elite circle. The taste of jealousy, bitterness, hate and love is beyond dangerous in a world where everyone is used to getting what they want. And with one desperate to hide a secret that the other is determined to seek, things are bound to get damn complicated. [ e x t e n d e d s y n o p s i s i n s i d e ] | #1 in richkids | 260620 | | #1 in drunk | 260820 | | #1 in privateschool | 241020 | | #2 in whatshot | 260620 | | #2 in prestigious | 301120 | | #2 in trending | 010920 | | #2 in popular | 190920 | | #4 in elites | 260620 | | #4 in gold | 240120 | | #15 in money | 201120 | | #49 in romance | 260820 | •--- ♛ ♕ ♛ ---• The Price of Gold, Book One of Fortune's Fool Trilogy, KiwiAndKoalas, All rights reserved ©

I shook my head at him. This is his game. But that doesn't mean I can't master it. I gave him a seductive smile. "Are you scared that I might just beat you at your own game?" Jace let out a deep chuckle that sent tingles down my back. "Sweetheart, I'm here to remind you of one little thing." He pushed off the island. "And what's that?" I asked with a raised eyebrow cautious of his movement. Still seated on the counter, he walked between my legs. His hands grabbed my waist and pulled me closer to him. A soft gasp left my lips from his sudden movements. Not even once did he break eye contact. I felt my throat run dry from the intense look. "That even in this little game, you belong to me." **** Senior year for Leah Tate came around before she knew it and she couldn't wait to get started with her best friend, Kayla Greyson. Both were ready for a good final year of high school and excited to see what life after high school held ahead. But fate has other plans for Leah especially when Nate Rylan, Leah's childhood friend and first love, moves back into town. Still trying to get over her heartbreak and to show Nate she has moved on, Leah enlist in the help of Jace Emerson, the resident bad boy. Jace who is well know for his cold hearted demeanor and playboy ways agrees to help Leah, but for a price of course. A game with an inevitable ending, try to make the other person fall. Ultimately, Leah agrees to Jace's price and the façade along with the game begins. Of course nothing is easy, Leah finds herself intrigued by Jace. Danger, hatred and dark secrets all surround this bad boy. Is Leah ready to uncover what is ahead? Especially since she found herself in the center of it all. Highest Rankings🥇🥈🥉 #1 Fiction 12/31/2022 #1 Humor #1 Teen Romance #8 Romance #14 Teen Fiction

sequel to aeou (read first) ✘ ✘ ✘ The boys are back. And they're out for revenge. Last semester the girls of Sterling humiliated Caleb, Luca, Atlas and Sage. Exposing family secrets, dirty confessions and everything else taboo that led to their exposé's in the media. This time round the boys are about to show just why they're not to be messed with. Just why they've been marked as the heartbreakers. Newcomer Saamiya Daler is equal parts intrigued and open to help the boys get revenge. After all there at her school, on her territory, clueless. She knows the ins and outs of the boarding school Whitlock Prepatory. She knows the score. She's everything these boys need. The stakes are high but tension is higher. ______________

"I hate you for everything you are and what you have done to me." "I know" The devil answered before crashing his lips down to hers. ---------------- Celine's favorite subject in school is history without a doubt. She's always dreamed about being able to live through history itself, to experience what she could only read in books or in the movies she's watched. But what if there was a way for her to be able to travel through time and live an immortal life? To a point in life, she would give up everything for it, even if she has to sell her soul to one of the most fearful demons... ---------------- The story starts off slow and might be cringe at first but as soon as the demon shows up, the story is getting interesting and darker!

