86 Spoilers Novels & Stories

His hands fell to his side as he shut his eyes and passed out. Matteo pushed him to the ground, with a loud thud, he fell and Matteo stood straight breathing hard, his chest heaving up and down momentarily. He looked at the man in front of him and let out a deep breath before pulling the chair in the room and setting it in the middle of the room ****** Spade was lurking in the shadows of the huge hall, gently sipping from the glass he had taken from one of the servers passing by. They had just made one of those very boring speeches that he hated so much, with fake enthusiasm, fake smiles and obviously unnecessary praises.

she bend her head to one side making a funny face in the mirror then taking a deep breath she wore a determined expression, making up her mind to ignore romance, she decided this would be her new mantra, getting better to find out what actually happened to her dad and becoming a high grade spy. When she arrived at Giant’s Limited she was shocked at the building in front of her, the building is a giant indeed, the exterior was mostly glazed, the glass shone brightly reflecting the morning sun, you could see your image clearly on the glasses and the building was so tall you’ve to turn your neck upward completely to see the last floor, taking a deep breath Elena walked through the door and stra

“He’s your brother. I mean, I know you two aren’t close, but still… Guess there really is no honor among killers.” Six didn’t say anything, just kneeled back down and held out his hand toward me. “Give me your napkin.” My brow scrunched as I looked at him. Napkin? He reached out and dug into my jacket pocket, pulling a folded-up napkin I’d stuck in there days before. Whoops. I was shocked he even remembered it was there. Turning Mr. Dead’s head, Six used the napkin to wipe away as much blood as he could from behind the guy’s ear. It took a few passes to get the sticky, dried red to leave the skin, exposing two small dots.

Mona saw the mood shift and hurried over, swaying her hips, trying to press her body against Sharpe's arm out of habit. "Aw, Derek, honey, why are you so mad? It's just some petty little thief. Gary's just trying to clean up after us." Sharpe shoved her away, hard. "Petty thief? Do you two have any idea the sky is about to fall in on us?" Sharpe pointed up at the ceiling, his finger shaking. "Corporate headquarters just issued a red alert! The one they're calling the Hatchet—the risk control inspector sent down straight from headquarters to audit the books—walked into our store half an hour ago! Her signal's completely gone dark right now!"

Dax responds, now starting to relax back into the armchair, while still keeping his brow furrowed with concern. “That’s exactly what Gamma Bree said,” Cayden chimes in, “but the tracker insist the scents didn’t just slowly start to fade. They just disappeared.” I take a deep breath, “Tasha and Channing also said that there were footprints around the scents,” I take a pause before saying one of the weirder things I’ve said in my life, “of men’s dress shoes.”

The surveillance footage captured every last detail, without omitting a single thing. A deathly silence settled over the interrogation room. Everyone stared at the footage on the screen. No one said a word. Isaac and Kathie were trembling. Their eyes were wide with panic. Neither of them had ever imagined that their meticulously planned scheme would be exposed by a backup camera they didn't even know existed. When the footage ended, the officer closed the laptop. He cast an icy look at Isaac and Kathie and said sternly, "Isaac Peterson, Kathie Wilbury, do either of you have anything to say for yourselves?"

Yu Hao is whispering to his lead mechanic while pointing a handheld transmitter directly at the sector three hairpin turn—the exact location where Mao Jun struggled during practice. Is Team 666 about to execute a lethal track sabotage to ensure Swift Team’s second consecutive elimination, and will Chloe have to violate race protocols to save her teammate before he crashes at 200 miles per hour?

I asked, standing a short distance away from the bodies lying on the bed, their faces were covered with sheets. “Atom bomb” Clara lost control and almost let out a small giggle but one glaring look from her boss all smiles vanished. “I do not think I said a joke, Miss Petals.” Dr Stephen turned back to address us. “ Come with me” He walked to his computer, after a few clicks, a face appeared on the screen.

have Greek monsters hanging around outside the camp and the truth is we are not prepared to fight against them, they are stronger than anything, "in that a lookout yells to the rest," someone opened a Tür 20 meters away, "in that panic runs in the base, one of those present said, "they are the ones from the red team are coming to attack us, we are finished," in that the same lookout tells them, "no, wait for the Tür came leo and apparently comes with more people," in that target goes towards the checkpoint to corroborate the information, "Layla Lagareta is Leo, okay.""After 1 minute all the rest were present," well, we had suspicions but we did not believe them, we have Greek monsters hangi