Spy With My Little Eye Novels & Stories

“A listening device.” The silence that followed was loud. “You say what?” I stared at it. “That girl had the nerve to spy on us,” Lyra said, jaw tight, fists clenched in her lap. I stared at the crushed little thing for a long moment. Then my palms started rubbing together slowly, and a smile spread across my face that I didn’t even try to stop. “So this is how she wants to play it,” I said quietly. “Alright then, Mia. Game on.”

I avert my gaze, feeling somehow even more humiliated. “I think I can help,” Sylvia says quietly, stepping forward. Gamma Everly raises an eyebrow. “By all means.” Sylvia places a hand on my shoulder, looking deep into my eyes. She lowers her voice to a whisper, and I brace myself for what she’s about to say. “It’s about Spencer, isn’t it.”

The dragon said as she waved her hands and the statue became dust. "Farewell, Leader of the Sakhorah Vampdragons, I hope to see you soon!" The Humanoid Dragon said and the mountain Door was open. Vic exited the Cave and he could see Spiro fighting with a beast, it was still a basic tier beast. "Gosh, this boy and his silver sword." Vic laughed to himself before remembering something, "Heck, my eyes." Vic had forgotten that his Vampdragon Eyes was still activated. He knew if Spiro could see him like this, he will be afraid of him.

Even though it was located in the countryside, the neighborhood was still considered an upper class neighborhood with high security system and access to beautiful view. The man might not remember it as an adult, but as a child he used to have a neighbor couple who had a young daughter who was one year younger than he was. She had the most stunning pale blue eyes and classic golden blonde hair which made her perfect as a cast of They used to play together for years until he was sixteen and she was fifteen. While Vincent was busy learning about business and caring for his education, the young girl would often sneak into his house and climbed through his window, since his room was on the first

He looked back at Nate, drawing his attention back to him "Listen to me" he whispered so no one could hear him, because the whole hall was pin drop silent, Nate's brown eyes looked at him, with rapt and full attention, he noticed the small touch of white Spectre on top of Nate's brown pupils or was it just the light illuminating the young man's eyes, he didn't know but the lights made Nate's eyes to become brighter and the brown lighter, making Nate to have that innocent bunny eyes, and at the same time dog puppy eyes. Spade swallowed getting lost in those eyes, he could feel his fingers twitch and blood rushed down to his groin, as he grounded his teeth together, wrong timing to be thinking

Her eyes strat to flutter closed, but I'm desperate for that connection. "Eyes on me, Little One," I break the silence, and her eye fly back to mine. Our eyes lock, as I slowly thrust in and out of her. I can feel every inch of her, as we move in silence. I cup her face and brush the hair from her forehead, as her breathing picks up. Since I know every inch of her body, tht hitch of her breath just now, means I brushed her g-spot. And I know the way she's fighting not to let her eyes roll to the back of her head, she's holding off her orgasm.

Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency. “Approximately, two weeks or 17 days, not more,” Aryan said as he looked at the broken shades of glass. “Traces of any weapon?” She asked recording all the information. “Looks like a gun is missing but I can’t figure out what they have been stabbed with, brutal murder I must say,” Aryan commented as Sid looked around. With his lances. True that there were not many fingers and the ones he found belong to the dead ones. “Sid, examine this one,” Aryan said pointing at the glass that had some blood on it and a very faint fingerprint.

It was not until the day when I recalled how Snowie could hear my thoughts that I realized something was not right. She thought that I had deliberately written Man as Nan, yet she did not know that at that time, my right eye had been blocked by my hair. I miswrote. The paper still had traces of my correction. I suspected something was wrong with my right eye, so I secretly took it off, put it in my bag, and went to have it checked immediately after asking for leave from my teacher. Sure enough, upon opening it, I found a state-of-the-art surveillance device inside, placed there no more than two weeks ago.

Sphinx looked at Phoenix before walking towards me. "I'll give it to you after the meeting. If you don't have any questions we will proceed with the planning." Sphinx answered and tapped my back. I didn't replied to him but closed the folder. I didn't know about Cindy's life before. I didn't know she experienced this nightmare in a very young age. Damn. She looked terrified in her photos. "Are you okay?" Mamba whispered. I gulped and hold back my tears. "This mission is personal to me." I said and looked at the white board again.

She sighs turning around back to the screen walking away a little but stops turning to look at me. "I can only answer two of those questions but first, I'm going to have to explain something to you." She sighs slowly walking back over to me, I just stand still staring at her getting rather worried. "I haven't been truthful to you about my line of work, I'm not a lawyer that helps rich people get away with things they shouldn't, I'm a spy." She bluntly says looking at me, I stare at her confused not believing her.