Freedom Planet Spade Novels & Stories

I craved to know what I can benefit from this. He raised a brow as if stunned I asked " I knew you were sharp and that's why I chose you to be my spy. I know you'll do great. Talking about what you'll get.." He rubbed his head as if he was thinking about it " I promise you your freedom, something you've been craving for all this while " He told me I knew I shouldn't believe him but I'm holding onto that because he is my passport to finally see my parent right now. " One more thing"

Her face turned red, her entire body felt weak as her skin tingled everywhere. She immediately ran off and went back to her room. After quite a while of hesitation, she opened her closet and took out a toy that was hidden at the back of one of the drawers… It was calling to her as if it were a demon. *** Spencer was currently sitting on a stool in an unfinished building in California. A woman handed him a document. “King Spencer, this is all the information you wanted.” Coltan was the Left-Wing Lieutenant of the Flying Eagles troops. The three Heavenly Kings worked under the lieutenant, and Spencer was one of them. Hence everyone referred to him as King Spencer.

Anf true to their words, the two rookie undercover spies, with the help of the Basketball Star Player (with the help that he can provide as much as possible) were slowly crafting a plan to bring down the ‘princess’ from her throne and save those who are in danger and will be put in danger in the future. After that, the month of December passed by and then came a new year came, a new start, a new chapter of their lives to start. “All has been prepared and ready to use, we are good to go.” One of the senior spies reported through the wireless intercom that was placed in his right ear.

Like instinct. Draven's voice cut through the chaos. “You humiliated me, you think this is over?” A punch hit my rib. Another to my jaw. But then— cold. Sharp. A blade. Warm blood spread across my side. The world tilted. My vision blurred, gold flickering around the edge. My canines sharpened. Something in me snapped. My eyes burned. My fingers twitched. And suddenly they weren't fists anymore. My claws tore through my skin. The coppery scent of blood—mine— set my wolf free. I didn't shift fully, not here, but they saw.

I entered the trap to find out what they were doing because they also had a connection to our opponent. Also at the bar, there I found Freeda, she fought the old man who is Columbus, whom she kicked in the face and fainted. In that scene I knew that she was Freeda, Maximus already ordered me to follow her. With Freeda's great courage, she beat up Magnus and me. We also let her escape because that was part of the plan, Maximus knew Freeda's move so that night she tried to run away with the treacherous police officer Officer Sebastian. Little did she know that what she had saved was the bad man. That night, seven of us arrived, and we kidnapped Freeda. That’s the plan we made, to take on the u

Eisheth is using a powerful spell, one that completely suppresses their human side and allows her to control their beasts at will. When the alpha finally reaches Uriel, the latter freezes him for a few seconds. Connor’s face is inches from his, fangs bared, ready to rip out his throat. "Connor Blazeheart, alpha of the Redwood Wolves pack, mate of Selene Shadowfang, remember who you are. Fight. Take back control of your body. Help your pack break free from this spell." Eisheth’s laughter echoes through the forest once more. The stench of blood and decay is overwhelming.

Shivaay asked and Spade placed his hand on Maya's head making her bristle. "I'm her uncle, my name is Sparsh. I'll be her legal guardian from now on." Spade said using a thick American accent. "Have we met before?" Shivaay asked and Maya looked up. "I don't think so." Spade said and removed his hand from Maya's head. "I came here to see my brother and niece but..." He sighed shaking his head and Shivaay still eyed him with suspicion in his eyes. He didn't say anything and walked away.

This must be Princess Jasmine, the woman that had gotten Eladia’s mother executed. “She is under our roof, devouring the same food as us, sipping the same drinks, it’s safe to say that she’s our equal. She can speak to you whichever way she pleases to do so, I don’t control her.” I couldn’t stop the hint of a smile that had formed its way onto my face. He made his way over towards the bench and grabbed his gray T-shirt, slipping it on. “Same time tomorrow?” His entrancing eyes caught mine, and I felt her glaring stare boring into the side of my face but I ingored it completely. Taking my water bottle off of the table, I sent him a simple nod.

Ace groaned but couldn't do anything when he raised his white flag on Slidell, he sat on his small square table beside the wall and sipped his black coffee. He was thinking of what to do next. Slidell told him everything and surprisingly, Slidell had the talent to be a spy. Cleo Martinez was just a fake name Blanche created, he knew that even before he told Slidell but what intrigued him more was when Slidell found out that Misha and Blanche were sharing a room and that some boy named Astolfo also goes a few times on their room but he stopped coming a few days now. All of that information was collected because Slidell befriended a hotel bellboy. Even though he got mixed signals from the girl

I sent him to his death for a snack. Then, the sensor beeps. Green light flashes on the console. Perimeter Breach. I stand up, my hand reaching for the pistol taped under the table. The airlock hisses again. Spadino walks in. He is covered in mud. There are leaves in his hair. He has a scratch on his cheek that is welling blood. But he is grinning. He kicks the door shut behind him. In his arms, he holds a wooden crate. It smells of damp earth and summer. It smells of sugar.