Agent 24 Novels & Stories

She didn’t have to pick 24C again--ever again, for that matter. When she went to make her selection, however, 46A was taken, and 19E wasn’t in service. She glanced around at her other choices. One of them, 39P, was a definite no. He had been just awful the one time she’d tried him, moving his hips and trying way too hard. It had been unpleasant to say the least. She had about twenty other Inseminators to choose from, but rather than go with someone else she didn’t know who might be uncomfortable, she went with the familiar and chose 24C, deciding she just wouldn’t tell Mist. if she asked, she’d lie. It wasn’t like 24C was going to be telling anyone who he was with.

"I'm your granddaughter! You clearly knew how dangerous he could be, yet you still forced me to marry him? "Do you really think that little of me?" Seeing her twisted expression, Steven seemed to age ten years in an instant. After a long silence, he finally spoke. "You'll regret this." There was a pause between each word. His eyes carried a sense of pain. "How could I ever regret killing a monster?" Jessica screamed hysterically. Steven pointed at me on the ground. "His name is Christopher. He used to be the ace of the Special Forces. Now he's part of my Classified Unit."

Then, with more conviction, "I am not Patricia." A sharp silence fell over the room. Robert turned away from me, running a hand through his hair. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the barely contained anger rippling through him. "My real name is Nora Stevenson," I continued, my voice steady despite the chaos inside me. "Special Agent and Detective Nora Stevenson. Everyone calls Agent 64."

Next to it: a humanoid-shaped server shell covered in silver plating. "There’s an AI," J breathed. "A very cool AI." Rachelle whistled. "Of course there is." J was already typing commands into the console. The lights flickered, and the screen pulsed once. A synthetic voice echoed from the terminal: "IDENTITY CONFIRMED: FIELD TEAM 42. BOOTING MODULE: ARGUS." A face appeared on the screen. Not quite human. Angular features, glowing blue eyes, an unreadable expression composed of digital efficiency.

The man apologize. "No worries sir," I smiled at him. But he just keeps staring at me! Heh, perks of being gorgeous. Can't really call it a perk though because it's hella creepy. "Now, I would like to have some of your dark chocolate donut," Finally, so that's what he really wants. "Roger that," I said and I gave him what he asked for. After that he just leaves, well that was awkward. *** Agent 24's POV "I-i saw her....I saw her!" The door to my office suddenly slammed open.

My mother asked as she put down Alexander, who looked dazed and confused from being picked up and suffocated by a 6 foot even Demon woman. "People up here are not used to it," I began to explain, yet was cut off by the woman standing next to Alexander. She stood about five-foot-four and had heterochromia eyes and vitiligo covering her freckled skin. "Agent Ashland, it is Demons on the Surface." The woman said to the older gray-haired man. Agent Ashland, as rudely introduced, chuckled and patted the woman, his wise eyes settling on me. "I apologize; Agent Ashcroft just became a field agent two years ago, so she does not always have the tact of a seasoned field agent." Agent Ashland said as I

Sirens in the distance wailed—and then abruptly stopped. Jack tightened his grip on the wheel. “They’re rerouting emergency services,” Vesper said. “Great.” “You have about fifteen minutes before a drone picks up your license plate.” Jack cursed. “You some kind of hacker?” “No. Just observant.” She winced. “You have anything to drink?” “Glovebox. Water bottle.” She sipped. “Thanks.” He eyed her ID band again. SUBJECT 42. Skin discolored under it. “How long were you down there?”

With just a simple thumb mark it will identify information about you. "Next." As Arya did, I also put my thumb on the black tablet and it showed information about me. ZANAYA REIGN LOPEZ AGENT 499 OFFICIALLY ENROLLED

“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.

The staff member beside me held onto my arm so tightly that I was afraid he would rip it off. "Jaden…" the words came out of my mouth. The speed at which the car halted and the tires screeched made my little belly jump. The card door slid to the side and his feet stepped onto the ground. "I'm dead." His staff mentioned beside me. "Wait. Hold on, okay" I turned to him, calling him down with my hands. My eyes drifted to his friend. "Is that the agent?" I asked him. His head went side to side. "No," he mentioned.