Ncis Tiva Novels & Stories

She gasped and shuddered in fear as the two men attached the metal heads of the wires and tubes that looked like stethoscopes on her temples, wrists and chest. Watching his mate’s chest being touched by other males, Rico stifled his growls. This was procedure and he had to accept it. He watched as she was further menacled in the large streams and mast of wires and tubes on her thighs and his heart constricted in anticipation as the control box was handed to Sameer by his beta, ( ) before they left Tiana with Sameer, Axel and Damien in the interrogation room. “I have a right to know what this is all about and as to why I am here?” Tiana’s voice broke through the speakers.

Sarah sat behind her wide mahogany desk, the glow from the large television screen casting faint blue shadows across her office. The volume was low, but she didn’t need sound to understand what was unfolding. She leaned back slightly in her chair, fingers steepled, eyes fixed on the live footage playing out across multiple news channels. Tiana Striker, once poised, admired, feared in quiet circles, was being ushered into a police vehicle, hands cuffed, face contorted between rage and panic.

Elaine’s voice was low yet cold, she narrowed her eyes to take a glance at Tanya and ask. “Yes, Miss President, it seems that Mister Tanvi is quite cautious and nobody knows Tanvi Elsher but the Hospital do know who he is but it said that he’s relative to someone” Detective Ong informed Elaine, the background noise was loud, you can guess that he’s on the side of the busy road. “Oh, okay thank you” Elaine coldly thanks him before hanging up, she took the drink to her head and took a small sip as she watch Tanya give the drinks to the customer, her gaze moving to Athy who walk to the podium and started playing the violin.

She leaned back against her silver bike, a cold, triumphant smirk playing on her lips as she watched the trap snap shut around us. "Mia Chen," the lead operative said, his voice as flat and sterilized as a hospital room. "My name is Director Vance. You are currently in possession of state-classified intellectual property. Under the National Security Act, we are authorized to recover the prototype and the data by any means necessary."

He tapped a key on the glass terminal beside him. The massive wall behind him flickered to life, replacing the global map with thousands of real-time feeds. Names, addresses, encrypted bank accounts, medical records, and live satellite surveillance feeds began cascading down the screen in a torrent of green code. I recognized the first profile that locked onto the main screen. Elias Vance. Below his picture was his true identity—the name he had buried ten years ago. And linked directly to his master file were three sub-files highlighted in bright, flashing red:

Nevertheless, she persisted, driven by the need to unearth the truth. The series of instructions unfolded before her, a guide mapped out by Tina to hack into Trevor's iCloud and delete the photos and videos from the day of his presentation. With each command she executed, Emma felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through her body. Hacking into Trevor's iCloud was more than just accessing information—it was about reclaiming power and taking control of her own narrative.

Niko did'nt respond immediately, he seemed to be undisturbed by what his superior was discussing about the target. Kana looked at him while she reads his mind. She shook her head. "No, no Niko. Tyler Rack." She then again project another man's face. "He is a highly trained american agent." She warned Niko again since he was planning of executing Jahid's guards too. "You think I'm afraid?" Niko gasped angrily. "No Niko. The chamber is currently upside down, we cannot trigger the CIA for this." "Can I touch the maidens?" Niko begged Kana.

Alpha Liam says. As if he can’t take being separated from me any longer, Levi scoops me into his arms and sits in the chair I was in, sitting me in his lap and typing on the tablet in front of me. If I wasn’t so focused on Tanya, I might have said something or moved, but honestly, his closeness is helping Qadira, so I don’t bother. “We've got another video,” Levi says, opening it up. I feel the others press in behind us, watching as the stalker puts Tanya into the back of a car, then gets in the driver’s seat and begins driving off.

The Final Hack The satellite tv for pc shook violently because the Watchers’ ships closed in. We had mins earlier than they tore via the station and erased us from existence. Vanessa turned into the manager panel, her arms flying over the interface. “I'm their gadget. But it’s now no longer only a sign —it’s a community.” I gritted my teeth. “Can you close it down?” Vanessa hesitated. Then she whispered, “…I can take it.” Rachel frowned. “Wait—what?”

He’s the first of his kind, a traitor, a man condemned by his brothers for killing Christopher Martin, a man who’s now dead since he was captured by the CIA, not a week after he killed Viviana’s father. It took Viviana an entire one hour and a half, three refills of marques de Colbert to finish reading all files. I thought I did well. I was damn proud of my team, but the moment Viviana sighed deeply, I knew something was not right. Her shoulder slouched, finishing the content of her goblet, and kept her silence. I lifted her onto my lap, giving her no option but to talk to me. I can’t let her push me away again. It was pretty clear the gears on her mind were shifting a hundred times per seco