Operation Blackbird Novels & Stories

he said, taking a seat in the chair across from my desk. “What’s Blackhorse?” “Blackhorse was a deep ops organization, operating in Russia, gathering intel on the Bratva. But they also operated in other parts of the world. It was their job to infiltrate organizations and assassinate certain leaders. There were some concerns about the way they operated, and everything was exposed. Luckily before their operations were declassified, someone wiped their database and the assets they had around the world were deleted. Which was good, but the assets became stuck in whatever country they were in. Their identities were wiped, passports were canceled, and they were left to fend for themselves. It was

"Don't do anything stupid while I'm not there to watch you." I can't see his face, but I know he's smirking. We step out of the service elevator, and I watch for a moment as they meet up with the rest of our black ops crew. Tonight, Project BLACK EAGLE will fly, as I drink and smoke my way into DeBrassy's inner circle.

I look around to be sure that no one was following me and since it's dark already it made it easier as I made my way into the building. I entered the building but I didn't hear anything not even a sound so I pulled out my gun. " Blessing Aderogba, Amara Ukwudi........i know you are in here, I'm agent Blackbird from Nigeria, I'm here to rescue you " I said but I didn't see anyone. " The IGP Mr Ayodeji Richards sent me over here, you have to believe me girls.......we don't have much time" I said and after a few seconds I heard footsteps.

“It’s a live feed from one of our drones. You need to see this.” He handed me the phone, and my stomach twisted as I watched the footage. The warehouse was a bloodbath. Bodies of my operatives lay scattered across the ground, lifeless. The Black Bullet Clan moved with precision, dragging the wounded into their vehicles before speeding off. “They were waiting for us,” Finn muttered, his voice hollow. Kelly gasped, her hand flying to her mouth. “This can’t be happening. Alex, they’re dead, aren’t they? You said they will be ok.

They were waiting for ours. Killian stood beside me, his hand on the small of my back. He looked out at the broken Citadel, then at the rising sun. "The dawn is here," he said. But as the first light hit the peaks, the sky darkened again. Not from clouds, but from a swarm of black-winged hawks. They carried the crest of the Northern Tundra, the only pack powerful enough to challenge the Blackwood line. A scroll dropped from the lead bird, landing at my feet.

My ribs howled. But my pulse? Steady. Because I knew something he didn’t. This wasn’t the end. Then I heard it. Whistles in the sky. Whup-whup-whup-whup The ghost bird. Black chopper. No insignia. No lights. Low rotor hum. Coming in from the Bosphorus like it belonged to no one. I smiled beneath the hood. He looked up. Too late. “Break formation!” he shouted. But we were already retaliating.

“Guy retired three years ago. Lives off the grid now, some cabin in Utah. I had to burn a favor just to get a contact number. He didn’t want to talk—but I dangled the name ‘Maddox,’ and he started singing.” Clara's pen dropped to the table. “What did he say?” she asked, sitting forward. Avi hesitated. “It’s bad. Maya wasn’t just a trained asset. She was part of an off-book black ops group within the agency. They called themselves Black Cell. Government wouldn’t admit they existed even if you waterboarded a senator. These people did the dirty work—international sabotage, political blackmail, strategic assassinations. And Maya? She was one of their prized creations. She knows how to vanish, ma

Three of the others leaned in conspiratorially, eyes alight with interest and devious intent. Blake exhaled a stream of grey smoke. "Need to sedate him first. Make it look like an accident. Easy enough." Clouds were beading on the horizon, just a ghost of what could become a storm. Perhaps it was imaginary, but ominous no less. It was all about the signs, the dark omens the captain kept ignoring. The things that had been haunting the Black Hind's path had gone on far longer than anyone else liked to think about. Blake chuckled. His caustic amusement grated on the air, weighing like chains on the deck as he turned away. One more made seven, a veritable crew all by itself. Some even brewing wi

log My hand shook as I opened it. Lena Lynx Grey. Known Aliases: BlackBird. Raven queen. Hex. STATUS: ACTIVE. WANTED. Bounties placed: Ghost Clan (Data Breach, 3.4M BTC) Kurokage Network (Code Theft) Unidentified Buyer (Assassination Contract - Failed). I choked on a breath. I wasn't just someone who hacked to survive. According to this, I was a phantom. A legend. A threat.

Xander- black ? Black- he killed them all, those who he found at least. Xander- how many do you have with you? Black- 300, with weapons and armor.. you know his headed to jordan next right? Xander- yes, how's blue ? Black- getting bigger, but alright. Xander- oh. Black- I heard about Lori, I am sorry for what happened. No one should ever go through anything like that... Xander- jeah, well it's done now.