Is Kim Possible: A Spy Novels & Stories

He had indeed installed a listening device in Kimberly's room, but he still didn't know the exact chronology of what had caused her sudden return. "So, what's really going on between you and Nicholas? I thought you two were inseparable. You even refused to come home when Grandpa was sick," Mario inquired. Kimberly sighed softly. She didn't feel like talking about it, as it was sure to bring back painful memories. But Mario needed to know because Nicholas considered him Kimberly's secret lover. "Nicholas had someone spy on me while he went to Singapore. Unluckily, his spy took pictures of us holding hands and you hugging me."

Matteo told him "People like Hikami, Hobbs, Zahradeen and Stefano" he finished, Spade clenched his jaw at what Matteo just said, he already knew why there was a shooter there tonight, even though Matteo hadn't said anything "Why do you think it happened like that"? Spade asked and blonde just shook his head "I can't say for sure, we can't jump into conclusion, it might just be a coincidence, let's wait till tomorrow, we don't know for sure why those people were killed" he muttered and Spade just ran his tongue through his teeth

Love doesn’t matter. Not his. Not even Robert’s. What matters now is the mission. The truth. Justice. Revenge. I picked up my phone and dialed Kim, my secretary back in Canada. She answered on the second ring. “Hello?” “I need a favor,” I said, moving to the window that overlooked the main gate. “Of course,” she replied without hesitation. “Whatever you need.” That’s the thing about Kim. She’s more than my secretary. She’s lived through worse than I have. Escaped worse. Once the right hand of a feared mafia boss in her country. She knows how to disappear people. And how to find them too.

Kim’s jaw tightened. She’s sabotaging me. I can feel it. That bitch is creeping her way back into the game. And just as Kimberly was about to cross the street and confront her, Jasmine turned revealing a tall man beside her. Kimberly’s breath hitched. Nathan Hale. The actor. The golden boy. She stepped back into the shadow of a nearby building, watching them with narrowed eyes. Why is she with him? What is she playing at now? Whatever it was, Kimberly wasn’t going to let it slide.

Kim’s voice dripped with disappointment, though her smile remained eerily intact. Jess instinctively clutched at her neck, the invisible scar burning in her mind—a device planted deep within her flesh, a lethal reminder that one wrong move could end everything. She had nearly forgotten, but Kim’s presence brought it all back. That device, meant to silence her if she ever spoke out, was a constant threat. Jess knew something—she had uncovered a little knowledge regarding the dark truth behind Mr. Hunt’s grand scheme, a plot that could potentially eradicate humanity. “Good to know you remember,” Kim giggled—the same horrifying giggle she always does. “You still have your head on, which means y

As she took Jessie's phone out of her bag, she grinned. She gave Rocky's number a call. "Make sure she dies before tomorrow's sunrise." Without allowing him to talk, Kimberly abruptly ended the call. She felt like a queen as she carried on with her fictitious search. She didn't need to be present for the action to take place. If she was, Jessie would suspect her, which was the last thing she wanted to happen. Well, even if she did suspect or saw her, she wouldn't be able to tell anyone about it because she wouldn't be alive to do so.

Cameron takes a step, her eyes never parting with him. "I swear to you that I would never hurt you so you can relax" Kim wanted her to be calm. She was nervous and that made him feel bad. Has anyone hurt her in the past? There was something about Kim that was different from Liam. While Liam was conceited in his own little world and pain, Kim was good with humans. He was like a psychic or something. He could see right through Cameron, she was happy but there was something that was not just right with the way she acted.

"The current Mrs. Kim helped us dig through files and inside the house to look for signs of you. She sent us your address and name today in the morning itself." "I haven't really told anybody about this house," she deadpans, eyes appearing bored but behind the film of denial was extreme worry for her child, her own blood. "How could she know?" "Mr. Kim is a rich man with a lot of connections. It probably didn't even take him an hour to find your location," Mr. Min joins in. "After all, he must have things he needs to hide from the world."

Anything. Because if someone thinks they can take her from me... They’ve chosen the wrong man. And the wrong girl. She’s not just someone I protect. She’s everything. She’s my fucking reason. Mysterious POV – Unknown Location The man leans back in his chair, the flicker of the screen reflecting in his eyes. He zooms in on the image of Kim, dragging a finger across her face. “She still smiles like that,” he says to no one. On the desk: photos. Of Erik. Of Kim. Of the two of them together. Notes. Strings. A bullet casing.

“Depend on me. No matter what it is, I can do anything if it’s for you.” And there it was again, that awful sentence. The conversation was getting out of nowhere. In the end, we were just going in circles to the mystery of his feelings. The sense of desperation laced in his words wasn’t something I was trained to handle nor I want to think about at the moment. As a spy, one of my specialties was seducing people. After studying people's reactions to various situations, I was prepared for any situation, except this one. As soon as a spy is unsure of what to do, he or she will usually try to shift the conversation to something else