Madness Combat Agent Novels & Stories

Spine-chilling laughter escaped my lips, and it silenced the b*stards for a moment. Jasmine snarled in disgust, "What's so funny? Have you gone mad?" I didn't answer her. Instead, I spat out blood and dug into the deepest layer of my tactical backpack. The original Jason spent all his savings getting this high-frequency military-grade concussion grenade from the black market. He was going to use it on the Zombie King and take it down with him. Now, I was going to use this on these jerks.

she repeated, startled, instinctively turning toward him, as worry began overriding the heat rushing to her face. The moment she moved, his other hand came up, covering her eyes. “Don’t look,” he murmured. If she had seen him, she would have understood immediately. He was a mess. He was shirtless. His skin was damp with sweat. His muscles were drawn tight beneath the strain of control. His hair was disheveled, his breathing uneven, his entire body tense like a man standing at the edge of his sanity. The drug was still burning through his system. That woman.

PART ONE: ~COMBATIVE~ He lost today. He had been winning all the matches since last year but he lost his streak today. I wonder what happened for him to be that distracted in the middle of a fight. With my chest heaving up and down vigorously out of fear, I enclosed my fingers around the handle of the waiting room and pushed it open with closed eyes.

"If I break your arms, cut off your legs, and turn you into a cripple, do you think Grandpa will still force me to marry you?" "Oh? Is that what you're thinking?" My head suddenly tilted upward at an unnatural angle. My gaze swept lazily across the onlookers before settling on Jessica. I suddenly grinned. "Gorgeous lady." I cocked my head and gently licked my lips. "Why don't you give it a try?" The red glow in my pupils intensified. That was when one of her assistants stumbled down the stairs in a panic. "Ms. Gardner! T-That room is completely sealed with military-grade steel!"

Brandon yelled. “No! You stand more to gain. Seth’s promised to reward us handsomely. You’ll get your fucking money. There’s a football game this Friday. We’ll set them off during the game. Don’t worry about anything. Even if Maverick finds out about this. This will be the biggest test he’ll ever face as Alpha. He’ll never come back from this.” Brandon closed the case and nodded. “Thank you for the reassurance.” I clenched my jaw and fists. Judging by the tubes in the briefcase, this was some chemical weapon. Most likely high doses of wolf’s bane.

“As far as I know, it’s a weakening agent. We’re stronger than they are in a one on one situation. If they weaken us and are great in numbers, they can get the upper hand.” “And drive a stake in your heart?” I asked worriedly. “They could pull off our heads too. That would work,” I shuddered. He rolled over and pulled me close. “They have to get close enough and be quick enough to do these things. We’re mighty fast, my love. I wouldn’t worry.” “So, that’s why they’ve developed this agent? To slow you down?” “It is a war.” “Did Angela and Evan breathe it in too?”

Chapter Eight No! No! It's not him! He has a beautiful red eyes! "Damn. Who are you?! " He asked. "Shouldn't I be the one who's asking that? You're a freaking busybody! You'll pay for this but since you're curious, I'm the Agent 44. See you in hell! " I said and kick his groin. But again, he managed to avoid it. "So, you're the agent that our Commander is crazy for? " I heard him said. Commander? Crazy? What?!

he said. " she's also a soldier? " I asked. " She's not a soldier........she's also an agent like you...... A Secret Agent" he said then type on the computer and her picture came out. " This is Agent Mackerel, she told us about the man, and to take out the man you need to take out some other things" he said. " what other things?" I asked. " The man has a warehouse full of fake drug and it's the same place they produce the fake drugs" he said.

Ellie had to lock her jaw and lower her gaze not to show him how disgusted, horrified, and enraged his cold assessment of living, breathing people made her. “Now we’re making a bundle off them testing drugs we’ve cooked up to enhance the military and fitness freaks.” He turned away to tear off his gloves. “Have you seen how damn big we’ve made them? How strong? We trained them to fight just to show what is possible to do to humans and how much damage they can take with the new batch of rapid-healing medicines. Do you know how many billions of dollars in contracts we’re looking at? How much money we’ve already made so far? They are our prototypes. Showing what we can make them do, how fast, s

The lady continues to hesitate, but finally says, “It will be alright, Mrs. Hayden. Help will be with you soon.” “I never—” I don’t have time to question how she knows Tom’s last name. The door suddenly opens and two police offers and Dr. Hogan. My eyes widen and my body fills with near crippling dread. “You’ll need to tranquilize her.” Dr. Hogan says as I start screaming. I race behind the desk, grabbing whatever objects I can reach from the wood shelves and desk, and start throwing them at Dr. Hogan. I throw the small, metal decorative globe at a police officer trying to get closer to me.