"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***
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Zero's POV
"Sir if I may speak to you about your decision."
"The decision has already been made Agent 53 there is nothing to discuss." I address him calmly.
"Agent 13 is hardly-"
"My decision is final and that is that."
"She's wild, she's reckless, her tactics are, are barbaric!"
"She gets the job done."
"She's a loose cannon."
"She's also, the best agent we've ever had."
"I understand that, really I do, " he responds "but do you really believe this is a good idea? Throwing her into a team of agents? She hasn't worked with anyone in over two years. You of all people know how she can get with other agents, she doesn't trust them, and throwing her into a group of complete strangers is not going to end well. Somebody's going to get hurt and it's not going to be her!"
"I am aware."
"Then why not just send her on the mission alone? You said so yourself she gets the job done."
I say nothing in reply as I hand him the mission file, giving him time to read over it before speaking again.
"Normally, yes I would send her on this mission alone but as you pointed out, I do know her, and I know how she can get. She is the only one capable of completing this mission but I'm not going to risk sending her on it alone. I need other agents to keep an eye on her and report back if she begins taking things too far. She knows these people better than anyone, regretfully, and she can help the team just as much as they can help her. Who knows this might just be the chance to get her back on a team, permanently."
"You know she'll never agree to this." He responds, glancing up from the file.
"Actually, she already has."
Cody's POV
I slam my fist into the punching bag yet again and watch as it shakes and protests against the chains.
"Hit that thing any harder and you'll break it."
I turn to face a smirking Devin leaning on the wall across from me.
"Like I care." I retort. He opens his mouth to make a smart arse reply but is cut off as Chase walks up.
"Devin quit bothering Cody."
"Me!?" shouts Devin "I didn't even do anything!"
"Yet" Jason interjects as he sits down on the benches. I shoot Devin a smug look causing him to curse under his breath and flip me the bird.
"That's enough" Chase snaps.
"Someone got up on the wrong side of the bed this morning." Mumbles Jason earning snickers from me and Devin as well as a glare from Chase. He holds his hands up in surrender.
"Just saying" he states as Chase continues to glare. Suddenly the PA speakers blast to life.
"Delta team 2 please report to chief Zero's office for mission briefing."
"The chief's office?" Jason questions
"It must be pretty important if he wants to speak to us directly." Chase muses. Though what he said makes sense. The chief never calls field agents to his office unless it's important. He usually just has another high ranking agent brief us on our missions.
"Well let me be the first to say...Let's not piss him off and stand around all day!" Devin shouts before turning and booking it out of here. Devin has a...interesting personality...we think he's bipolar, he disagrees.
We follow out of the training room, just not as quickly, proceeding to walk through a series of hallways and rooms, occasionally bumping into other agents. We finally make it to the door labeled, Zero, only to see Devin waiting outside.
"What took you so long?" he demands, we...ignore him.
Chase knocks politely on the door and steps aside as it is opened by Agent 53.
"Sir." Chase addresses him politely. He nods back in response before stepping to the side and motioning for us to enter. The chief is a man in his early forties with light brown hair and matching brown eyes. He sat at his desk wearing a black suit and matching bow tie.
"Sit" he commands motioning with his hand at the four empty chairs resting in front of his desk.
"Leave us" he orders Agent 53, who turns and leaves, shutting the door silently behind him. We all turn our full attention to him as he hands us each a copy of the same file.
"The target is Tony Martin, he's a drug lord who recently happened to get his hands on some of our tech." I raise my eyebrows, somebody give the guy a gold medal.
"How?" Devin asks.
"I'm not at liberty to discuss that with you." I stare at him dumbstruck. We need any and all information we can get.
"Why?" I question, my tone coming out slightly accusing. He turns his icy glare to me.
"It is being taken care of." His voice deadly calm. "I expect you all to be packed within the next hour and waiting at the airfield. Further information as well as instructions will be given on the flight, you are dismissed."
Jason's the first to stand and start towards the door with the rest of us in tow.
"Oh I almost forgot." Zero's voice stopped us in our tracks. "There will be another agent joining you on this mission."
"Excuse me?!" I all but shout. There was no way in hell I was going to let that happen. We had worked together from the beginning and I'll be damned if I was going to allow another agent to join without a fight.
"You heard me." He starts calmly, "She's in need of a new team, and quite frankly no other team is as, well...capable of dealing with her."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Asks Devin.
