"Hey." "You." "Boy with curly hair." "Hi." "I'll poke you." He raised an eyebrow at that last one. "I'll do it." I threatened, raising and wiggling a finger. Slowly I moved it toward his tan flesh. When my finger was mere inches away from his body, he grabbed my finger and held it in front of his face. I made an 'O' shape with my mouth before bursting into a fit of laughter. ------ Isabella is an FBI undercover operative, one of the best due to her to tortured past. Though there's a hole in her heart, she covers it up with her bubbly personality and quirky attitude as best she can. Struggling to survive a vicious love triangle, Isabelle deals with betrayal, love, heartbreak, and lots of puns.
Everyone cheered for him as he walked through the crowded room, a blank expression on his perfectly chiseled face. He didn't bother to look at anyone, practically ignoring the standing ovation he was receiving. His hands were tucked into the front pockets of his black pants and he slouched as he strode forward. It was as if he lived in his own little world, away from the rest of us.
That was the thing about Grayson, he never really payed much attention to anything as I've been told, but when he did, it was either important or naked. People said the only thing he cared about was his job and I was inclined to agree. Whatever he lacked in social skills, he made up for in his abilities. No one was as agile as Grayson, no one was as fast as Grayson, no one could aim a gun like Grayson, and no one could make anyone feel as small as Grayson did.
Or so I've been told.
Grayson had been on a secret operation in France, infiltrating a mob that had integrated from Russia, he'd been gone fifteen months without outside contact. His assignment was to bring in the mob boss' right hand man, but Grayson being the outstanding agent that he was, decided he wanted to bring down the entire organization. License plates, social security numbers, previous credit card payments, all of their dealings, all in a file placed on Ivan's desk this morning without flaw.
What about me? I arrived twelve months ago from the CIA in America, now I'm working classified investigations for the FBI in Canada. I've never met Grayson, but the girls here can't seem to stop talking about him.
Oh, did you hear about how Grayson mutilated that Spanish drug dealer last year?
My personal favourite is when he shot Bruno Mars in the shoulder to save his life!
Yeah, okay Tiffany.
Finally, I'll get to meet this Grayson guy in person.
Grayson exited the concrete room through a wooden door on the other side, leaving the rest of us in silence. Everyone seemed used to this because they simply walked back to a different room to continue their training of sorts.
Behind that wooden door was Ivan's office and I was yearning to know what was happening behind that door, but I refrained from acting on that thought and simply walked out of the other door.
I walked through the now familiar halls of the FBI operatives building and found my way into the training room. There were punching bags, barbells, all sorts of draining equipment, all for us. I smiled as I spotted Tyler in the corner of the room, doing chin ups on a bar. I made my way through the nearly empty room, my eyes focused on Tyler.
His eyes were closed, as if he was concentrating on the movements of his toned muscles as he lifted himself over the bar repeatedly.
"I still can't do those." I commented one I was nearly in front of him. His eyes opened and he dropped from the bar gracefully. "How many?"
"I lost count at fifty." Tyler said with a smirk, running a hand through his gelled blonde hair.
"Cocky much?" I asked, giving him a hug. "I missed you."
Did I forget to mention that Tyler just got back from Cambodia? Not even for a mission, he just wanted to help take care of the sick children. I really wanted to go with him, but Ivan sent me on a mission just as he was leaving. Plus, the mission was child's play.
"I missed you too." He replied, his voice muffled by my hair as he returned the hug. I broke away quickly, wiping my hands on my pants.
"Gosh, you're so sweaty!" I exclaimed, making a disgusted face.
"What'd you think I'd be? Aside from hot, of course." Tyler smiled, flexing his muscles and kissing one of them. I couldn't deny the fact that he was hot, because he was, but agreeing with him would only inflate his giant ego.
"Yeah? Well I'm cool." I said awkwardly, wondering where I was going with this. "Cooler than an iceberg..."
"You know the icebergs are melting, right?" He stated as a matter of factly, looking my dead in the eye.
"Wow, way to make it depressing AF." I said, crossing my arms. "Did I just say 'AF' out loud?"
Tyler nodded, pursing his lips. "Oh dear lord." Suddenly Tyler engulfed me in another hug, rubbing his sweat all over me.
