Agent 24 Novels & Stories

He laughed nervously and scattered his hair "I don't mean Ella, I mean Pamela" "Wow!! One minute there, I thought Ella is a second name for one of our student here I didn't know that it was just a missed up" Mr Agent said and laughed too. Gosh, the man can easily go for an actor but where the hell is his second??? I'm still feeling two heartbeats, well no one is inside to be hurt ."Ashley" my wolf whispered, uhn Ashley, realisation hit me, Ashley is inside sleeping I quickly face Mr Agent, he seems to know this game more

he asked, showing his ignorance. “Can I trust you?” she asked, a serious look on her face. Enzo braced up, getting the hit that she wanted to say something really serious. “Ya,” he replied. “Say whatever you wanna say, I wouldn't tell.” he encouraged her and she broke a sigh. She looked at his face and sighed again before breathing out. “I'm an agent. I work for the institution. The institution is a secret underground spy agency with no government affiliations.” she explained, keeping it short.

Agent Kaye stretched his arms behind his head, massaged his jaw, and put on his ‘Official Spokesperson’ face before he walked out of the safety of the HQ doors and into the bloody sea beyond. “Thank you all for coming today for the press release,” Agent Kaye began amidst the flashing cameras. “I am Agent Kaye of the Fourth Special Unit, and I will be giving you a brief summary of the most recent Anomaly Subjugation Mission undertaken by our Unit, in cooperation with the Third Special Unit headed by—” “Where’s Agent Lee? Bring out Jester Lee, we got questions for him,” shouted a particularly unruly man. Agent Kaye kept talking as if he hadn’t heard him.

the agent muttered, and then slid a card across the bar counter. - "What..." the woman tried to mumble, but her speech was cut off. - "Connor Rivera has information that benefits us, and I need you to find out what it is." The bartender returned with Blair's drink, and she forgot to thank him. She was worried about Colton's presence, the order he was making, and his next actions. - "Campari, please" the agent asked the bartender. - "I don't understand what I need to do," she whispered.

Agent Zero said. "Maybe, Supreme. I just compared it to you. Do you want to eat? I'll get it from outside." Agent Twelve answered. "Alright, Agent One and Ten, where are they?" Agent Zero asked as she thought of her partner and another colleague. "Well, Supreme, go back to their work." Agent Twelve answered, sitting on the couch. "Is that why you're back here in the underground?" Agent Zero asked. "I'm out as secretary, Abigail May Cruz, and I'm in as Agent Twelve." Agent Twelve said with a smile.

“I said no.” The agent doesn’t appreciate that answer. “Who or what was speaking?” “Something that thinks it knows better than we do.” “That’s not a classification.” “It’s accurate.” The agent shifts tactics. “Was it hostile?” Aidan considers. “Yes.” “In what way?” “It didn’t ask permission.” Silence. “Can it return?” the agent asks. “Yes.” “When?” Aidan meets his gaze. “When it decides to stop offering.” The agent’s jaw tightens. “That’s not reassuring.”