Agent Jareau Novels & Stories

" she raised her perfectly sharp brow. "A friend of mine," I said while making myself ready to leave. "Oh! I will be glad too." She stretched her hand towards me. "I am Jael, Jael Russel." I shook her hand "I am Levy Troustkey." I nodded and left the washroom with 'bye' while she replied 'see you'. After a class college ends. Brother told, today a person will visit us to have a deal with our company. He wants this deal to be accepted at any cost else there will be a great loss.

he said as he finally stopped the car before opening the door and taking his gun off the dashboard and putting it in the back of his pants. I wasn't exactly sure where here was but I got out the car and followed him through the dense jungle. After a few metres, I could just about see a warehouse a hundred metres away. We walked down an overgrown path until we reached it and Andrea knocked loudly on the door. "Andrea!" a jolly looking man said after the door opened. "Patron!" "Javier, my best exporter. It's good to see you again," Andrea said in English. The man's eyes flickered down to me and he gave a knowing look.

A distant alarm cut through the air, followed by a robotic voice echoing from hidden speakers: "Perimeter alert. East sector compromised." Jarek cursed, pulling a pistol from its holster. "They're here." Aurora gripped the knife, her bones aching with the sudden need to shift, to feel her claws and teeth tearing through enemy flesh. But she restrained herself. Cael had left her here for a reason. "What are you going to do?" she asked. Jarek smiled, a humorless gesture that showed too many teeth. "Make sure no son of a bitch gets near this room."

Raven I look up to find a guy standing next to my booth. He’s tall with bright blue hair styled in that messy, deliberately careless way. Tattoos cover both his arms. He’s flanked by two other guys who are clearly with him. “Something like that,” I say, not really in the mood for conversation. “I’m Jared. Friends call me Jay.” He slides into the booth next to me without invitation. Too close. “I couldn’t help but notice you sitting here all alone. A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t be drinking by herself.”

Chapter 43 ~ Kesley ~ I stared at Taraji like she'd lost her mind. "How?" I said, my voice rising. "How the hell am I supposed to pull that off, Taraji? I'm not Aria. I'm Kesley Bellamy. His employee. The junior data analyst he personally hired less than a week ago. The one whose work he complimented in front of my entire department!" The reality of it hit me all over again, making my knees weak.

Because despite everything I was thinking, the kiss still played in my mind over and over. Aunt Jara is my brother’s big sister and she used to be the Gamma, but right now she trained the younger kids and focused on her mate, their kids and grandkids. Valerie and Jason were adopted after their birth parents were murdered, but aunt Jara and aunt Emma took them in and they’re great parents. “So, Sierra. What do I owe the pleasure too?” aunt Jara asked me after I rang the doorbell. “I need some advice.” “On fighting? Because I’ve seen you and you’re doing really amazing.” Aunt Jara complemented me.

He had a big scar cutting across his left eyebrow and a rough, burned mark on his arm. I recognized him instantly. His name was Jarek. In my past life, he was one of the top hired fighters Theron used whenever he needed dirty work done outside the land borders. Jarek was the one who helped coordinate the rogue attack that almost wiped out our southern patrol two years from now. Seeing him here, this early in the timeline, sneaking around the royal capital, meant the timeline wasn't just changing—Theron was already moving his pieces into place. I didn't panic. I slowly leaned over to Rhea, my voice dropping its playful tone completely. "Take the basket and go straight to the healer shop on th

"And I definitely don’t like whatever this new group is. It’s creepy." I nodded in agreement. "We’re trying to figure it out, Lila. We just need a bit more information." Lila sighed, rubbing the back of her neck. "All I know is that Maya met him at one of the old meeting spots in the woods. After that, she was different." Another dead end. Whoever this person was, he was careful. It was like he’d erased any trace of his identity. * * * Our final interview was with a boy named Jared, who had a reputation for being a bit of a joker. He leaned back in his chair, twirling a pen between his fingers.

My right hand was covered in dark blood, and my head was spinning so fast I had to close my eyes. "You need to rest, Calista" Kael whispered, dropping to his knees beside me. He wrapped a dry wool blanket around my shivering shoulders. His own arm was roughly bandaged now, but he looked completely focused on my face. "Your body cannot take much more of this." "There is no time to rest" a rough voice said. Jarek stepped into the light of the campfire. His long coat was soaked with rain, and his face was grim. He held a black electronic device in his hand.

"Oh, I just thought of something. Gamal said an expert he invited will be arriving in the next couple of days. Maybe that's a breakthrough." Amelia's eyes lit up. "How much do you know about this expert's identity?" "I asked Gamal, but he didn't tell me much." Gaylord turned around. "He should arrive the afternoon after tomorrow. I heard his name is Jarvis Seager, he's from Canada. No one knows exactly what he looks like, only that he wears gold-rimmed glasses and carries a black briefcase. He's proud and cold, doesn't care about anyone, and hates being contradicted. He also has a female assistant who handles his social interactions."