"I missed you so much, Izzy." Tyler said, lifting me up for a few seconds.
"I missed you too, silly." I laughed as he put me down. Before I'd even taken a breath, Tyler captured my lips with his. The kiss was one of longing, making it almost desperate. I hadn't expected it, but I wasn't hating it either. I kissed him back, my hands flying to his hair.
Someone cleared their throat from behind us. We broke apart instantly, well, I did. Tyler was still trying to kiss me as I jumped back, nearly falling over. There stood Ivan, his arms crossed over his chest.
"Sir." I greeted him respectfully, blushing like crazy. I've never been one for PDA.
"I have some information for you." Ivan said, motioning for me to walk with him. I turned to Tyler and threw him an apologetic look before giving him a small wave goodbye. He returned it with a sad smile on his face.
"Happy eight month anniversary babe." He whispered before going back to the chin up bar. As I walked away, I smiled at him.
"You have a roommate." Ivan stated out of the blue.
"I do?" I questioned, curiously looking at him.
"Yes. I've arranged for Grayson to live in your dorm for a while. We gave his to someone else while he was gone because we thought he had gone cold. Therefore, he has to stay with you. You're one of the only experienced agents who doesn't have a partner."
"So... He'll be my partner in solving crimes?" I tried not to laugh at my own joke so I accidentally snorted trying to hold it in. My eyes widened and I covered my mouth I'm mortification. It was a good joke though.
Ivan just ignored me and walked away. I started to laugh a little bit as I headed back to my room. That was a great joke.
I made my way to my room, opening the door when I got there. Grayson was sitting on the couch, watching the soccer game. "Hey roomie!" I exclaimed, waving excitedly.
Grayson just looked at me before standing up and headed to the spare room, completely ignoring me.
Nice to meet you too, sir!
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Okay so I'm redoing this book, forget what you've read :O
Anyone going on vacation? - I'm still in Cuba, so...
"Stop being so scary, it's not attractive." "Yeah, okay, whatever you have to tell yourself." ---------- Casey Hall is a simple girl, leading a simple life. That is until Jeremy Storm takes an interest in her dimples, button nose, and 'cute ass'. Jeremy Storm is the type of guy that girl's like Casey Hall don't talk to. He's popular, athletic, and honestly too attractive to be real. When Casey's and Jeremy's paths cross because of the locker room pact, their lives become intertwined and they're both in for one hell of a ride. ----------- "The locker room list shall never be told to any female, otherwise every male in this holy room will have to deny the truth and shame the traitor." "Yeah, yeah, and cut off your testicles or whatever, just don't do it."
Gabriel is no ordinary guy; far from it. Having a demon for a father, and a now fallen angel for a mother is bound to have its issues. Gabriel has the overwhelming urge to do bad things, so using his inexplicable powers, he sets abandoned buildings alight. It's all a fun and games, a perfect way to burn stress, until one night he burns Mary's shed - with her inside. Oh, and of course a love triangle. ---- Amazing cover creds to: @SassySatanX
"A-Are you an alien?" One of the boys questioned tentatively. "Not that I know of." I cracked a small tentative smile. The boy who hadn't said anything, returned my smile with one of his own, then proceeded to turn to the others. "I don't know about you guys, but I sure as hell don't want her for an enemy." He laughed, approaching me with something that resembled excitement. "What do you say? Allies?" He stuck out his hand to me. I reached out my hand hesitantly. "Allies," I murmured while cautiously shaking his hand. -- Sunny Callaghan isn't like anyone else. Then again, being a test tube baby does that to you. When her 'parents' smuggled her out of the laboratory at the age of seven, they never planned for an alien invasion in their ten-year-plan. As Sunny races across the country to stop the aliens, she meets friends, foes, and just straight up bad people. Follow along on her journey to save Earth and the people she loves. Heads up: I've never tried writing a story like this, so here goes nothing.
