Seha Special Agent Novels & Stories

She grows increasingly confused by the situation. The specialist Selene summoned arrives at the pack around midday. Her arrival is met with skepticism by the pack members, which doesn’t surprise Selene at all. Still, Selene is confident that the specialist will provide the assistance needed. Despite Saya's best efforts, a precise diagnosis is essential to save the children. Ayanell, the specialist, is a young but highly dedicated and intelligent woman. Katrina, Selene’s trusted confidant, has full confidence in her, and by extension, so does Selene.

But I knew that shit wasn't about to happen. I'd heard the stories of the hotshot marine they were bringing in, hadn't paid too much attention, though, because what the fuck did I care? But everything I'd heard came rushing back, and I hated all of it. I hated that she was good at what she did, so good that they were bringing her in to send her on special ops with us.

Tabby and the woman sized each other up as she neared the conference room. Jamie held the door for her. She ignored him in favor of the woman who was obviously in charge. "Ms. Grissler." The woman stepped forward. "Thank you so much for seeing us on short notice. I am SSA Zora Clark, acting assistant director of this task force." "Which agency are you with?" Tabby took the woman's hand. Zora paused for a moment. Was she considering withholding that detail? "I'm with the NSA," she finally said. "I see."

However, Sebastian didn't correct him and merely nodded. "Mr. Ballard, you must be the youngest special agent at the Department of Defense. I've heard my father say that most of the special agents they send are old men in their 40s or 50s. I didn't expect you to be so young." Harlan's gaze shifted to Geoff, and he looked thoughtful. "I'm not a special agent for the Department of Defense," Sebastian replied impassively. "I came to the Holy Grandia to look for someone." "You're looking for someone?" Harlan was even more puzzled.

Dane swore under his breath, " I don't have time for this!" "Here, let me help you," a woman's voice offered. Dane looked up to see a tall redhead wearing an employee badge over her Burgundy, draped, mock neck, midi sheath dress. The badge read, BAU Special Agent, Sarai Panjuttha. Immediately, Dane noticed her height. She was very tall for a woman, standing at least five feet ten inches. She was slender; almost too thin. Her smile was warm; genuine. She was definitely in a class above his Wednesday pick- me-ups. This woman exuded grace. She was elegant; poised; stunning.

Whyte asked while the lady in charged of the operating Tech had her hands fastened on the computer as she typed some buttons A few seconds passed and the large screen flickered while a video popped on the screen almost immediately, inside the screen stood a young figure on a yellow golden armour while he took down agents with a big Aura on his body "That's him Seir, he just popped out of no where and has been shouting out young Miss Alicia's name, we tried talking to him but it led to this Instead, he's strong to be taken care of, he has taken down and injured a dozen of our best field agents!" The lady replied "How's that possible?" Jackson stuttered as all eyes never left the large screen

Everyone were in the state of puzzled and curious, when the heard that Sasu were clearing his throat. Naturally as this were going on, no one were stopping and stand still, they all still have their own personal duty, and the massacre of the Yulga Family still continues, despite the comical incidents that were happening right at the moment. “This Sasu, Secret Service Agent, Head of the Presidential Security Personnel, Agent Number, 001…Requesting Direct communication line with Aeternum Person of Interest, Code Name…Dragon 01…”.(Sasu)

a sweet voice spoke through the phone. The sweetness momentarily froze the cells in his brain. He removed the phone from his ear and checked the caller. But the phone displayed an unknown, unsaved number. He put the phone closer to his ear and asked in a sleep-filled voice, “Who is this?” “Sir, I'm Janiece. Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm your newly employed secretary,” she answered with the same sweet tone. “Was I rude to you last night? Did I do anything inappropriate to you?” Karl asked with a little bit of concern. He doesn't trust his drunken self. He doesn't want to put any other lady in Gia's condition and have double problems.

"This is Sophia. She’ll be in charge of handling direct negotiations with our Thomas Sponsors." He turned to Sophia, gesturing toward the freckled girl first. "This is Emilia—our intel specialist. She digs up anything and everything we need to use against our targets." Then, he nodded toward the guy with the glasses. "That’s Gayle. If our targets breathe, he knows about it. Meetings, events, deals—we get first-hand information." Finally, he smirked at the gorgeous woman. "And this is Sheila—our in-house seductress. She does our dirty work."

"Agent Miller, Mr. Hunt is correct. This is a private security transport. Under the Aegis contract, he's authorized to carry." "The SEC—" "The SEC sent you as an observer," she interrupts, her voice surgical. "Not an arresting officer. Not a security director." She steps closer to him, invading the federal agent's space with a terrifying calm. "You observe. Mr. Hunt secures. I command. Those are the terms. If you can't accept them, you can file a complaint with Sarah Vance after we land." Miller stares at her. Then he glances at me. He realizes he’s lost the room.