Novel & Cerita Best Spy Novels 2019

“You already failed to stop him.” Xavier snarled. “He was alone then.” Another voice entered the circle, panicked, breathless. A spy, bloodied and shaking. “My Alpha....” the man gasped, dropping to one knee. “The reports were wrong.” Xavier turned slowly. “Speak.” The spy swallowed. “He is not alone. Not anymore.” The Watchers went still. “The Heaven of Shadows shelters.....” the spy hesitated, then rushed the words as if afraid they would kill him, “....Valerius Drakos. Cassian Drakos. Ragnar Frostbane. Seraphine LaRoux. Eldric Moreu.”

Their guide sat on a rock and watched them quietly as she and Oscar hurriedly prepped for their mission. Colonel Briggs, the senior commanding officer of her battalion had called them the previous night for a meeting. They had barely entered his tent before he dove straight to the matter at hand. “I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you t

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.

Phones and burners were dumped in sewers, lights killed, trails erased. Ayla sat beside Lucian in the armored car, the hum of the engine low beneath her feet. She didn’t ask where they were going; she knew he wouldn’t answer until he was ready. But she watched him, studied the sharp line of his jaw, the way his hand rested casually on the armrest but his eyes flicked constantly to mirrors, to streets, to reflections in windows. Always calculating. Always five moves ahead. By the time Serrano’s spies circled the first penthouse, its windows glowed empty, silent, waiting like a corpse. The enemy wasted precious minutes breaking into a shell, finding nothing but abandoned wine bottles and strip

Octavia I moved through the grand dining hall like a shadow in a maid’s uniform, my heart steady but my senses on high alert. The air was thick with cigar smoke and the low rumble of powerful men discussing things that could topple governments. Tonight’s meeting was no ordinary gathering. Alfredo De El had summoned his most trusted allies and a few dangerous partners from across the border. This was my chance to gather real intel — shipment routes, delivery dates, names that could finally give the agency something solid.

Orlando stretched out his hands for her to shake and she reluctantly accepted it, when she did the feeling of closeness became stronger. ‘wait a second… I remember those glasses- I-I remember that face… that voice... it sounds so familiar’ After a few seconds, her blood ran cold upon realizing it. ‘Oh my gosh! It’s the guy who tried to kill me!’ AUTHOR’S NOTE: Hello dear fam! Just a short notice that there will be gradual changes to my work, but do not forget to add it to your library right now so you don't miss the new updates. Billionaire spy is undergoing final edits. Peace out! © 2021 Salem Goodness

What do you think is the difference between a spy from an assassin? Assassins kill for whatever reason while spies obtain information. You’d think spies are more innocent, but let me tell you, there are dirty tricks behind the curtains. We lie, we fabricate stories, and we mislead people, manipulating them in our favor. We have tricks upon our sleeves while they go for the kill. -Hira ⟡ Hira ⟡

It was like I'd been cursed too—I was ready to protect the sisters at all costs. I lunged forward with the bottle. "Stop!" A commanding voice rang out! Colin froze, his eyes shifting from confusion to fear. Then, he stammered, "Y-you're not dead?" I turned around, just as shocked. Rachel, completely unharmed, was standing in the doorway! Behind her were Tracy and several police officers. "Colin Booth, we suspect you're involved in a case of bribery, embezzlement, and conspiracy to commit murder. Please come with us."

I went over to zip her up. “That’s a good question. Everything that you tell me about the other sponsors, like that politician who hasn’t done his taxes in years or that investor who bragged about sleeping with his daughter’s seventeen-year-old friend, I tell Dante. He passes the information to his police connections and from there, they launch their own investigation. A few arrests have already been made. You’ve already helped get a few of these terrible men off the streets,” I told her proudly. Alice smiled. “Cool,” she said, standing a little straighter.

So, maybe what I was feeling now was more fear than anger. Orazio opened the file and turned it toward me. “Abigail Morello is a fake name, Adonis. After the masquerade two days ago, she and her supposed brother went to the Skyfall Corps in Manhattan.” I had heard that name before. “Isn’t that the agency that provides spies and assassins to work beyond the boundaries of rules in our world?” Dom asked. Orazio nodded. “My men broke into that building and grabbed the details—proofs—that I needed to kick some sense into your head and make you realise I only care for your wellbeing.”