"You're crazy." "Sweetheart, crazy's my middle name." ------ Daredevil; a reckless person who enjoys doing dangerous things. Darren 'Crazy' Carson is a daredevil in every sense of the word. He's never turned down a dare, never chickened out, and he's never, EVER, given a shit. Not until he met Faith Evermore at least. Faith Evermore was just a normal girl until she receives a secret invitation to a very exclusive club. An invitation that will change Faith and Darren's lives forever. Dares, Challenges, and Heartbreak come barrelling towards these two as they meet, and their lives will forever be changed. AMAZING COVER CREDS TO @sassySatanX
Rose looked at the reports in her hand and was in shock... The reports said that she was one month pregnant, however, how can she get pregnant when she didn't have any man in her life... "Was it because of that dream? Could I get pregnant because I have sex in my dream?" She thought... She didn't have any mental problems, however, except for this she can't able to think about anything... However, she still didn't get out of her surprise when she met the man in her dream... Kevin Davis looked at the reports in her hand and asked, "Is this child mine?" However, Rose didn't answer but asked... "Was that night not a dream?" Kevin was angry because it was his first time and she thinks it was a dream... Kevin forced her to marry him however, Rose didn't want it... She wanted to abort the child but he didn't let her... In the end... Rose agreed to marry him... She looked at Kevin's blue eyes and said, "I will marry you, however, I had two conditions..." "First, after marriage, you can't control my freedom, I still had the right to do whatever I want. Don't worry I won't harm the child." "Second, if I ever found out that you had cheated behind my back then I will leave with my child and you can't stop me..." Both of them got married... However, after she falls in love with him... She found there are hidden secrets in his past...
Yelena discovered that she wasn't her parents' biological child. After seeing through their ploy to trade her as a pawn in a business deal, she was sent away to her barren birthplace. There, she stumbled upon her true origins—a lineage of historic opulence. Her real family showered her with love and adoration. In the face of her so-called sister's envy, Yelena conquered every adversity and took her revenge, all while showcasing her talents. She soon caught the attention of the city's most eligible bachelor. He cornered Yelena and pinned her against the wall. “It's time to reveal your true identity, darling.”
Lucia Balstone thought she had chosen the right man to spend the rest of her life with, but he was the one who ended her life. Their ten-year marriage seemed like a joke when her husband stabbed her with a dagger. Fortunately, God is never blind to people's tears. Lucia got a second chance. She was reborn at the age of 22, before all the terrible things had happened. This time, she was determined to avenge herself and let those who hurt her pay! She made an elaborate list of her goals, and the first thing on her list was to marry her ex-husband's enemy, Alonso Callen!
Joelle thought she could change Adrian's heart after three years of marriage, but she realized too late that it already belonged to another woman. "Give me a baby, and I'll set you free." The day Joelle went into labor, Adrian was traveling with his mistress on his private jet. "I don't care whom you love. My debt is paid. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other." Not long after Joelle left, Adrian found himself begging on his knees. "Please come back to me."
Janet was adopted when she was a kid -- a dream come true for orphans. However, her life was anything but happy. Her adoptive mother taunted and bullied her all her life. Janet got the love and affection of a parent from the old maid who raised her. Unfortunately, the old woman fell ill, and Janet had to marry a worthless man in place of her parents' biological daughter to meet the maid's medical expenses. Could this be a Cinderella's tale? But the man was far from a prince, except for his handsome appearance. Ethan was the illegitimate son of a wealthy family who lived a reckless life and barely made ends meet. He got married to fulfill his mother's last wish. However, on his wedding night, he had an inkling that his wife was different from what he had heard about her. Fate had united the two people with deep secrets. Was Ethan truly the man we thought he was? Surprisingly, he bore an uncanny resemblance to the impenetrable wealthiest man in the city. Would he find out that Janet married him in place of her sister? Would their marriage be a romantic tale or an utter disaster? Read on to unravel Janet and Ethan's journey.
Rumors said that Lucas married an unattractive woman with no background. In the three years they were together, he remained cold and distant to Belinda, who endured in silence. Her love for him forced her to sacrifice her self-worth and her dreams. When Lucas' true love reappeared, Belinda realized that their marriage was a sham from the start, a ploy to save another woman's life. She signed the divorce papers and left. Three years later, Belinda returned as a surgical prodigy and a maestro of the piano. Lost in regret, Lucas chased her in the rain and held her tightly. "You are mine, Belinda."