Secret Assassin Novels & Stories

As she pulled out of the driveway, she wondered what Ajax was up to and how long it would take before he's informed of her posthaste move out of Hingham, his loyal informant being Fox of course. ******* "I trust my sixth sense Cavill. I hate the vibes bouncing off that Santoz guy." Ajax tried his best to sound more convincing to his very own Boss, Cavill Sebastian, soon to retire boss of Boston's Secret security agency (BSSA) team, 48 years old, blonde and a penchant for Reynolds wine.

Elise said quietly. Selena looked at her with doubt and Elise shrugged, “ I for one don’t like Amanda at all. I guess she is also a lousy employer too.” Elise asked and the lady nodded and spoke in a gentle voice. “Actually the real truth is that, I am Melissa ,an actual spy under the commission of Secret Special Force, Amanda took my mate and blackmailed me into working for her when I tried to get him back. She set up some humans to make a sex clip with me in it and threatened to show my mate. Since then I have been her slave.” the lady said breaking into sobs.

Every time their gazes locked it was as if a lightning stroke. Alyssa had met Richard during his service as Senator three years ago. He had already been 4 years into his marriage and tired from the pretense of a happy husband. He loved his wife. But he was not in love with her. He viewed as an ally of his, of his political dreams and goals. They met through a mutual friend, the Vice President, known as Erik Collins, a fervent supporter of Davis. Alyssa had just come back from her service in Iran when Homeland Security approached her. She had been gathering intel for her country. She was a secret agent. Because of her studies in International Relations and Crisis Management and her long years

Aaron woke up with a start and sweat. “Calm down, it was just a dream, calm down.” He told himself. He got excited when he saw the bump formed under his pants; he hated this kind of dream because he always ended up in the shower, making the bump disappear. Only 26 years old, Aaron Stevens was a secret agent and worked for the FBI. His new mission was to pretend to be a driver in order to break into the Clintons because apparently Hilaire Clinton, the most respected billionaire in the United States was suspected of money laundering.

Henry let her put her arm through his as they walked into the building. “Good evening Master Miller,” the doorman says as they walk into the building. “Good evening Mr.Kennedy. You know I’m not a little boy anymore right?” Henry says in a good-natured tone that Anna hasn’t heard before. He leads her to the elevator. Henry scans his fingerprint and then presses a button to the thirty-seventh floor. Wow, fingerprint verification. That’s all quite new and fancy to Anna. The elevator door opens to the penthouse of Henry Senior.

Her hands started shivering when all of her colleagues started gathering around her with bewildered and emulous looks. Suddenly she heard someone switching the TV on and her ears were abruptly filled with the news, "From our sources, we were able to get the pictures of Alexander Kingston' secret girlfriend, surprisingly his girlfriend is none other than his own secretary Isabella Watson." Her eyes brimmed with tears, and she wasn't able to raise her head anymore. She couldn't face anyone right now. She didn't want to be the focus of attention where she would be called names without any reason. "Isa," Nick tried to call out to her, but she was absolutely disoriented. This was not what she wan

The secrets she had kept hidden, the lies she had spun, all came crashing down around us like a house of cards. It started with a whispered confession, as Sarah, tears streaming down her face, revealed the extent of her involvement with the clandestine organization known as the Syndicate. She had been coerced into joining their ranks, manipulated by promises of power and protection. But as her loyalty wavered, she realized the true nature of their agenda—a world built on corruption, greed, and the sacrifice of innocent lives.

The secretary forced out a smile at them again as her eyes locked with Sadiqah’s sister’s. They have been sitting at the reception room for over one hour… “He has some visitors.” The secretary explained and they both know they had to wait and they did wait and it is been over an hour that they have been waiting. “Just be patient.” Her sister had told her. Some few minutes later, the door opened and they heard some laughter and the guests came out; it was Aziza, Musadiq with Hibah in his hands.

, She said with a great sigh. The interview for the sub-secretary position was just used as a disguise, it was Susan's plan to find a personal assistant for her this way. That's why she personally observed the two of them and found Aiden to be more suitable for the personal assistant's job as he showed different perks of keeping him as an employee. Being a secret agent and an expert in the hacking field, Aiden learned everything so he can impersonate anyone whether it's a goon, a waiter, a bartender, or a regular employee at a company.

I had given her distance, and she had used it to place another man’s hands on her body. “Bring Hale to me.” Adrian didn’t react. “He is in Seattle.” “I know where he is.” “Dragging a prominent American businessman out of his own hotel will attract attention we don’t need.” “I didn’t ask whether it would be convenient.” The office door opened before Adrian could answer. Leon entered without knocking, took one look at the photographs, and closed the door behind him. “So it happened,” he said. “You knew?” “I knew she was working with him.” My attention snapped toward Adrian. He remained silent.