Sexy Secret Agent 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.

Pretend I was invisible. But now? My stomach twisted, sure. My jaw clenched, yeah. But part of me wanted to scream, Cole kissed me. He wanted me. So shove it. Of course, I didn’t scream. I’m not completely suicidal. Still, I walked a little straighter. Cole passed me by third period. He didn’t look. Not once. Just brushed past with his crew, laughing at some dumb joke Kendal cracked. The buzzing inside me died. Right. Reality check: I was still his secret.

Silence follows. I let out a breath I didn’t realize I was holding. "Let's get you out of here," Lou murmurs, leading me to the car. Later, in the backseat, I stare at my phone, heart hammering as I read the headline from 'The Campus Scoop': ‘Monroe’s Millions Can’t Buy Loyalty: Heiress Dumped for Boyfriend’s Secret Gay Affair.’ Oh. My. God. My grip tightens on the phone. "Fuck!"

He stood up and pulled her body to his; his big hand settled on her sexy waist as he looked at her; her dark hair pulled into a bun which he had been pulling a few minutes ago. “You look so beautiful Adaa,” he whispered against her lips before he pressed his to hers, not even giving her a moment to adjust to his roughness. He let his hands roam on her back as he kissed her hungrily. Her hands went to the edge of his t-shirt, he took a moment and pulled it off his hulk-like body. Not only him, but she was also seeing him naked for the first time. She had felt him hundreds of times. He had also kissed every inch of her skin but this time. It was new for both of them. They were confessing their

Given Sean's skills and how he deliberately kept his identity a secret, this seemed like the most plausible explanation in her mind. "Secret agent?" Sean raised his eyebrows. "Isn't it obvious?" Lindsay furrowed her brows, giving Sean a wary look. "Don't tell me you really smuggled in from abroad?" "Smuggled in from abroad?" Sean was momentarily puzzled. Then, he burst into laughter. "Okay, fine. I'm actually a secret agent. I'm Agent 003, and I work for the National Security Agency." Since Lindsay wouldn't believe anything he said, Sean decided to make up some random story.

No one would expect there were two secret agents here, let alone someone from MI6 or the CIA, investigation the government. Mike took a sip from the whisky the bartender placed in front of him. “I was just a driver. I can’t even say I was a bodyguard, because the place was full of security anyway. “ “The way it always is with those fancy gatherings. “ “Right. Killian met some guy and they disappeared. That’s pretty much all. Richard wasn't there, which from what I gather is weird. I guess he's now finally starting to hand over power to his successor. Oh, and the werewolf of the gang was waiting for me when I got home."

" Amelia's eyes widened, and she immediately clicked on the article, her mind racing to process the sudden turn of events. The article revealed that Alexander was not just the successful businessman he claimed to be— he was an undercover agent working for a top-secret government agency. She searched for confirmation and came across a video embedded in the article. With trembling hands, she pressed play, and the screen came alive with Alexander's face. He was standing in front of a crowded auditorium, delivering a passionate speech about his mission to eliminate corruption and protect innocent lives. Amelia's mind whirled with a mix of disbelief and confusion. She had been drawn into Alexande

Sexually. I reach the small cabin which is built of glass outside the CEO's massive cabin. I see two telephones, a printer, and a fax machine on the table. I decorate my new table with the Hotwheels car, a dog's photo frame, ashtray, and the playboy swimsuit calendar. Yay! I see a file lying on the desk with the title, "Non-Disclosure Agreement." Which instantly clicks in my head, Christian Grey! Is Ryan into BDSM, wait that's why he chose me as his secretary? Does he know who I am?

CHAPTER ONE First impressions Strands of dark brown hair of the beautiful woman swayed, as the footsteps wrapped in expensive high heels on both legs squeaked against the marble floor of New York City's famous shopping center—along with both hands carrying several paper bags in different sizes. Her name is Alessia Mikhayla. A woman with a firm build with thick eyebrows, a sharp nose and small pink lips. Beautiful and charming. At least, that's how people think of him. Alessia is a member of the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA) secret recruitment agency. No one knows his profession, including his family. Alessia hides her identity as a troop of the GK group which is none other than Girls Kni

“All this hacking and bugging only happens in movies. I’m still trying to wrap my head around it.” “Relax, it will work out. You will see. This shit we are about to do is as real as it gets. You are about to see what the secret service can do in less than five minutes.” “Okay, I will be leaving home soon,” I said. “Perfect will be waiting at the college,” Nigel added before he hung up. I had forgotten about Nigel’s cousin. She was a badass and the fact that she works for the secret police was a bonus for us. If I had told Nigel about this sooner maybe I would have had all the answers I needed ages ago.