Sam smiled as she sat in her room. In fact she had been smiling all day. When she woke up and started her day she had been smiling, and now that it was about to end she was still smiling. The fact that he cared so much about her really made her feel special. She knew that blowing up the building was a bit extreme but she knew no one got hurt. So she guessed it was okay.

Her eyes widened.

"I would have never thought that was okay before. What's the matter with me?" She sighed. "He's taking over me. That HAS to be it."

She also couldn't help but wonder who he was, her secret admirer. He'd have to be someone smart (as he had proven to be over and over again) she smiled. And someone who disliked her friends, her smile turned into a frown.

That was the bad part.

She sighed trying to put together everything she knew about him. "Okay so I know he doesn't like my friends." She paused. "He knows I'm a spy, and he's smart." She slumped her shoulders realizing that wasn't as much information as she was hoping for. He could still be anybody.

Well almost anybody.

She somehow didn't see him being someone from school. That just wouldn't make sense because she was sure than no one at her school knew her secret job. It had to be someone else. But who?

The gifts had been mostly frightening, or were sent in ways that would scare her. She shrugged. "That doesn't necessarily mean he's dangerous, maybe he has a strange taste in gifts." She smiled. "It's still thoughtful."

She reached for the pile of letters he had sent her and went through them ordering them from the first one she had received to the last. When she was done she noticed there was one extra. She blinked turning it over and noticed that it was sealed.

He had been in her house again.

She smiled no longer completely disturbed by the fact that she had a man walking around her house whenever he pleased. Even though it really should have bothered her. She sighed at the sudden change of thought. Sam opened the letter reading the riddle:

.::.

I know you're fascinated with reading,

But I guarantee this is one book you might not enjoy...

or you might

seeing that both you,

and me

are two parts of one whole.

And so we have a lot in common,

hopefully this included.

Love,

Your Deadly Admirer

.::.

"It's a book of some kind." She smiled re-folding the letter and putting it along with the others. Sam yawned and stretched getting up from her room and walking to her living room. She glanced at the clock on the way there. 7:30 pm.

She smiled. "Just enough time to read a bit more of my favourite book." She walked over to her book shelf and easily spotted her book. She picked it up smiling before opening it to the marked page. She read aloud:

"An easy way to kill someone is.." she trailed off her eyes widening. "What?" Sam shut the book staring at the cover. Her favourite book stared back at her. She shook her head opening the book and reading. The words didn't change as she'd expected.

"What the-" She closed the book staring hard at the cover. Her favourite book. When she opened it again a black envelope fell out of the book. She gasped before leaning down and picking it up. She ripped open the envelope reading the words.

"Try removing the cover instead of gaping like an idiot."

She glared at the letter muttering a soft. "Jerk." Which he heard seeing that he was standing right in front of her. Actually he was hiding right behind her bookshelf watching her every action and smirking at her surprise. She frowned removing the cover of the book. Her eyes widened when she saw the new cover hiding beneath.

1,000,000 Gruesome Ways to Kill

(Not for the faint-hearted)

By: Anonymous

Sam gasped in shock. She threw the book on the ground, insistent on never reading it again.

But if only, if only she had looked back to her shelf. She would have seen an eye, it being sea-green in color, and half a mouth upturn in a smirk where the book once was.