Fbi Fanfic Novels & Stories

Thаt’ѕ the оthеr thіng Blake аnd I do together. We hіt thе оutdооrѕ whenever wе can. Thаt guу hаѕ saved mу life bеfоrе аnd I’vе saved hіѕ. We’re lіkе brothers. Thе FBI рrеѕеnсе in the ѕtаtіоn іѕ still рrеttу ѕtrоng; thеу’rе саѕtіng аn air of gеnеrаl аnnоуаnсе around thе рlасе. It’s bесаuѕе оf thе Aрrіl Lее case. I’vе hеаrd thе talk and іt’ѕ not good. Resentment іѕ building tоwаrd the tеаm.

“What kind of man am I if I allow someone to give me their word and then break it. It is unacceptable.” “Circumstances,” Kent objects, gesturing towards me now, “were beyond our control –“ “So you say,” Bianci interrupts, shifting his eyes to me now. “Though I have no proof of the rather ridiculous story.” My mouth falls open a little bit at this – I mean, the story is a little bit ridiculous, but it is very real. “A road-side kidnapping?” Bianci says, his voice twisting a little with disbelief, “and the convenient return of Fay’s long-lost mother, who just happens to be an FBI agent?”

Love My Mommy The Most: We've been having quite a few issues lately. Have you all been on vacation for too long and gotten lazy? Everyone: ... Love My Mommy The Most: Those four FBI guys are pretty good. Victor and Robin, find a time to play with them. I suspect they have a special tracking system. With that, it'll be much easier to infiltrate their systems and maybe even find a list of undercover agents. Miracle Doctor: Is this the legendary 'catch them all'?

The boy always killed what he couldn’t control. Still, it told him what he needed to know, Jaylen hadn't known of his existence until recently and Jaylen would never let go of Diana. Which meant, to break him, she would have to be the first to fall. His fingers brushed over the gun resting on the passenger seat. The metal was cold. Familiar. A sound buzzed in his ear — the encrypted line connecting. “Report,” came a woman’s voice in Russian. “FBI took the bait,” Mikhail said, his tone flat. “They raided the lab. Dan is going to have to kill a few people to clean this up, it would be a task.”

"Because I wanted you to suffer first. Like I suffered. I wanted you to know fear. Helplessness. Desperation." "Congratulations. You succeeded. We've been terrified for months. Is that satisfying? Does it fill the void?" "Nothing fills the void, Jaxon. You took everything from me." "You took everything from yourself." I stood slowly. Hands visible. Non-threatening. "Vivian, listen to me. This doesn't have to end badly. You can stop. Walk away. The FBI will negotiate…" She pulled a gun. "You brought the FBI? Of course you did." "I had to"

"The FBI? That's funny. They raided me too. Now I'm in here without getting bail, sounds familiar?" I shrug. "I didn't get parole either." "Such a coincidence." Fabiano nudges Edward with his shoulder. "Want to know a secret? My friend Alessandro here was the one who tipped off the Fed's." I can see when the realization hits Edward Whittle, the surprise of my betrayal confusing him. "You're working with the Fed's?" He asks dumbly. "Would I be in here if I did?" It seems like he wants to believe me, but Fabiano has already planted the seed of doubt. Not that I give a fuck if he knows or not. He's going to find out soon, anyway.

he said. "The FBI has brought their best hands right , prove all of them incompetent first " "And then end all of their endeavors by ending his life " he said and she smiled. "It's what I love to do !" She replied. "I love the smell of Blood " "And Jasper's Blood is one blood I can't wait to see " she added with a very deep smirk at the corner of her lips. "I trust you " he replied with a very contented smile.

he echoed, then abruptly reached out and grabbed my face with one rough hand, tilting my head up so I had no choice but to look him in the eyes. His fingers dug into my cheeks. “Let’s talk about games, shall we?” I didn’t flinch. But my heart was beating faster. “I haven’t forgotten what Marlo said,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. “That little slip… you knowing Ashley from before… and the convenient way you vouched for her when no one else would. You weren’t just a street rat when I met you, were you?” I stayed silent. “You were an informant. For the FBI.”

Lisa choked, red nails clawing at his wrist. "Thought you could run?" Victor's voice was calm. Terrifying. I stepped forward, slow, deliberate. "Let her breathe," I said softly. "I want to hear her beg." Victor loosened his grip, just enough. Lisa sucked in air, eyes wild, mascara already streaking. "Elena," she croaked, "we were friends," "Were we?" I tilted my head. "Friends don't sleep with their best friend's fiancé. Friends don't try to murder an unborn pup. Friends don't film a miscarriage for likes."

I didn’t spare a spot. Faye must have developed claws because she scratched my back so hard I thought she would draw blood. Her moans transitioned into cries, but I didn’t stop. Pleasure has never killed anyone before. If anything, she owed me a reward. I felt her body begin to jerk, and she tightened her legs around my head. It was time.