Saving Anastasia (Death Game Series 01)
There's something about the sensation of not knowing where you are, about not seeing the color of things as they occur, but as they truly are. Something about the mystery, the silence, and the cold appeals to me. There's something unspoken about the dark that I can never put into words. Something both terrifying and absolutely gorgeous
Secret Agents of havvard (S.A.H) is a hidden government agency that keeps the world safe from powerful and unseen threats everywhere.
--------Anastasia Amorist Grey, the 25-year-old daughter of Alfredo Santiago Grey. The Leader of the Alpha Team, known as "Uno" She's heartless, brutal, and cold. But under the cold exterior is a girl who has suffered far too many heartbreaks and losses.
Trained to be a great agent who defends, punishes, and brings peace to the world. But what if her final mission with her friends is to annihilate her own father's wickedness?
Will someone finally break down the walls of her cold heart, or will she have to face her demons alone?
Miller, Zacharyx The 27-year-old man known as "Tres" is a undercover police officer who will meet Anastasia along the way in her tumultuous life. Many people fear him, and he has a dark past that haunts him every night.
Will two broken souls fit together perfectly, or will they destroy each other beyond repair? With the mission lurking around the corner will Zacharyx and Anastasia be able to survive the mission?
Will Zacharyx be able to save Anastasia?
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Chapter: Chapter 6The backup agents had already slipped through the open door when they reached us. Two of them took Miguel gently by the arms and lifted him toward the corridor. I rose to my feet and met his eyes; for a heartbeat the lab fell away and it was just the two of us. I gave him a small, steadying nod and an assuring smile.Miguel returned the smile, then surprised me by wriggling free of the agent’s grip and running into my arms. He hugged my waist with the fierce, unselfconscious relief of a child who had been lost and then found. I kept my face composed, though my chest tightened. I ruffled his hair with a fingertip; he looked up at me, earnest and exhausted. “Thank you,” he said, voice thin but sincere, before letting go and falling back into the agent’s hand.Agent Quatro entered then, his grin broad and unapologetic. “That was a good job for us!” he crowed. I rolled my eyes. “Where are Agents Dos and Singko?” I asked.They came in together, uniforms streaked with grime and blood, faces
Última actualización: 2026-02-27
Chapter: Chapter 5𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 5 •The warehouse air was thick with dust and tension. My boots echoed against the concrete as I strode quickly into the front area, katana strapped tight against my back.“Uno, there are two approaching at the front,” Quatro’s voice cut through the static of the comms.I adjusted the grip on my weapon, but before steel could sing, the shadows moved. Two men emerged, their eyes locked on me, their movements coordinated like predators circling prey.They didn’t waste time. The first lunged, fists flying in a flurry of strikes. I blocked, parried, countered—my arms moving with trained precision. But the second man was already behind me, his elbow driving toward my ribs. The impact forced me to stumble, the taste of iron sharp in my mouth.They pressed together, a relentless rhythm of fists, knees, and kicks. I fought back, each strike calculated, each dodge razor-thin. Yet their teamwork was suffocating, their rhythm designed to overwhelm.One man’s blade flashed in the d
Última actualización: 2026-02-27
Chapter: Chapter 4𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 4 •"Agent Zacharyx Miller here, He is also in charge of mission 00923821L. That is why I have included him in your group because he will be a great help as well as a good agent." Uncle stated as he walked towards Z or should I say Zacharyx. I'm aware he's a part of mission 00923821L. That night, he was with me. I questioned Grandpa about it before, and he knows that Z will be present. He vanished without a trace that night, too, and Grandpa explained that it was because his task had been completed."He's skilled with firearms, knives, and hand-to-hand combat. He has also trained 11 years ago in the same field as you but on a different team. And for how many years he was assigned to work undercover as a SouthVillegers police officer" He continued.I didn't understand why a police officer would be involved in the operation when the N.S.A.H is already in charge, but I didn't ask, though I guess I have my answer
Última actualización: 2022-04-27
Chapter: Chapter 3 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 3 •"You look terrible today," turning my head to the right to see Sabina grinning. I rolled my eyes and raised an eyebrow at her. I haven't gotten any sleep in days because I've been concentrating on my grandfather's murder case while resuming my training."Uno, you should rest and sleep.""I'm okay," I said, staring at Quatro, Singko, and Sais as they ran to the field. We've been preparing for the missions last week. Since we're back on the missions, my Uncle has ordered that we train again."What made you leave that night after mission 00923821L?" Hearing her ask, my body froze for a split second. I let out a sigh and kept silent. Remembering what happened on that mission gives me nightmares."You walked away without saying anything." I did leave that night, which I regret because maybe if I stayed and stopped being selfish. Mayb
Última actualización: 2022-04-20
Chapter: Chapter 2I pulled my Aventador Lp 780-4 Ultimae to a stop in front of the N.S.A headquarters. The engine whispered to a hush, but my thoughts roared louder than ever. It had been years since I'd stood on this sacred, storm-touched ground—this place that shaped me and scarred me.The main building loomed like a forgotten palace, tall and proud, cloaked in its old glory. Behind it, the dorms rose with ancient columns and watchful statues, like silent sentinels still guarding memories left behind. Around it all, vast gyms, fields, and training centers spread out like war camps built to sharpen both body and soul.It was breathtaking—the land of my making, and sometimes, my undoing. A battlefield and a sanctuary. A place I once ran from but never truly left behind.Now that I’m here again, every corner whispers stories I thought I’d buried. I didn’t expect to feel it, but I do—I missed this place. And more than that, I missed him—my grandfather. As I walked towards the main building's door, my foo
Última actualización: 2022-03-28
Chapter: Chapter 1Looking back at my happiest memories feels like running fingers over old scars—some smooth and faded, others still raw. I once believed memories were like stars: distant, beautiful, untouchable. But I was wrong. Memories are bullets. Some just whistle past, leaving only echoes of fear. Others pierce clean through you, leaving you bleeding in silence.“Condolence, Anastasia.”“Anastasia, I’m so sorry for your loss.”“I’m sorry, truly.”I heard their voices all around me, but they sounded like a broken radio—faint, crackling, meaningless. I nodded out of habit, not because I understood. My eyes stayed glued to the casket, to the stillness that used to be my grandfather. My world felt like a glass vase tipped over in slow motion—falling, shattering, crumbling beneath the weight of my sorrow. “Anastasia? Can we talk for a moment?” Fayre sat beside me, her voice sounded soft but steady. I turned to her with empty eyes.“Sure,” I replied, though I wasn’t really there. “Your grandfather wants
Última actualización: 2022-03-23
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