Rya McCoy had it all.... except a good sex life. College was supposed to be the most exciting time of your life, but for Rya, she deemed it as the most important. The stress of her degree and being the best took over her world until she found herself in another. She didn't mean to waltz into a BDSM club, just as much as she didn't mean to get the ride of her life from her long-time arch nemesis, Christopher Knowles, but she did. And she couldn't help but crave for more. Two enemies. One deal. But a single promise: no one falls in love. _____ B O O K 2 O F T H E P L E A S E M E S E R I E S : 1 - Teach Me to Please 2 - Promise Me to Please _____ W A R N I N G T H I S S T O R Y C O N T A I N S : ❤︎ sexual/mature content ❤︎ explicit language ❤︎ alcohol consumption ❤︎ mild violence ❤︎ BDSM _____ H I G H E S T R A N K I N G S : 1 #enemies 1 #oppositesattract 2 #enemieswithbenefits 2 #goldengirl 2 #secretadmirer 3 #goldenboy _____ S T A R T E D - 14/04/2022 C O M P L E T E D - ? ? ?

"You're atheist," I remind him. "You don't believe in god." "I believe in you," He murmurs, letting the cigarette hang from his lips. "I believe in whatever you believe." He says, letting the confession roll off his tongue as if it were that simple. As if god, the devil, heaven, hell-as if none of it really had meaning to him. "That's not how it works," I mutter as we walk down a few more alleyways-the city of Manhattan coated in a light blanket of snow. Henry Vitiello had never had anything to pray for, that is, until he met me-the only thing that had ever opened his mind up to the possibility of religion "Isn't it?" He argues, taking the cigarette by his middle and pointer finger before blowing the smoke out. "I'II dip my hands in holy water if it means I could touch you." "You'd probably burn." 𓆩♡𓆪 𝐇𝐄𝐍𝐑𝐘 𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐎, the reaper. He's a prick. An asshole. A pretentious son of a bitch. He's not perfect. He's not even decent. But he's hers. She could be a bottle labeled poison but he was an alcoholic, and he had drunk her empty. Now he was hungover. 𝐉𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒, the healer. She's known to be the perfect good girl, with perfect grades and a perfect life with a perfect family. They didn't know that behind the gated doors of their billion dollar estate, she was strapped down to a chair every night and picked apart just to be put back together in time for supper. 𓆩♡𓆪 star-crossed; adjective (of a person or a plan) thwarted by bad luck. 'star-crossed lovers' and that, they were. So they fucked under those very stars that tried so desperately to break them apart. 𓆩♡𓆪 ‼️DISCLAIMER ‼️ BOOK REFERENCES TO MARA DYER, SHATTER ME, MIND FUCK, ETC ARE ALL INTENTIONAL SO DONT BE RUDE. AS FOR TRIGGER WARN

|| HIGHEST RANKS: #13 in HUMOR #79 in TEEN FICTION || If you are going to be BAD, then you have to do it the BAD way... It's pretty simple: 1) Don't get caught 2) Always have a Plan B 3) If all else fails... Run...Run for your life! Everyone has a bad side. Some try to deny it's existence, some hide it and others well...they rule the world with it. In the book of being BAD there are ninety-nine formulas for world domination... Number one: You aren't BAD until you can walk around the school dressed in all pink and have everyone afraid to approach you. Number two: You aren't BAD until you can break into a certain bad boys house and well... do the wrong kinds of stuff. Number three: You aren't bad until quite frankly, you have declared vengeance against the bad boy. ~*~ "I heard you like bad boys," Blade says with a vivid smirk on his face. I glared up at him, without responding clenching my fists fighting the urge to punch him in the face. "So...?" He says after a couple seconds of silence. "So what?" "So what do you think...Tinker Bell?" He says emphasing on the stupid name. His face moved closer to mine and I stared back into his green eyes, watching the fire inside ignite. I smirked, "Then find me one." Blade grins at my witty retort and shrugs it off. "I look at you and I see cotton candy, but then you open your mouth... and suddenly you turn into licorice," he scoffs. "Welcome to the game bitch, your move, now let's play." ~*~ When two very unlikely paths cross, it turns into chaos, vengeance and the ultimate revenge schemes. Has Blade Collins finally met his match? Or has he met the devil himself in the form of a high school girl? One, who he didn't even know existed only twenty minutes ago. But now he does, and what's left to do... but finish the war that has started.