Agent 24 Novels & Stories

Beside him, a younger female agent with red hair pulled into a tight bun held a runic tablet and looked at me as if I were a particularly unpleasant scientific experiment. "Sit down," ordered the older agent, pointing to the chair. I sat. "My name is Agent Thorne. This is Agent Reyes. I'm going to ask you some questions. Answer with clarity and brevity. No sarcasm. No irony. Understood?" "Understood," I replied, my voice neutral. Inside, the irony was already building up like poison in a gland. No irony. Clearly, he didn't know me very well. "And if I can't answer without irony?" added Reyes, eyes narrowed.

Still, Mercy wasn’t remorseful, she only hissed as David angrily walked out of the door. Daniel was busy assisting his wife with the laundry when his phone suddenly ranged, he picked. “Hello…is this Mr Daniel park?” The agent called, “Yes it’s Mr Daniel on the line…who’s speaking pls?” He asked. “There’s a job vacancy available for you; it’s a security job, can you do it?” The agent asked. “Yes sir…yes I can do it, I’m ready sir!” Daniel stuttered. “Alright but the job requires you to be available 24/7, there’s an accommodation provided for you already, so if you are ready?” The agent said.

There are not many things there only a desk with a chair, a bookshelf that's full of books, and a television on the wall. I quickly stepped forward, "SD agent, Katarina Clyde, code Eagle Team." "SD agent, Scout Kipper, code Cayote Team." "AD agent, Kelly Crawford, code Cheetah Team." "AD agent, Johan Marshall, code Kangaroo Team." "SD agent, Britt Preston, code Cheetah Team." "AD agent, Minnie Lopez, code Eagle Team." "AD agent, Hade Fox, code Eagle Team." I turn my head quickly to 'Hade'. Nice try, you impostor.

Builds a picture of Kessler's operation that's more complete than anything we've had before. By the time the agent stops talking, we have three new facility entry points, a full list of security rotations, and the names of twelve more embedded wolves scattered across allied territories. "Get him out of here," I say to the guards. They haul the agent away. He's crying. Broken. But alive. I prefer it that way. Dead men can't provide intelligence. And right now, intelligence is the only weapon that matters. I move to the next holding cell. Agent number four. Female. Mid-twenties. Hale recruited her straight out of Northern Pine's training program. She's been feeding Kessler patrol schedules and

A group of opponents entered their site without their knowledge. “How are you, General?” Agent Ghost inquired, walking towards the higher official. The fierce eyes of the girl meet the innocent yet bold look of the General. “I’m expecting you to be surprised,” she added while wearing a sweet smile. The agent is holding her M27 Infantry Automatic Rifle across her chest while looking intently at the General, alert that every moment, the General might fire at her.

“It looks like you want to say something to me, come on tell me. “I just want to apologize from our recent mission. I could not protect you.” “Come on, enough with that guilt, I’m alive and kicking, and stop acting like I’m a child on her first mission. I’ve been an agent for years now, I’m used to it. Plus, I’m Agent Nova, trained by the one and only Top Agent Wave.” I showed him my arms and flexed my non-existent muscle. I stopped, sighing. “I’m not used to this sad and boring Allister, I need to talk with my flirty partner, Allister.”

The man standing in front of me didn't look like someone I've met before, from his outfit you could tell he was wealthy, nice watch, nice shoes, clean shaven. I repeated my question again..."who are you?" "Excuse my manners, my name is Coal," he brought his hand towards me for a hand shake, Coal? I go through my brain to think of anywhere I've heard that name before, he still had his hand stretch before me, I come out of my thought taking his hand as I introduced myself..."Odessa," I said as I gave him a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes, he was a stranger standing in front of my door, or rather someone standing in front of my door who I didn't want to accept I was seeing.

Nerves were eating me up inside. "Alright. Take the elevator to the 10th floor and ask for Adrian Kings". She pointed out the elevator. "Thank you". I smiled. "You're welcome". She returned my smile. I walked towards the elevator and hit the button for the 10th floor once in. The elevator dinged before opening at the 10th floor. I stepped out and saw a door in front of me. Opening it, I saw employees at their different desks working. They all looked so serious and focused on their job that they didn't even notice me. I scanned their faces for a less serious one then I found him.

It was Agnes, her message brief and efficient as always. **Agnes:** *On my way to the office. Let’s go over the game plan one more time before the meeting.* Anderson typed a quick response, setting his phone aside as he leaned back in his chair. He appreciated Agnes’s thoroughness—her attention to detail had been a crucial asset in preparing for this deal. But something about her intensity, her relentless drive, left him feeling slightly off-balance. He couldn’t quite put his finger on it, but there was a nagging sense that Agnes was holding something back, something he couldn’t see.

What do you need from me? - Nothing, young Alpha, but maybe I can help you. I look suspicious. What could a vampire do for me? - I know you want your mate to accept you. I can give you some ideas on how to get him. I chuckled. - Nobody can help me. If Angel doesn't accept me, I can't make him stay. He leaves tomorrow. - Agnes, my partner, managed to get him to postpone his departure for a week. That gives you a week to conquer him.