Hero On A Mission Novels & Stories

Is it because we're struggling with finances and we seem like easy prey? My parents have already thrown themselves at his feet at this point. Do they know? Or they're just playing along. "What exactly is this shady business that Jason is into?" I ask. Henley looks me dead in the eye. "Drugs, Karen." The wine glass slips from my fingers and clatters on the table cracking in the process. "He wants to use us to market drugs?" I ask in shock. "It's a really long story but MERC is on the verge of getting exposed...well Jason is actually and they need a fall guy,"

They are not too concerned about the name or the prize for accomplishing this missions. In the deepest darkness they are the heros that come along with the strength to carry on, they make you cast your fear aside and give you a hope that you can survive. When I look at each of them I see the hero that lies in them, and most importantly they are the best at following orders strictly. "My lady, we have been briefed all we needed to know from Lady Tomo. We are here to connect our Takaras together so that you can use us in battle," Guy said.

“Please put the bottle away, Ma’Heron. I really do want you to be clearheaded when we do this mission.” “Mission? I think I misunderstood. A mission usually requires the participants to know all pertinent details of the said arrangements before they accept. Or you haven’t watched the Mission Impossible movie franchise yet? Or perhaps that’s how your pack views missions?” slurred M as he now found himself inches away from the woman.

Suzanne could tell Ethan wanted to say something so she shut him a glare and he swallowed down the comment and looked away. Ashley didn't notice anything that transpired between them as she went on reading, "The Class 'M' missions is all about heroes solving cases of fireoutbreaks and other emergencies, also patrolling of the country's border, taking on highway robbers and prison escapees, also patrolling the various segments in Malk." "The Class 'X' missions is all about solving crime cases, getting intel on enemies, being undercover, watching top important kids, like kids of other heroes. Also protecting the mayor during speech. Part of Class 'X' mission is being CIN and supervising the ne

I am the fire that burns enraging the wrath and vengeance that runs in my veins but there is a twist. One thing between us is that I'm not the monster everyone plays me out to be. The people who I ruthlessly and personally kill are ones that the justice was not served to. Rapists. I despise them. With my encounter but I was strong enough to fight back, but many can't and for that reason, the messy kills will only be with them. One and one of my only purposes is to protect and take payback on the ones who can’t take the revenge they desire to have. Lucky for me I have the crazy Romano gene.

He reached for the keys, bending low and looking around for any attacker. He steadied his heart beat by putting his hands on his chest and panting heavily. But as he reached to place the key into its abode once again. There was a hooded figure behind him as he looked into the mirror, holding a fat stick. Before he could react, the stick had smashed his head and soon enough, he was spinning towards the darkness. **************

"I will try." Luna's force departed first, thirty-three warriors moving at speed toward the western forest where smoke already rose to the sky. I watched them go, knowing some would not return. My own team assembled quickly. Twenty warriors, mostly veterans who understood suicide missions. We carried light armor and weapons designed for speed over protection. "Move out," I commanded. As we ran toward the eastern border where Garrett waited with his hostage, I felt Aria's anguish through the mate bond. She stood on the wall watching us leave, torn between duty and family.

Making my way to the top floor, I see the director of Cypher, Leonard Martins, as he paces the length of the hall. The sound of my footsteps as I make my way towards him grabs his attention. Relief flashes through his dark brown eyes. His tone is wary as he begins to narrate the situation as we walk towards his office, shutting the door. "You will go under the alias of Harris Miller, orchestrating a rescue mission," he starts, "for a former agent, Theodore Callan's daughter. There was a recent attack on him by unknown sources in attempts to gather information, but I’m assuming it's definitely the K-9 group. As a result of this event, Theodore is dead, it is now your job to bring Hira back sa

"The hardest part of this mission is not eliminating the target. I—It’s probably leaving all the people I might connect with in my stay here. I don't want that to happen when I’m done with my mission." She just received a small grunt from him but she knew that the old man completely understood what she meant. "Then,” he replied. “You have to do what your father told you, señorita—eliminate the target A.S.A.P." Hearing that, she turned to stare at the window and admire the canopy of trees they passed by the street, and not making any more comments of what George said. But then he’s right. She had to kill the target before she developed any strings of relationships with anyone in the school.

Catching one will not cause their whole downfall. “Second day, they trained me and discussed everything that I need to know. They have this hierarchy starting from the head, down to the hunters, next are the assassins, and the last ladder was the line of drug mules and weapon smugglers. Only the hunters and assassins were filled in with details and provided with personal contacts, the drug mules and weapon smugglers should only do their job and get their shares when they succeed. I, for example passed as the hunter. They gave me a mission—”