Bella Thorne Kc Undercover Novels & Stories

Kate turned back to the bed, bent down, and asked, “What do you want?” Kevin rolled his eyes, finally closed the focus, and slowly tilted his head, only then did he clearly see who the person next to him was. “Kate ah….” Kate leaned closer, “It's me, what do you need? Let me call the doctor." Kevin said helplessly, "...There's a button..." Kate blinked a few times, only to see the electronic button on the nightstand, quickly reached out and pressed it down. Less than three minutes later, Dr. Berklee arrived, saw Kevin awake, and happily said, "You're lucky you're awake, or Daniel will destroy my office."

Paused. Found it. Opened. Read. Then I saw it too as she bent low to clarify it from Katherine. “Guess who I saw wandering about in Scotland?” “Luna. Thorne’s bitch.” His hand twitched around the phone. “She said she saw her outside a coffee shop, dressed in all black,” Katherine spoke again, her tone too measured, too controlled. “Opening the door to a BMW like she owned it, maybe she did. Hair pinned up. No disguise. No fear. Like she wasn’t the most wanted woman in your world.”

“What are you doing?” “She is sick. I will call a doctor to examine her. You cannot arbitrarily take someone from the Thorne family.” Aaron Kael didn’t bother to pay him any mind, merely stating indifferently, “Call a doctor to help you cover up your crimes? Mr. Thorne, your actions are illegal. This isn’t over with me.” Victor Thorne angrily stood up. “Mr. Kael, I’m showing respect for the good relationship between our families, and because we’re about to become family, I’ve tolerated you until now...”

Derek said. He got off of Hailee and walked towards me. "Vee, I'm so sor--," "NOT ANOTHER WORD," I screamed. "So, this is your big secret? You two are having sex?!" "Yes, this our big secret, blah blah blah, Nancy Drew solves the case once again," Hailee says sarcastically. But come on Vanessa, don't act like this doesn't work out perfectly for you," Hailee said, as she walked closer to me.

Tasha stammered. "When you tried to send me to mop toilets, you said it was for old times' sake, didn't you? Now, for old times' sake, I'll show you a way forward." I reached into my bag and pulled out a business card, handing it to her. Tasha took it, confused. When she read the words, her face turned deathly pale. The card read: Urban Sanitation Department — Recruitment Liaison, Wendy Carlson. It was the very same department her aunt worked in that she had "kindly" suggested to me to work at back then.

“We’ll take both.” ASIO HQ — Night Gale Thorne stood over a light table littered with photos—crates, the jammer, the shattered oval. A courier set Pauly’s hard case down. She opened it, saw the SCADA keys, and closed her eyes for one long, dangerous second. Her phone buzzed. Restricted ID. She answered. “Thorne.” A low voice: amused, weathered, certain. “Tell McCormack he’s behind schedule.” “Who is this?”

“From this moment forward, medical contact is restricted to Morgan and Margot only. No outside facilities. No neutral ground appointments.” I nod. “I won’t argue.” “The hospital nurse?” Kieran asks. “Already detained,” Thorne says. “She’s confessed partial Covenant affiliation. Claims she was recruited two years ago through debt leverage.” “How many more like her?” I ask. “Unknown,” Morgan replies. And that’s the worst part. Unknown. Later that night, I sit alone in the training chamber. The silver rod rests in my hand. The baby shifts gently. I close my eyes. No flaring.

“She is my Luna. Look at her like that again, and you will leave here with fewer eyes than you came with.” The air froze. Kael went pale, mumbled sorry, and did not look my way again for the rest of the night. Later, in our rooms, Thorne’s control broke. He pushed me inside, slammed the door, and backed me against it. His hands were on my shoulders. “Did you lead him on?” he demanded, his voice rough. “That smile you gave him. Was it a call?” “No!” I said, shoving at his chest. He didn’t move. “It was nothing! A polite smile for a guest!”

I said, looking at the door and wondering if I should just burn the box before anyone else walked in. ​"Kael needs the truth even if it hurts him, because he’s leading his people into a fight he doesn't understand, and you can't keep this from him just because you're afraid of his reaction," Thorne said, but before I could respond, the door swung open and Kael walked in with a look of pure exhaustion on his face. ​"Thorne, I told you to keep her busy with the ledgers, not to let her sit on the floor and play with old trash from the walls," Kael said, his eyes dropping to the letters in my lap and his face going hard with instant suspicion.

And among the targeted entities, hidden deep within the code, Maya found a chilling personal detail: Contingency Target: L.M. (Law Enforcement, Miami Division, Direct Interference: Walker Investigations) Leah Moore. Her own name. Marcus Thorne knew who she was. He had already marked her for elimination. “He knows,” Leah whispered, the words barely audible. “He knows about me. My involvement.” Jason’s hand instinctively went to her arm. “He’s been watching us all along. He’s been waiting.” Leah’s gaze hardened. “Then we give him what he’s waiting for. We bring the fight to him. We go to the vault, we disable Operation Phoenix, and we expose Marcus Thorne to the world. We make him pay for ever