Agent Jones Novels & Stories

He walked down the corridor and stopped in front of a door to his left. He saw Agent Wilson already standing in his office. Agent Wilson stood looking at the photographs of all victims, which were pinned on a board in front of him. Agent Wilson sighed. He and his partner were known to be the best, but now he could feel his reputation sinking. In the past, they had solved many difficult cases within a short period. Unfortunately, Agent Jones could not survive this time. Both the Sheriff and the agent understood that Agent Jones almost caught the real culprit.

I snatch it away. "What was that?" I questions. "Was that...That wasn't Grayson was it?" Jasper, glancing around, assesses the shadows sliding in between the trees, as the sun finally sets. His ring glints in the rising moonlight. Commander of the Night. "Be quiet." He snaps. I fold my arms, forcing his hand to fall back to his side. "I'm not doing anything until you tell me what's going on. Do you know how isolating it-"

I had just pulled into the drive way at my Apartment in Heaven Springs when my cell phone rang. I frowned when i looked at the screen Col Jones? “Robbie I know you just drove into your complex, but meet me at Playfair Hotel we need a drink for all the work that you have put in. I read you thing and it’s a green light" I smirked a little and wondered why in all the time that I’ve been deployed in the intelligence unit. The bird has never invited me out to a drink. I wonder what has triggered this manifestation.

Carminati made the call to let Jordan know Aaron was waiting. A few minutes later, the office door opened, and Janette greeted him with a smile. “Aaron!” she said, as if she hadn’t seen him in years. He honestly had no idea how old she was, but she appeared to be in her mid-fifties. Still fit and capable of decapitating a Vampire by any means necessary, though she’d always been known for her axe-wielding ability, the Hunter Leader was one of the most kind, considerate people he’d ever worked with.

“Welcome back to the living world and to mine, where I hold your life in the palm of my hands.” Enzo snorted and threw his head back once to remove the hair from his face. He said nothing in response to the man's words, which seemed to strike a nerve as his jaw clenched and his gaze vulcanized. He cleared his throat again. "I believe you are unfamiliar with me, Enzo Mezzesalma, but allow me to introduce myself. My name is Jones Hernandez, and five years ago, I used to work for your father before he threw me out like trash. As the responsible son, you assisted him in doing so. I barely made it out alive, but ever since that day, I have vowed to bring you down. This is my starting point, and I

A grey-haired man with glasses at the end of his nose sat next to Alex, holding some equipment up to his chest. His skin was a dark umber, and the moment I walked into the room, I could smell it. He was a wolf. He seemed to finish whatever he was doing, taking his time, then turned around to look at me with a smile. “You must know this man, yes?” I nodded, not sure what to say. “He’s lucky he’s alive–one more minute and he might not have made it,” he continued. The man stood up. He was dressed in scrubs, and I could read a nametag now. Doctor Jones.

She wanted to be here, to fight alongside me, but I couldn’t risk it — not with the babies depending on her. The scent trail was faint but distinct. It led us deeper into the forest, past the familiar boundary markers of our territory. Whoever this man was, he knew our land well. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were walking straight into a trap, but we had no choice. We had to find him. The name **Jona** had surfaced recently, whispered by those who knew of his infamy. He was once the leader of a rogue group known for their brutality and cunning, a man whose reputation sent chills down even the most hardened warriors.

"It's alright mom. I'm OK." The doctor left and two minutes later, I was face to face with two officers. I sighed, bracing myself for the questions they would ask. "Miss Jones, my name is officer Allen and this is my partner, officer Williams." officer Allen was a man in his early thirties, lean, muscular and had a friendly face. His piercing blue eyes had a warm look. His partner, officer Williams, was a stout man. Mustache, black hair, black eyes and a sour expression.

A team had been on site since that morning to beef up security and ensure the new location was able to hold Ethan. At least Grant knew some of the new guys he'd be working with besides Nolan and Brenden. There was Brett Jones, a former CIA agent who'd lost his job when he'd put the life of an American informant over that of the orders. Then there was Quinton and Kage whom Grant had met and worked with in South Africa during a destination wedding event for one of the Alpha Team guys that had gotten tricky. The rest of the team hadn't yet distinguished themselves enough for their names to stick in Grant's mind. What mattered was that they took orders and acted quickly.

Now he was the only family Paxton claimed. Silas grinned. "Thought I saw a bug." "Asshole." Paxton snorted. "Nerd." Brett Jones twisted in his seat and glared back at the two of them. Chances were they'd gotten carried away on that last flight after one too many drinks. "You're both asshole nerds," He said. Brett was a former CIA agent and current fresh meat recruit seeing as he'd gotten fired after helping one of Aegis' own save his girlfriend from a tight spot.