Ncis Tiva Novels & Stories

Twitch. “So, we are all basically at square-fucking-one,” I sigh. “That’s basically all we learned in Vegas, too. Though we also ran into a couple of former T.H.E.M. operatives who have joined up with the Marching Tides. Almost killed us good, they did. Agents Jared and Gale.” Zeke nods. “They were among the first to defect after Nick broke out,” he confirms. “I gather by the fact that you did not get killed good that you killed them good instead?”

Jonas was pulling the blueprints for the Vance Docks, identifying every hidden passage and blind spot. Latisha was freezing every asset linked to the Connors family’s remaining "ghost" accounts, cutting off Kitana’s financial lifeline. Ethan was coordinating with the city’s legal and port authorities, ensuring that no vessel would leave the docks without a direct order from the Kartel. In the center of the mobilization, Jade Chen was a different person. The "Tactical Prodigy" who had relied on her "Shadow Code" was gone, replaced by a woman whose resolve was forged in the fire of her father’s disappearance. She was seated in the command module of The Titan, which had been roared back into se

"We are going to my estate upstate. There will be no more laptops. No more secret notes. No more freedom behind those closed doors. You are going into total lockdown, Vivian." Vivian swallowed hard, her heart hammering against her ribs as the vehicle accelerated into the stormy night. She looked out the tinted window, her hand subtly brushing against the hidden weight of the silver flash drive in her scarf. She was entering his ultimate tactical fortress, completely isolated from the world. She had survived the extraction, but as she looked at the possessive titan holding her captive, she realized the real battle for her freedom—and her father's life—was just beginning. Suddenly, a secure di

Something wrong must have happened since it was so out of character for Vida to forget to check-in. Before Tessa started working at Burn's and meeting Vida, she had vowed to protect any girl she came across and prevent the incident that cost her younger sister's life from happening ever again. She made sure that Vida got along with her program by getting her a whistle, pepper spray and a switchblade. Vida thought it was ridiculous and initially only took the pepper spray, but Tessa insisted that she take it all, free of charge. In the end, Vida agreed and took everything.

Bajwa interrupted to break that emotional silence. But Vihaan got a weird thought and without breaking his hug with Dr. Mishti added," I smell of burning." His words made Mishti laugh out loud. After 24 hours Vihaan landed at Tokyo international airport. He finished his immigration process and exited. He hired a cab to visit the address which indian embassy sent Captain.Bajwa for Tayvia. The address was before the tsunami hit. After the tsunami they had no information about Tayvia. Her phone number was also switched off and her collage still not started because the disaster management team was working to rebuild it.

Also, the room once filled with the mocking faces of the Omegas became empty, leaving only Nikolas. Nikolas grabbed my chin, causing my lips to curl in disgust. The same hand he used to touch those filthy Omegas and smack their a$$ was roughly placed under my chin. “So what did you learn, Tania?” He asked as a smile crept on his face. “I learned a lot,” I told him. “If only I had not been clouded by greed and had let you be with that Ziva. I wouldn't be in this position.” He looked away, running his hand through his hair aggressively.

⸻ In a shadowed apartment five miles away, Tania sat on her sofa, eyes fixed on the screen. Her system dashboard showed what she’d been waiting for: Exposure Capsule: 3 Pattern Matches Ethics Board Review: In Queue ETA: 36 hours until formal alert The match was live. The timer had started. Everything was falling into place. But then another alert popped up. From her terminal sweep tool. Internal Vault Access — ID: GN–471 (R. Navarro) Terminal: Auxiliary Texture Station Timestamp: 6:14 a.m. Tania sat up straight. “What the hell?”

She wasn’t snooping. She was surviving. Vivian opened the bottom drawer of Jasper's desk, one she’d seen him open but never touched herself. Inside, a stack of old documents but nothing tangible She turned, just as Tasha stepped in behind him, rubbing her arm where the tranquilizer had hit earlier. "Oh. You’re home," Vivian said flatly, she looked up to see Tasha. Tasha’s eyes widened. “Viv–” “Save it,” Vivian cut in, stepping into the room like a blade unsheathed. “How long, Tasha? How long have you been working with him?”

I added through clenched teeth. “Very well then, Chase, you leave me no choice,” Tiana stated evilly. “What are you talking about?” I asked her. Without standing up from where she was sitting, she turned on the TV, and instantly, the video began to play on the screen. It was the video of the last time I had visited to warn her about Carmen and I grabbed her arm. The video was muted, and so only the action could be seen. I couldn’t deny that I felt horrible seeing how I grabbed her in that manner, but almost immediately, realization dawned on me.

The penthouse had turned into a waiting room again. But this time, they weren't waiting for a baby or a verdict or a stock price. They were waiting for a ghost to speak. Aurora sat in the study. The screens on the wall were dark, except for one. It showed a secure feed from a lab in Quantico. Not a live video—that wasn't allowed—but a status dashboard Agent Rivera had granted them access to. CASE ID: 2004-VALE-HAMPTONS.