Blaine Totally Spies Novels & Stories

"Please, please, save my mother!" Nathan finally spoke, his tone still cold, "I'll take some men to check. "But, Mia, if this turns out to be something you staged, I'll make you pay for it." I looked up sharply, a glimmer of hope in my eyes. No matter what, as long as he agreed to go! After calling for several security guards, his phone rang at the worst possible moment. It was my brother. Nathan glanced at me and put it on speaker. James’s lazy, cold voice came through.

He is a Spirit wizard that’s why he knows how to create potions, he can also heal wounds. “Your mom sent me a letter so I really came here prepared. I also got the news of what happened two days ago so I personally came to check you out. So how are you? Are you fine now?” I literally got that question several times now. “Perfectly fine, nothing to worry about. Anyway, have you brought your sister? Where is she?” I looked around to see if he’s got his sibling with him but Aubrey’s not around. Kirk and Aubrey are my only friends who knows about my secret aside from Lena.

The boy on the call hesitated. “Just shut up and be here tomorrow, I already sent you the address.” Austin firmly stated and the person on the line burst out giggling. “You haven’t changed at all Tinny, alright then, since it’s no use arguing with you, I’ll grace you with my presence, Mr. Lee.” The voice brightly answered. “I’ll be waiting for you then.” Austin replied and hung up, with a wide smile on his face. He rarely ever smiled, but then again, such things came naturally, when one was around someone as cheerful as, Augustus Hale.

If it weren't for my boyfriend, Michael Rivera, and my best friend, Laura, I'd never have gotten over the hurdle. My boyfriend, especially, worked himself to the bone just to get enough money for my treatment. Although I couldn't see him, his voice sounded perpetually tired. When Kiara came to me about a certain… job, I felt a weight getting lifted off my shoulders. It was a weird job with a weirder name: blind spectator. Laura said it was an easy job though, and it paid well. I just had to pass the interview. So, I decided to give it a go.

Instead, he turned toward us, bowed slightly, and said in a deep, respectful voice, "Mr. Matthew, Mr. Timothy." It was Mr. Lane, the captain of our family's security team. His greeting landed like a thunderclap in the room. Mr. Winters' mouth fell open in disbelief. Granger's ad Roger's laughter died on their lips, replaced by pure disbelief. Then, there was Christine. She swayed on her feet, her face as pale as paper.

However, the most chilling thing about this scene was what they said. "She's just a blind woman. You never know when she'll die." "I wouldn't have married her if she wasn't earning so much money." "We'll be a family from now on. This is our home. Even Evan treats you like his mother…" Both of them were caught up in their moment, looking as gleeful as ever. I witnessed all of it and proceeded to send the surveillance footage to my lawyer. When I heard Ivana talking about wanting the villa, I could not help but laugh out of anger.

My expression was icy cold. He glanced down and mocked, “Tsk tsk tsk… that must hurt. Unfortunately, I prefer things to be even. Maybe I should stab the other leg.” I lifted my head. My eyes were calm but sharp. “Gabriel, people are watching. There are surveillance cameras above us. Everything you’re doing is being recorded. Are you sure you want to keep going?” He laughed as if I had told him a joke. “Heh! Do you think any of these people would dare to report me? Go ahead and ask them!”

I followed the script and calmly admitted to mistakes that were not mine. A journalist suddenly asked, “Mr. Sheldon, we heard you were diagnosed with leukemia some time ago. You might not live for more than a month. Would you approve of Ms. Walter and Mr. Surrey being together after your death?” My sickly expression appeared on the screen. I was not surprised by the question. As Jaime’s husband, I often had paparazzi around me. I did not deny anything. I simply smiled. “Yes, I will give them my blessing.” I did not know which part angered her, but Jaime’s calm expression vanished. She stood up at once and ended the live broadcast.

Mateo said and Blaine growled softly under his breath. "Mom was keeping this from me? Why would she do that?" Blaine took in a stop breath and I could see him gritting his teeth. He looked angry. "Don't blame her, Blaine. She knew you would be hurt. She didn't tell any of us. I just found out when I overheard talking about it with someone, and I later found out he was a spy." "She is still trying?" Blaine whispered and Mateo nodded. "And you didn't tell me?"

Maybe I could just take advantage of Nol’s sleep schedule and run away before he woke up. "Whatever you’re thinking, forget it," Blaine warns, snapping me out of my head. "If you think you’ll get anywhere before you’re caught, you’re wrong. This whole city is crawling with Nol’s underlings, and with just a simple snap of his fingers, they’ll do whatever he says." "Are you an esper or something?" I ask in frustration. How the hell had he managed to read my thoughts? "You’re projecting loudly," Blaine shrugs, leaning down and snagging one of my eggs. "If you don’t want others to hear them, try to keep it quiet."