James Bond Novels & Stories

I guess the man had a way of making you do things, whether you wanted to or not. “There is one thing we can do though.” James suddenly said with seriousness. His eyes shone and he looked like he just had a light bulb moment. “What?” I asked eagerly. “I will talk to my boyfriend. He knows people that can take him out, this Mr. Pierce or whatever his name is.” “Are you crazy? James, please.” I laughed out so loud I had to clutch my stomach in pain. James had no idea who Ben was. A billionaire and public figure with an infinite number of bodyguards at his beck and call. A man who took whatever he wanted whenever he wanted it.

Her voice was loud and I thought she was talking to me until James chuckled, "It's not kidnapping. I'm leaving with her. I didn't expect you to find me quickly" "The moment a connection was established between you and the dummies at the Junkyard, I realized you're the rat in the syndicate the entire time"Her response was terrifying and she then turned her eyes to me," Step away from him, Sofia. I don't know what he has said to make you follow him but now you know he is a bad person. James is not one of us. I believe he has a connection to a fallen syndicate" "Fallen syndicate? Are you mincing the part where you are responsible? You're right, I'm a Di Marco informant" James told her and I bli

"Mr. Montego, I know how bad this must look, but I assure you, there is nothing at all between me and Isabella. I didn't even know she was associated with you." "She never mentioned me?" I asked, knowing full well the answer to that question. "No," he shook his head. I moved closer, my voice calm but laced with a dangerous undertone. "I'm a fair man, Jason. But I don't take lightly to liars and people who think they can do as they please with my stuff." "I'm afraid I don't follow, Sir." Something didn't quite fit with him. Something was off here. I had seen a lot of scum in my line of work; I was able to sniff them out a mile away, but there was something about him that I couldn't place my f

James choke on his overly large bite and Josie spurts juice all over the table. “WHAT?!” Josie practically shouts out and I throw a nervous look around the cafe to see if her outburst has anyone looking. “Please keep your voice down.” I hiss at her. She leans in to whisper over our table instead. James is still coughing a little but he leans in as well. “What do you mean? Sort of engaged? How are you sort of engaged? And to whom?” “Do you know the name Antonio Falaguerra?” “He has some casinos and stuff, right?” James says immediately and I nod. “Isn’t he some kind of big boss in the criminal world as well?” I nod once again and he sends a nervous glance at Luca and Josie does the same.

Only this time instead of an overpriced suit the man now wore and brown and tan plaid button down shirt tucked into a pair of pleated khaki pants. "Mrs. Maddox, it's lovely to see you again." I accepted the hand he held out for me. "Thank you, James. You can call me Saraid." He retrieved my bags from the trunk and stowed them under the plane. "James is a dear friend of mine and Liam's. He is a warlock. From your coven to be exact," explained Chase. I examined James from a distance. "He's on our side you said?"

“James.” James immediately appeared not long after Ariana called him. Although Ariana shouldn't know James' identity at this point, she already knew that James was from a group of assassins specially trained to protect the Alison family. The man has great hearing and likes to hide in the shadows. Ariana knew she just needed to call, and James would appear shortly after her call. “May I help you, Lady Aria?” Even though James still didn't understand why Ariana never looked surprised, even though he always appeared quickly whenever the girl called, James was still professional when he asked in his usual calm manner.

I pulled back, hesitating to go through the revolving doors. A slight frown marred the space between his eyes. “Are you getting cold feet on me now, Sugar? You look like you could bolt.” I wished I could. I smoothed down my Christian Dior scallop dress. It was white and showed off my curves. The heels were killing me, and the night hadn’t even started. I didn’t fancy white that much, but James said it suited me. Virginal white. He was never going to let that go. James was dressed in his usual black pants, no jacket and his black dress shirt rolled up at the sleeves. No matter what he wore he always looked incredibly sexy. He had his long hair combed back and fastened at the back.

Jordan's casino incident has shaken the Mafia world. However, thanks to this, Richard learns that James is still alive. James is a good senior. Richard recalls that when he first joined the Mafia, James was the one who helped him a lot. And Richard got the property he is today, thanks to James.

“I’m not. I’m in the area, though, and once I finish one last job I’m going to find some place quiet and relocate with a more peaceful line of work.” She studied his darkly shadowed jaw and noticed the lines that only hard times could put on such a young man. “One last job? What is it you do?” Almost black eyes watched her seriously for a moment. “I wish I could tell you, really I do, but there’s too much at stake and too many people involved to tell you...just yet.” Jennah glanced up at the stern look in his eyes and nodded. “Okay, I’ll just think of you as a non-British James Bond then.” He laughed again. “Can I at least ask how old you are?”

as soon as possible. ... while in the other country.. mr james was smoking by listening to his man who is working in Ray's Corp as his spy.... By listening the incident he threw his phone in anger... ... ...