I M Not A Spy Novels & Stories

he asked, showing his ignorance. “Can I trust you?” she asked, a serious look on her face. Enzo braced up, getting the hit that she wanted to say something really serious. “Ya,” he replied. “Say whatever you wanna say, I wouldn't tell.” he encouraged her and she broke a sigh. She looked at his face and sighed again before breathing out. “I'm an agent. I work for the institution. The institution is a secret underground spy agency with no government affiliations.” she explained, keeping it short.

I need to clear what ever misunderstanding he and his daughter has for me. I know it quite crazy for them to see someone suddenly appear in the middle of there house but i also still find it very difficult to comprehend what is happening. They are not the only one in shock, I'm also very surprised too. I should be dead and lost in the deep ocean but here I am. "I'm not a spy !" I said frimly and he chuckled. "Of course you are not. You're different from the others they sent here, others would try to kill themselves when they get caught but you seem to be relaxed" he answered and I frowned.

Unknownstobe, the air feels heavy around me, and I find myself sinking in the pits of nothingness. "You want to know about Dreanna? Were you finally interested to regain your memories, Erina? Are you finally admitting to me?" He spitted those words like venom in my ears, and I couldn't react properly as I find myself in silence. But my head screams 'NO.' I am just unsure and fuzzy. "I am not going to tell you everything since I want you to remember yourself." Instinctively, I dodge his gaze. I was looking forward to him telling me everything about Dreanna since he was so pushy about her to me, but why am I disappointed?

I can't be with him at day so at least I should try to know if he's doing okay at work. 'Can't you just answer my question? I thought you're always eager to rob me of my points?'

I could tell he wasn’t full buying it. “It did help that you have a very chatty guard,” I added. “Chatty?” He glanced at Gabriel who looked away. “I could help you find the killer, plus, I’ve always wanted to solve a real life serious case,” I chimed in. Cohen looked back at me. “Help?” I nodded. “How am I sure you’re not the killer?” He asked. I let out a big hearty laugh but Cohen stared back and when he didn’t join in, I cleared my throat. I stepped forward. “I am not a spy,” I said.

Before the birthday party starts, my boyfriend, Edward Parker, casts his phone onto the large screen in the private room. He starts an anonymous poll in the group chat we share with our friends. The question is, "Tonight, should I stay and cut the cake with my girlfriend, or go to the premiere with my childhood friend?" A 30-second countdown begins as the votes keep climbing. His childhood friend, Renee Lane, gets 17 votes while I get just one. Everyone thinks I'm the one who has voted for myself. Edward leans back against the couch and smiles. "The minority yields to the majority." Renee hands him the movie ticket. "Guess everyone agrees that I need you more." Meanwhile, I'm standing

"And don't give me some vague answer about being a maid. I want the truth." A slow smile spread across her face. It wasn't warm or friendly—it was knowing, almost conspiratorial. "That's not particularly important information." "Not important?" I pushed myself up onto my elbows, ignoring the pain. "Someone just tried to kill me, and you're standing in my room like you own the place. I'd say it's bloody important." She moved closer to the bed, her smile widening. "What you need to know is that I'm a spy just like you."

"That I can gladly die from." I couldn't look away, his eyes were sucking me in. A tear dropped and I blinked in shock before I finally looked down at my feet. I gulped, heat rising to my cheeks. This wasn't the time for this yet it was soothing. "Ahem!" one of the reporters cleared their throats. "Is Luna a spy?" "No!" all four of us answered at once.

Dan explained. "Seriously, you have something like that? That's insane..." I drawled. "Anyway, do you guys think that I am a spy sent to seduce and kidnap you?" "Of course not!" the royal quartet snapped. "If you were, you never would've refused our previous advances." Quinn scoffed. "Then it's fine. So long as enough people with the right amount of authority honestly believe that I'm not a spy then I'll be just fine." I told them. "So, any more interesting rumours I should probably know about before I face everyone tomorrow?"

Of course, off to duty Shazia I smiled exiting the room, this is what my life is this is what I do, this is what I am. An agent of ISI Shazia khan "Shazia" I stopped in my tracks at the familiar voice