Blaine Totally Spies Novels & Stories

Watched the light change outside the window as the city went from dark to grey to the pale gold of early morning. Damien would have noticed it. He’d told me once that even without sight, he could tell morning from afternoon by the temperature of the air. I wondered what he’d notice first if he could see again. The room. The trees. His own hands. Me. I didn’t let myself stay on that thought for too long. My phone rang at 11:43. Daniel. I answered. He said nothing for a moment. Then— “It worked, Noah.” I closed my eyes.

She splashed the cold water against her flushed cheeks, letting the icy drops shock her system into stillness. She took a deep breath and looked down at her reflection in the rippling water. Her face was pale, her dark hair sticking in damp strands against her forehead. But as the water settled, she locked eyes with her own reflection—and froze. Deep within her irises, beneath her natural shade, a sudden spark ignited. For a fraction of a second, her pupils flared into a brilliant, luminescent royal gold. It was a radiant, undeniable light that burned with the absolute authority of a purebred Alpha line.

The two rookie undercover spies scheduled it as after classes and it will only take a few minutes and the Montague siblings can go home as they as they are scheduled. Arriving at the place and following Hestia’s instruction on how to find the secret spot, the two rookie undercover spies: Hestia and Albert heard footsteps coming from the entrance to the secret spot and they looked there. They waited for the Montague siblings to show themselves and as if on cue the Montague siblings showed themselves, quite nervous and uncertain of what they had to do next.

Yet, he stopped when his eyes fixed at some direction. Adam also turned his head and he ceased. Wondering what they might have seen, I turned around and saw a familiar man from afar. “Excuse me, I am detective Blaine from Crime Investigation team. Is it alright to ask for a few things?” the tall, tanned and handsome man, asked to the lady standing behind the counter. Seeing his face, my eyes widened. ‘Adler. My best friend Adler is here!’ Forgetting for a moment that I am with two werewolves as my mind focused at the hope that I might be rescued from my police friend, I opened my lips and shouted his name.

I leaned in closer to get a good look and was barely able to suppress a gasp. There, on the flower vase, amid a bunch of fresh pink roses that I had placed there yesterday morning, was a tiny spy cam which was only recognizable by the tiny red light that was impossible to notice from afar. And right next to the vase was Blaze’s wallet and watch. I remember him putting these here last night before he had taken off his clothes and joined me in bed. I had no idea he’d set up a spy cam while he was doing those and on top of that, the cam was directly in line with the bed. “Found that, did you?”

“He's obviously playing some sort of game” "Why would he bring us here just to run away?" Blade asked "I don't think he's running. He's playing hide and seek and I'm not in the mood for this." Jaylen said. The irritation in his voice was too hard to go unnoticed. He should have been shocked to see his tin brother, but instead he seemed irritated. The sound hit them first. Sirens. Growing louder. The kind that crawled under your skin before you even saw the lights. Spade moved to the window, pulling back the curtain just enough to see. His breath caught. “FBI.”

" Blaire chimed in, her eyes reflecting a curiosity that was almost as enchanting as they were. "Morning, kiddo," I responded, offering her an affectionate smile. Blaire, with her flowing, obsidian-black hair that gleamed like a river of silk, always shone like a starry night. She was petite, and her small stature only added to her adorableness. Her sparkling eyes were like two gems, and they had a knack for staying trained on me, observing my every move. Blaire had an endearing, infectious cheerfulness about her, and her mischievous streak never failed to keep life interesting. You could never predict what she'd do next.

“I think we need to talk about it and I think we need to do it now. We can't be talking about something like that in front of your step mother and sister. Please…?” A weary sigh slipped from Blaire's lips. She met both of their gazes, seeing the concern burning inside them. Finally, her lips parted– though slowly and hesitantly– and she began to speak. “I don't know if I was imagining things or if what I saw– or rather who I saw was actually real but… someone was watching me. I can still feel his eerie gaze on me.” A sudden shudder ran down her spine and she looked around just to make sure he was no longer there.

Isaac nodded, “Absolutely. That’s what makes a good Alpha. Why do you ask?” Blaine leaned closer to his father, “There are two spies from another pack here.” I asked, “Who are they?” He answered, “They are sitting at the small table next to the drink station.” I asked, “How do you know?” He smiled, “It’s one of my abilities. They are working for the bad man.”

"I'm the last one to have a slice of cake. It seems my position in your heart is in jeopardy." Blair teased her, "If you don't want it, I'll take it." Tracey quickly moved to Mable's side, saying, "Mable, Blair is bullying me!" Laughter and teasing continued until late at night when everyone returned to their respective rooms. … After taking a shower, Mable saw Blair sitting on the couch, looking at the birthday gift Spike had given him. It was the same photo album Mable had seen before. Inside, along with their photos, were videos they had recorded. By scanning a QR code with a smartphone, one could watch them.