Agent 24 Novels & Stories

It was more than one man could handle on his own. Sitting on her sofa was calming, and for a moment, Aaron leaned his head back and relaxed, something he seldom had a chance to do, particularly since Christian had perfected and installed his Intelligence Assistance Communicators in everyone’s eyes. Now, any Hunter or Guardian in the world could reach him (or anyone else) at any time. While it was great during a battle or for planning, it made turning work off nearly impossible, even with the addition of an Off button, which Aaron never felt comfortable using.

Sydney huffed in annoyance, "Your sorry doesn't solve anything. Granted, you wanted to put a wedge between us and that worked. But you've moved on and I'm still picking up the pieces as I try to unscramble the mess you made of my mind. Even now, with all my memories, with me knowing everything we once shared, I'm not sure how I should feel about you. You're a complete stranger to me." Her last sentence had a thought coming to mind. I held my hand out, "Then let's start over as complete strangers. My name is Alpha Victor Silva. Alpha of the rogues. Welcome to one of the many sanctuaries I plan on constructing around the world." Sydney narrowed her gaze on my extended hand with apprehension be

She looked at him when he said, "Tsk! Who would be so stupid to teach that to their student?" The man stopped walking and put the shakles on Revy's hand, who looked way too afraid to talk or even fight back. This man was her partner, Chaster Chaser. That's his code name. He was estimatedly 27 years old. Though that is only an estimation as personal information such as name, age, and gender are all highly classified information that even they, the members of the agency, have no permission to access.

The driver responded. “Alright go forward and park outside of the far building he will greet you there.” The guard responded. The driver does as instructed and as expected Elisha was already outside of the building waiting but with an unexpected guest. Standing next to Adam was a six foot three inches tall pale bald man with a muscular build and even more unexpectedly he was wearing an Alpha two uniform just like the team was. As the tem gets out of the truck everybody but Ebony gives the guy a weird look. Ebony was too focused on rushing out the truck and almost talking Elisha in a hug.

asks Dane. "Yeah. So when cadets graduate at the age of thirteen from the program and become agents, they receive an 'agent name'," explains Dexter to Dane, "it serves as a reference among the agency. The agent name is only written down in paper files, and it can't be found on any digital platform. Therefore acting as a code that is not only difficult to access but also as a code that only certain people know." "What do you mean?" asks Dane. "The agent name serves as a way to differentiate agents coming back from a mission and an impostor," I add to Dexter's explanation, "therefore it serves as a security measure to stop impostors from entering into the agency at the most vulnerable point."

he warned. “I know.” Valerie gasped suddenly and grabbed her stomach. Not in pain. In shock. A sound, like a crack, split the air. The ground beneath her feet trembled. Her aura wasn’t like a wolf. It wasn’t even like an Alpha’s. It was something else entirely. I moved toward her, but the force that erupted from her knocked both Hunter and me a step back. She opened her eyes. They weren’t gold. They weren’t black. They were silver.

What bothered me more than that was the fact that we had more than just her. “What about the other Agents?” the guy asked. “3 is visiting another pack, and 4 has no further updates. They’re all just awaiting further instructions.” “What do you want to do about Agent 1?” the guy asked with an exasperated sigh as if he knew exactly how difficult Veronica was to work with. She did not seem to have many fans. “Have Agent 2 keep trying to get to her so that she knows not to talk. The Eyes have ensured that she can’t be commanded by her Alpha to reveal our plan, so she just needs to keep her mouth shut or we’ll have to shut it permanently,” Murderer said.

Quickstep asked the system still looking at the variety of female divine ants. "Affirmative, host," the system answered. "Hmmm. Enough of that. What else can you give me?" Quickstep quickly recovered himself from the allure of these existences. They were gorgeous but they only reminded him of his wife even more. "The system has a starter bonus for you, host. You can pick one from three random choices of an F tier existence. Do you want to open the starter bonus now, host?" the system asked Quickstep. "Okay, do it," Quickstep instructed the system.

“Aсtuаllу Agent Cоореr, I’vе never bееn mоrе sure оf аnуthіng. Lеt’ѕ gо gеt mе wired for ѕоund.” Aѕ this is quite a small operation, thеrе аrе only nine tеаm members. I gеt tо mееt them all. Agents Cоореr аnd Robinson hеаd uр the dеtаіl. Thеrе are also tесh guys, surveillance staff, and ѕоmе muѕсlе.

My fingers closed around the phone as I swiped it open, my eyes scanning the screen. A text thread with someone labeled “Agent” caught my attention. My breath hitched as I scrolled, the words jumping out at me. “Apartment confirmed. You can move-in soon. Address: 1427 Willow Lane, Chicago. My mind latched onto the address, memorizing it in an instant. Lisa was planning to move? Why? Who was she running from or to?