Agent Wife Novels & Stories

I can feel my bristles rising up my neck as more and more of these strange, silent soldiers in suits fill my house. The main jackass goes over to the liquor cabinet and peruses the selection before pouring himself a glass. "I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Agent Carter. All you need to know is that I work for a government agency with the goal of keeping the world spinning for another day". I snarl at him. "Is Carter your first or last name?". The corner of his lips curves as if this entire thing is fascinating. "Just my name". After taking a slow swig of his drink, he stares at me while we wait for others to enter the room. Once Liam and Arthur are in the room, I feel much more at ea

They all watched as the young SACT agents were welcomed into the team and everyone cheered and clapped as they were welcomed on stage "Now, we are about to hear from Miss Juliet Smith popularly known at the academy as Agent J. She is the daughter of the popular business merchant, Mr Emilio Smith. You're welcome Miss Juliet," one of the interviewers said to the young, slim SACT agent who was welcomed on stage At the mention of her name, Eden flinched and he felt a heavy lump on his throat immediately. He became curious as he looked into the TV and he saw the young lady speaking on the mic.

Why do I have the feeling that I was playing right into the old lady’s hands? ! You are trying to connect to a secure line. Please give your personal identification data for verification! “Alisa Alanis Romina Vega. PID 789-098-34421.” ! Identity verified. You are now connected to AG-SA 0028! “This is Special Agent Lee, Jester of AG Unit 0028. I’m the sub-commander for this mission. Are you the informant?” “Yes, I am. I’m a Gifted who can sense Anoma—wait, Jester? Is this you?”

He just wanted his baby sister to be safe. Angeline let out a smile. “They won’t like seeing their mother and wife acting like a coward either.” Zayne said in an overbearing tone, “They don’t like it but I do. I can support you forever, Sis.” As Zayne and Angeline spoke in hushed voices, Judy hinted at her best friend with her eyes. The girls then stepped aside. With that, Angeline was in the open within the agents’ field of vision. Angeline was not dressed in the villagers’ complex folk costume, hence it was easy for the agents to identify her.

She was the lady that took the man that gave me shelter and a loving home, a man I called a father away from me. " THIS IS AGENT STARR,THE ASSASSIN IS TIGERESS. I REPEAT SHE IS TIGRESS, SHE IA HEADING NORTH, BLOCK ALL THE EXIT ROAD" I said in a microphone while I ran after ,she sure is fast but not fast enough because I kept tailing her, " ALL THE ROADS ARE BLOCKED ,THE POLICE ARE EVERYWHERE,WHATS HER APPEARANCE?" " FEMALE, AROUND 20-25, BLACK JEANS AND RED LEATHER JACKET"

Hopefully by the time she came home for the holidays, everything would be sorted. I was back at Wolf Creek trying to concentrate on my work. Aiden, my busy little boy, kept me and everyone in the pack on their toes. He was an inquisitive boy, and one had to keep a close eye on him to keep him from getting into trouble. I didn’t spend as much time with him as I would like and he missed Cassie. I missed her more. ‘Alpha, there is an Agent Smith asking for you at the gate,’ the guard at the gate alerted me. I told him to send him up and went outside to meet the man. To my surprise, Agent Smith was a gorgeous redhaired woman.

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.

I asked sincerely. She slowly nodded her head. "Yes, I do," she replied then hugged me tightly. "I am willing to be the wife of a ruthless mafia boss." ~END~

The absurdity of it all made my face burn red as I shouted with difficulty, “Who are you? I’m calling the police!” The short‑haired woman covered her mouth with her hand and laughed, “Call the police? Everyone who comes in here signs a confidentiality agreement. You’re the sisters’ dinner tonight. There’s no way you’re getting away!” “Confidentiality agreement? What agreement? I didn’t sign anything!” Impatience flashed across Nancy’s face. She walked over and slapped me hard across the face and scolded, “Eileen likes tough men. I like obedient ones. Keep making noise and I’ll make sure the Spencers are finished!”

She couldn't find the cleaning supplies, didn't know which button to press for the washing machine and didn't remember his laptop password. The more he monitored her over the next few days, the more frightened he became. His fears were realised, the G-phone's bug reports were coming true. Personal assistant AI programs started to erase parts of their user input. There was something wrong with G-phone’s database that was affecting G-phone users globally. Laura was an e-ghost but the system's bug was also affecting her in a negative way.