NO ONE IS BORN A MONSTER "Deviants," a unique subspecies of humans born with extraordinary abilities, are deemed as monsters-according to the laws of Achlys, that is. Kieryn Skado, a natural-born fighter with an unwavering spirit and a compassionate soul, has dedicated her life to combatting these formidable "Devaint" foes. Having undergone lifelong soldier training, she stands on the precipice of joining The Purgers, an elite unit within the nation of Achlys, renowned for confronting Deviants head-on, who are trained within the brutal walls of Mathesis war college. Vincent Slade, an ex-soldier from an mysterious place outside Achlys, finds himself facing an imminent death sentence. However, a lifeline appears in the form of an offer: to complete a specific mission by bending his morals and joining Achlys's Purger Unit, attending Mathesis war college in order to locate a special girl, in exchange for his freedom. As Kieryn's path intertwines with Vince's, her world is turned upside down, with mysteries unveiling at every twist and turn, one being the unforeseen threat of sudden rouge Deviants, coinciding with Vince's arrival. Amongst these enigmas, Vince himself is the biggest one: Who is he? Where did he come from? What's his motif? Despite Kieryn's deep-rooted animosity towards Vince, could he hold the answers she seeks? Could he unravel the web of deception that shrouds her existence? Love. Lies. Adventure. Betrayal. These are things that enter Kieryns life, as she discovers that her significance in the world she's living in, may be greater than she thought.

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes, etc.)

{SAMPLE: Published on Amazon} Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died. When the Greek Gods and Goddesses were usurped from their home on Mt. Olympus, they crashed upon Earth and enslaved the human race. Children spend their existence inside prisons ran by ruthless Immortals, and upon their eighteenth birthday, they are thrown into an arena to be fought after. Once won, they are scarified with their name and short-lived identity in an unforgiving world, where there is an absence of hope for people with mortality coursing through their red veins. Servitude shackled humanity, but then a girl stood in the arena on the first summer solstice since she turned eighteen years old. A nameless girl, trembling behind the safety of her friend, landed in the Gods' worlds without knowing that she was going to be their unraveling. This wide-eyed slave, who bled two colors. One red like humans. One gold like the gods. Five hundred years ago, humanity's freedom died, but she's here to take it back. Final Book Cover commissioned by @Fantastical-Ink

Everyone dies, some just outrun it better than others.

"I'm not feisty I just don't care for people's shit." Adira Bowman is an ex- mind-controlled assassin who got herself captured by a secret all-boys spy agency. The director of the agency now wants her to become an agent, put her skills to use and have her train among his ragtag crew of smirking rebels scarred with tragedy, fighting mafia bosses and tracking master assassins. And he has sent a very crafty agent her age to recruit her. Soon Adira stumbles into a dark agency secret; the hushed tragedy of a forbidden romance. She's put on a demonic terrorism case with a group of boys who only have spying in common. And the boy who recruited her originally, well, he might just actually be able to get her to finally forgive herself for everything she has ever done. Amidst tracing the origins of nuclear bombs and a stopping a terrorist attack, feelings may be kindled and rekindled... Will Adira persist insisting that she deserves to be punished, or will she get caught up in a world of spying, lying, hiding, befriending, forgiving and...loving?

Draft • unedited. • • • "And I do love it when a man is at the pointy end of my dagger." I push the blade in more, a sliver of skin parting as red flows between the crevices and blesses the weapon. He only grins wider, "Show no mercy, Angel." He rears up, lips capturing mine and pulling my face closer to his, his hand winding itself around my neck to hold me in place as he draws my whole being into his with only his poisoned tongue and daring words. . . "The enemy of my enemy is my friend." "The enemy of my enemy, is my enemy tomorrow." I counter. • • • They took everything from me. Hunt me. Underestimate me. I have nothing to lose . . . Until he shows up. He is my undoing. The unknown. I can't let him in. • • • He thought I had been broken, consumed in his games. Loyal. At least I was . . . Until I saw her. She is my redemption. She is the job. I have to kill her. • • • Trigger warnings - this book is a lot darker than Alliance and as such deals with descriptions of torture, assault, murder and mention of SA. If this is not for you, feel free to not read. There is some sex scenes throughout this book so please read at your own risk. The main character/s are also very morally grey so if you don't like characters torturing others, this isn't the book for you. • • • Cover by Quirky Circe on Etsy Started writing 09/19 - published 02/20 - finished 03/20. Edited 01/21 Highest ranking #1 in spy 06/04/2020

