Spy Thriller Novels & Stories

She wasn't looking for love but he made sure to snatch the bit of her truce leaving her with no choice but to go with Agatha. Silvia still felt goosebumps recalling the vision she had in that guest room at Catherine's wedding when Hunter cornered her. It was Hunter, he was coated in blood from head to toe, reeking of terrifying death while prowling towards her with an ax in his hand. Murder danced in his demonic eyes and she knew it was her end as he lunged at her. They say being a seer was a blessing but only if they knew.

I asked confused. “Two and a half years ago, Vincelli's men paid me to get that folder, I had to find a way to go undercover and away from my father's monitor. The day the package got to your house I got hold of it first and left. I was on my way to send it to my payer but I was curious about what it was all about. There was this strange diary along with the folder, I read everything Vincelli's late wife wrote in that diary and I saw my family being involved like how Vincelli killed my mother, how he kidnapped Katherine who wasn't my real sister, Sinister’s family, everything. I got scared and ran with it when it was stolen from me. That's it, I've been running ever since." “You're nothing b

Malik cleared his throat, "There's a lot of things you guys need to know, especially before even attempting to look for Typhon. Everyone's attention is on Malik. "Typhon is not a human, he is a high-level storm demon who is working with Beherit. He has done some horrendous things. He helped his father torture and murder his mother and his destined mate. He owns a security firm called the Damascus group, but that is just a front. He's involved in trafficking both humans and others to vampires for blood. He hired a guy they call the chemist who has developed drug compounds that affect every group of others. That is why they were able to get the upper hand on me, they used a demon compound to a

The expanse above us was a gorgeous shade of blue, and if I kept my back to the bruised streaks of violet forcing their way from the south, I could almost forget the impending doom hurtling towards us. "You okay?" Lillith asked, stopping beside me. Her almost waist length hair was down, neatly brushed and pushed back over her shoulders. "Yeah. Tired is all." Tired of running from the Sades and their Shadow Men. Tired of seeing their victories heralded in the darkening sky and the used bodies left in their wake. Tired of missing Nick, of not knowing where he was or if he was even alive anymore and tired of feeling like a pale skinned, violet eyed freak.

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

She can't help herself they just bring back bad memories for me. Towards the end of the night the evening had died down only a few people where left In the restaurant. She makes myself a cup of tea and sits at the bar and drinks it waiting till the diners all leave. All of a sudden she felt the hairs at the back of her neck stand up turning around seeing the detective staring at her, he pulled out a bar stool and sat down and said to her " I'm sorry if I'm staring at you but you look really familiar, I don't know where I've seen you but I feel as though I now you, or maybe you look like someone I just can't figure it out". I smile at him and nod my head bring my hair down to cover the s

Anna gazed at her wristwatch, and it sent chills down her spine when she noticed the hands of the clock were juggling. She took it off as soon as possible, and it fell to the ground. The spark that came from the wristwatch sent creepy vibes. In a blink, it got destroyed in front of us, but none of us was aware. She put a hand over her mouth, not making any sound. We weren't in the state to utter a word. "Are we in hell or what? This island seems horrific." We both had no answer to Bell's words. Likewise, we had the storm arise in our minds.

It reeked of impending madness; the opening yawning before him like an omen. William stared in as the group walked by it on their way to the next room over. Inside this one was a solid silver slab with chains hanging from the edges where the arms and legs of the victim; him, in this case; would lie. Under the slab was a metal funnel to drain the bloodshed. His bloodshed. Above the slab was a huge grate of metal spikes. The spikes were approximately a foot in length, which guaranteed they pierced all the way through the body from the front to the back.

" Marrock asked, looking around. "Here," I said, handing how over to him. I looked through with the corner of my eyes and realized he was searching for Ellan's contact. I finally found his contact and dialed his number. Ellan immediately picked up after two rings. "Hi, Ellan," Marrock said, trying to process everything going on in his head. "Hi, Marrock. Why do you sound like someone being chased in the dream, what's the problem?" Ellan asked. "I'm fine, Ellan. Has Alpha Axel sent the second threat letter off to the doctor?" Marrock asked.

he asked Mathias. "Mrs. Rasmussen has erased all her identification records, and the airline is intentionally concealing information. We are currently unable to trace her whereabouts."