James Bond Novels & Stories

And, it didn’t exclude Liam or Jackson. As I walked forward, I felt Liam’s gaze sweep on me. It was something swift but still alluring, so mysterious. I almost gasped when I noticed there was another man in the room like Leah had said. Big James. His expression was a rugged one, which suited him for a business man. While his haircut; a bald one which left a minimal amount of hair at the sides of his head. It was like nothing had changed from the time I had last seen him. There was the same moustache that spread out his lip line.

"Don't test me. I have over ten different ways to kill you in a manner that won't alert the police." "Do that after you find £10,000." He grins before waving and leaving. "Panda King, you arrogant bastard!" I shout indignantly.

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Adam I have been feeling ballsy recently since I managed to escape Jay again. I finally managed to find James. He works at the main police station Springs Precinct. I need to scope him out before I trust him. This time I managed to get a disguise before I walked into the station. I’m going to pose as a delivery guy with a hideous wig and fake beard in case he was given my identity.

“Okay, James.” He took another sip from his drink and placed the flute glass on the lounge chair. Then he took off his suit and carefully unbuttoned his shirt. Turning to look at me, he winked, and finally removed the shirt, revealing his broad, muscular features glazed with tattoos. I gulped down the drink in my throat as I stared at him. James was a handsome man, with all his features in place, it was hard not to have the urge to run my hands over him.

My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a male presence walking from behind. MY PREY ‘’Hi’’ he said offering his hand, I responded with a smile, he wasn’t looking bad apart from the awful smell of belched whiskey and rum that oozed from his mouth as he spoke. I tried not to look disgusted. I can’t scare my prey now, can I? Apart from that, he looked cute, especially with his blonde hair, If I were a human just maybe he would look more than just a blood bag. We spoke for some time, and he went on and on about how he likes me and the other shits the female humans listen to before they get into their pants.

And although Sven, Calix and his team had already met the pair several times, this was actually her first time meeting them as well as Calvin, Wren and Riven. James was a tall guy with a dirty-blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a dark-blue shirt and washed out jeans emphasized his boy-next-door look. Add his pleasant smile on top of that and James could easily make someone trust him, a big help for him as an investigator. As Lieutenant Jacobs once said, getting the trust of the people involved in a case would easily solve it.

"You don't have a choice in the matter, sweetheart. The Dark lord wants you to go pack your things now." Fueled by anger, I raised my eyes to them. I was tired of being pushed around, tired of being treated like a pawn in their games. "I am not some obedient pet to fetch and carry on command. You can tell your Dark lord that I refuse to be his plaything. Tell him that if he wants a pet, he can buy a fucking chihuahua." James Bond's expression hardened, his eyes narrowing into dangerous slits. It was obvious he was their ringleader. “You should watch your mouth, girl. You're treading on thin ice."

"There's no need to get angry." "Too fucking late," I growled. "Please, Daisy, just take a seat," James said softly and I sighed, dropping back onto the sofa. "It says here that your most recent mission didn't go to plan. Daisy, can you tell me about your target?" I didn't reply and looked at my nails. "Your target, Daisy. Jason Creed," James said. "He was a banker suspected of having ties to a terrorist group acting in London-" "He wasn't suspected," I butted in. "He did have ties. He was a terrorist."