"It means, she refused to work with any other team." Zero responds calmly though I swear I see his lip twitch in the tiniest bit as if he's enjoying our little freak out. "But also no other team is as fit to handle her and her, temper." A groan escapes my lips before I can stop it. Just great a girl with attitude problems, that's exactly what we need on our team. Note sarcasm.
"She would only be on your team for this mission unless she'd be willing as well as the rest of you of course, to stay on your team for good." Two words old man, HELL NO!
"With all due respect sir, adding a new member to this team will only slow us down." Chase responds, finally speaking up.
"On the contrary, if anything your team will slow her down." He smiles at us in way that makes me uneasy. What does he know that we don't?
***
"What does he mean we'll slow her down?" I ask as I angrily shove yet another shirt into the already full suitcase resting on my bed. "We are the best agents this agency has ever had and he thinks we need another member, uh no thanks." I growl out.
"Hey we're all pissed about it but taking it out on your suitcase isn't going to solve anything."
"Never thought I'd say this but Devin's right Cody, just calm down." Replies Chase.
"Alright, alright" Jason interrupts, "I am the only one thinking about the actual agent or are we all too busy moping over the fact we got stuck with not only another agent but a girl at that?"
"What are you on about?" I snap back at him.
"Did none of you even realize he didn't give us a name or number? I mean I'm a little curious as to who she is. After all she'd have to be a good agent or he wouldn't have assigned her to our team."
"I have never met, seen, or heard of any agent what-so-ever that is as good as any one of us." I retort.
"What about Agent 13?" Devin questions quietly.
"Oh please, we all know Zero made that one up. He just wanted other agents to become more motivated to get better. Agent 13 is a myth, a damn ghost story." Chase comments, his tone one of annoyance.
"Besides, " Jason chimes in, "Zero doesn't allow solo agents anyway. You have to be on a team no matter what."
"Which means she just lost her team." All eyes turn to Devin, "Think about, " he continues "If she's joining our team, that means she doesn't have one, and you can't join another team unless your previous one is...gone."
"Great we're going to have a broken, unstable, emotional, lost freaking puppy looking for a new home." I grumble in annoyance, but what Devin said makes sense and it is true, there is no switching or joining another team unless yours is, well extinct.
Chase was right to begin with, she is only going to slow us down. Well I hope she can hold her own in a fight cause first chance I get I'm leaving her on the enemy's door step...she'd make a good distraction...and if she ended up getting herself killed well, all our problems would be solved. No one comments back on my statement though I have a feeling they're thinking the same thing.
I grab four more shirts from the closet stuff them, more gently this time, into my suitcase and zip it shut.
"Everybody ready?" Chase asks us, as he too zips his suitcase closed.
"Yep"
"Yeah"
"Sure?"
"Then let's go." Chase leads the way this time as we walk yet again through the complicated series of hallways, each of with a suitcase in hand and a backpack on. We step through a set of bulletproof glass doors and into the massive air hanger which holds six jets, nine airplanes, thirty-two war planes, and twenty-six small drones. Its large doors were open which gave us a view of the long air strip and the jet waiting just outside the doors.
"Delta 2" Zero addresses us
"Chief Zero" responds Chase politely. I roll my eyes.
"Agent 76 will take your bags for you." he gestures to the man in his late twenties standing on his right. He motions for us to follow him as he walks towards the jet.
"Where's the girl?" Jason whispers to me.
"Probably still trying to get all her heels and hair products to fit in her suitcase." I snicker in response to which he just laughs quietly.
"Agent 91 will accompany you on your flight and finish briefing you on your mission." Zero says just as we reach the metal set of stairs leading into the jet. The soft thudding of footsteps brings everyone's attention to the girl around nineteen descending the staircase.
She's wearing no make-up, black combat boots, tight fitting black jeans, and a black v-neck shirt that hugs her body nicely. Her straight black hair is pulled up into a high ponytail, swaying with every step she takes. She stands at around 5'7, her hazel shifting back and forth between all of us like a wild animal on the hunt.
"We're ready on this end." She says to Zero, completely ignoring us.
"Good." He replies, "Gentlemen I would like to introduce your new team member-"
"Temporarily"
"As well as your pilot." Zero continues, as he ignores her interruption.
"She got a name?" Chase asks, his tone showing complete boredom.
"She is right here." Her voice drenched in venom. Zero ignores all of us as he continues to speak.
"Ye-" he starts, only to be interrupted by none other than the wicked witch herself. Her answer leaving us in shock as one word or rather number escapes her lips.
"Thirteen."