Her most lethal weapon is herself . . . • • • Agent Eleven was always a loyal Agent for the Division. Until she wasn't. Running and going rogue a year ago had definitely put her on their hit list, but what happens when they find her again and force her back to the very world she ran from? Forced to join the elite team of Operatives and their domineering leader with a knack for watching her too closely, she has to tread lightly to finish what she started. Because little do the team know, they weren't the masterminds behind her return. And she isn't leaving again until she finds out the truth about what happened a year ago, and keep her identity a secret while she's at it. With a too hot for his own good leader, his best friend who seems to see too much and two seemingly innocent operatives by her side, will Agent Eleven uncover the truth? And what will she do once she realises she's captured the attention of the very serial killer her team is assigned to hunt? This plan might just be her stupidest yet, and it might just be the one that's gets her killed. • • • I watch from the corner of my eyes as he brings the dagger up to the straps of my top, slipping it under the thin fabric. "There's just a few things in my way." He hushes, dark eyes hooded. He slices through the fabric in one quick swipe, the strap hanging limply as he moves to the next one and repeats the process. • • • Cover by Quirky Circe on Etsy Highest ranking #1 in spy 1/1/2020 (almost 4 years of this - holy hell) #1 in action- adventure 3/1/2020 #1 in romance 18/1/2022 #1 in adventure 18/1/2022 # in secretagent 21/2/2022 #1 in badassreads 21/4/2023 #1 in action-romance 19/8/23 Hit 1M reads on 9/3/2021 Completed final edit on 13/09/2022

"What makes you think we can trust this Agent 1 guy?" "I-uh, I knew him before he was an agent...he's trustworthy...to an extent." "And I already told you I corrupted him. It's all good." "We're all going to die." *** Devin's hurt. Jason's missing. Lily's alive. The team finally has what they need to take down Garrett...but now they're short one agent. Lily can fill in for Jason but they still can't count on Devin till he's completely healed. So they decide to rely on a new ally...or maybe just an old enemy. When they need help who better to turn to than a new agent? As Lily's pointed out before, new agents are always easy to corrupt... But Agent 1 never really needed to be corrupted to begin with...this isn't going to end well. ***Book 3***

"She was my best friend. Someone I trusted far more than anyone else." "What was she like?" "She was worse than Devin if you can believe that." *** When the team goes on the hunt for Agent 77, aka Garrett, they discover some key information in finding him...Only one problem, the last person who had it was Agent 57. While they retrace her last steps, they run into Eliane, a civilian who gets caught in the cross fire. When they are put in charge of protecting her till the mission's over, they learn exactly how much Thirteen hates other girls. But when Eliane starts getting closer and closer to Cody, Thirteen begins to revert back to her cold self. While Chase and Devin blame it on jealousy, Jason tries to look at it more closely, coming to the conclusion that while Thirteen seems to not be able to stand this Eliane girl, there is something more to it that's fueling her anger. While Thirteen struggles to prove that there's more to Elaine than they can see, she gets a blast from the past. Thirteen's a closed off and secretive person, so how will the team react when they find out exactly how open she can be around the right people? And what will they do when they have some questions that only she can answer? Thirteen's always known more about the case than she's let on. But when she refuses to answer their questions they need find someone who can. Unfortunately the only other person with answers, is Garrett... ***Book 2*** Highest Ranking: #1 in Action

"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