This isn't how my life is supposed to end. Then again, a case of mistaken identity got me here. No one is ever who we think they are. Especially my kidnapper, a man whose entire life is designed to deceive. Powerful people want my rescuer to die. I'm just a lure. A pawn. An object. But objects hold meaning. Emotions attach themselves without logic. Like love. I now know that Duff will do everything to protect me. If he gets here in time. And...

I did it. I admit it. I fell in love with Silas. My bodyguard. My protector. My new informant. We're playing a cat-and-mouse game. I'm not sure whether I'm the cat or the mouse, but I can definitely tell I'm in a trap. A trap with no way out. I'm not who everyone thought I was. The truth is out there, finally turning the lie about me inside out. I am the shameless little lie. It's finally been revealed, and now even more people want to kill me. As...

When you're born without a trace, no one knows you're a weapon. I lie for her. I hunt for her. I kill for her. And above all, I betray my mission for her. She doesn't know why. She doesn't care why. I do. Treason comes in many forms. Love is one of them. Our training taught me to be a sociopath. A machine. A pawn. Nothing more than a tool for a larger goal, without attachments or feelings. Our teachers forgot one important detail: Pawns...

"The future isn’t real. The past isn’t real, either. Only the present is, solid and full, flying at our faces, our bodies, our hearts and souls at breakneck speed as we work to take it all in. As we work to protect others. And, finally - ourselves. We’ve started to break the bonds of Stateless, a system as rotten as the one it seeks to destroy. But systems are organisms with one brutal goal: to survive, whatever it takes. Kina has to do...

It's not against any formal rule for us to sleep together. It is, however, strictly forbidden to have feelings for each other. I can't do one without the other at this point. Which means I am doomed. When you don’t know who you can trust, reality distorts. It twists and oozes, disintegrating and reformulating to meet whatever needs its masters demand. Just like me. Just like Kina. Except everything is different now that we know who we really are....

On a dark, rainy night I drove my overstuffed junker car back to a town I never expected to see again. And when I needed a rescue by the side of the road, a six-foot tall piece of hot, unfinished business named Mark was what the universe sent me. Three years earlier I'd fled town (and Mark) to follow my wrongly-convicted father to his federal prison, working crappy jobs to stay afloat and visit him every second I could. But now Dad's dead and I'm...

She has no idea what she's doing. Loose cannons never hit their targets. And they take out plenty of collateral damage. Four years ago Lindsay experienced the unspeakable right before me, and I couldn't stop them. But that's all changed now. When her father, Senator Bosworth, contacted me to ask - demand - that I protect her, it was a second chance. A shot at redemption. An opportunity to right an unspeakable wrong. Controlling Lindsay as she...

Four years ago I lost my virginity on live, streaming television. Too bad I wasn't awake for it. The video went viral. Of course it would. A Senator's daughter on camera? Wouldn't you click "share"? Besides, that's what three of the four guys in the video did. Share. They shared me. But that fourth guy? The nondescript one in the background in the upper left corner of the screen, just sitting on the couch? The only one who did nothing? Not one...

Help. I'm alone, tied up, bleeding and terrified. I'm a prisoner at the Atlas motorcycle club compound. Someone kidnapped me, and it looks like it's Chase. No one knows I'm here. Then again, I'm no one, right? No mother, no stepfather, and my sister may have been kidnapped, too. They can make me disappear. Or worse. It turns out there are worse things than disappearing. I thought Chase was my only hope. Now he turns out to be my worst nightmare. Something...