"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 some one who can. Unfortunately the only other person with answers, is Garrett... ***Book 2***
To the public, she was the CEO's executive secretary. Behind closed doors, she was the wife he never officially acknowledged. Jenessa was elated when she learned that she was pregnant. But that joy was replaced with dread as her husband, Ryan, showered his affections on his first love. With a heavy heart, she chose to set him free and leave. When they met again, Ryan's attention was caught by Jenessa's protruding belly. "Whose child are you carrying?!" he demanded. But she only scoffed. "It's none of your business, my dear ex-husband!"
RATED 18+ (WARNING) - EXPLICIT SCENES. "Strip for me" the beastly alpha called, his voice echoed from his dark cell, causing a shiver to go down her body. She couldn't fight the way her body reacts to him. Her nipples harden from his touch. "I can smell your wetness omega" he mutters, his hands tracing under her skirt till he feels up her wet jeweled folds, causing a hiss from her lips as his fingers push in. He whispers to he ears, a voice filled the dangerous promise "you are mine" .******. Elise Aldermen is the daughter of the Silvernight Pack's chief alpha. She has waited her whole life for her marriage ceremony, hoping it would be the best day of her life. However, she gets the shock of a lifetime when her betrothed coldly rejects her and makes her a slave after finding out her true origins, even though they were already bound. Not Not only is she claimed to be a bastard on her mating day, but she is also disowned and rejected by her pack and mate. Elise's life turns into a nightmare as she is thrown into the dungeons as the cruel alpha's slave, only to be handed off to his greatest beastly champion, who dwells in the dark cells. Elise soon discovers that the beast she is now forced to be marked and bound to is more than a monster; this beastly alpha could also be her fated mate.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
P-please, I beg you. Come let's go tell Christian I had no hand in whatever happened, p-please." I clutched the lapel of his jacket desperately. "Let's go. You need to tell my husband you were paid." "Young lady, you're harassing me." His tone was cold and his stare granite. But I could care less. "You harassed me first! You had sex with me without my consent, my husband knows and now I'm pregnant with this child he doesn't want. You ruined my marriage! I-I hate you!" ************************************ Caught by her husband with another man on their matrimonial bed the morning after her birthday, Hailey Codza could not defend herself. As though it's not enough, she gets pregnant. Her enraged husband decides to pay her back for her infidelity by having an affair with his ex-girlfriend - Denise Kellers, the family Hailey never knew she had. Losing her family's wealth and company to her husband and his ex (now girlfriend), she is devastated, homeless and penniless as all her credit cards are blocked by her husband. She sees the man who is responsible for her pregnancy. The man she has no idea how he'd found his way to her matrimonial bed - Jared Johnson. Jared is annoyed when this strange woman disrupts his meeting and accuses him of ruining her life, marriage and impregnating her. It affects his business deals and having no choice, he marries her to calm the public whilst engaged to someone else. But he loathes her and allows his family treats her badly. Hailey who has fallen in love with Jared is broken when she can no longer take the humiliation. She signs the divorce papers and leaves, only to arrive six years later to the country as a self-made, secret billionaire and a mother of twins. Now her two ex-husbands are begging to have her back...
Sandra Hill, the long-lost real heiress of the Hill family, was shunned by her own kin. Instead of embracing her, they bestowed their affection upon an impostor. They even arranged her to marry a vegetative man in place of her so-called “sister”. Sandra sneered, refusing to put up with this humiliation, cut off ties with the Hill family immediately and ran into the flash marriage with Wesley Cooper, her unconscious billionaire husband. With her incredible medical skills, she defied the odds and revived him. Little did she expect that her husband spoiled her with all his love... A medical genius, a computer prodigy, a national treasure in painting, and a racing legend... Her husband revealed her various identities, leaving the Hill family regretful. Her father came pleading, "It's Dad's fault. Please come back." Her mother wept, "Mom will protect you from now on. Please come back." Even her five brothers knelt before he, begging for forgiveness. Yet, Sandra's smile held a hint of mockery as she vowed, “Never!”
Rumors claimed that Fernanda, newly back with her family, was nothing more than a violent country bumpkin. Fernanda just flashed a casual, dismissive grin in response. Another rumor suggested that the usually rational Cristian had lost all sense, madly in love with Fernanda. This frustrated her. She could tolerate gossip about herself, but slander against her beloved crossed the line! Gradually, as Fernanda's multiple identities as a celebrated designer, a savvy gamer, an acclaimed painter, and a successful business magnate came to light, everyone realized they were the ones who had been fooled.