Super Sus Spy Novels & Stories

He asked in a gravelly tone. "Yes sir!" They chorused, going back to work with serious focus and the male supervisor smiled, creepily. He watched as the cleaners brought a stretcher and carried the dead spy away, silently. This wasn't the first time he was killing a spy, they get killed almost everyday and new recruits keep coming. He brought out his phone from his pocket and dialled a number. The person on the other end picked. "We need a new spy to fill up the empty space here." He said, looking at the chair and laptop that the dead spy was once working on.

- "Listen, at night, most of the people who work in the organization either sleep in the room or go home and take their second identity, that's about an hour or two and then they'll go back to the organization to continue their work." Just how much overworked people does the head of the organization want? Though it is not mandated to have a second identity to be a spy, that's necessary if you want to have your spy-life secured. It's a tough job, but just like what Ace did, he used it to his advantage, he built every inch of it with metal that even Blanche didn't notice.

Alexa warned and I scoffed. "Why are you so afraid of him? He's human, isn't he?" I asked. "Seriously girl, you don't know him, two years earlier. There was a spy in the institur. It didn't even take two weeks before Alex found the spy.." Alexa said. "So what happened to the spy?" I asked Curiously. "He was killed by Alex. He was shot on the head.." Alexa explains and Fear gripped me instantly. " "He was killed by Alex. He was shot on the head.." Alexa explains and Fear gripped me instantly.

I asked him, focusing on his voice intensely to catch any inconsistencies if he was lying. “No, Mommy. Mommy, the super spies are AWESOME!” he yelled again. Despite myself, a small laugh escaped me. Judging by his tone, I’d need to invest heavily in ‘super spy’ action figures soon. “Wait, Mommy, the super spy wants to talk to you,” Luca said, and then it wasn’t my baby’s voice on the phone but the man’s before.

Everything was turning to normal when Maya flashed light from her head and we teleported back to the headquarters. "Wh..what was that,"I asked, trying to catch my breath. Sam was just staring at me. "What? Why are you looking at me like that?" "You.." and before he could finish the statement Maya cut him short. "Are fast." ****************** *At the Rebel Headquarters* "Sir, I warned you about that," Maya almost screamed at him. "If I had not got there in time, who knows what would have happened." "What is she talking about," Sam asked.

How was that possible? Wasn't Jasper the one who slept with her six years ago? Her whole world was falling apart at this moment. "Are you afraid to admit it? That land is full of military weapons. Jasper is still refusing to disclose the reason for taking over the land. I have asked many lawyers, and they all said that there is a ninety-five percent possibility that Jasper would be confirmed as a spy. It was you who destroyed him. Stella Grace, you shall die a terrible death." Suzi cursed.

The figure looked up, eyes wide with fear, and tried to flee. "Stop!" Alex shouted, launching himself forward. Allan used his shadow manipulation to block the escape route, ensnaring the spy in tendrils of darkness. Caught, the spy struggled briefly before realizing the futility of resistance. "Don't hurt me!" the spy pleaded, his voice trembling. Kai and Elysia joined Alex and Allan, their expressions grim. "Who are you?" Kai demanded. "And why are you here?" The spy, a young werewolf with fear etched into his features, hesitated before speaking. "I'm... I'm a scout for the rogue werewolves. They sent me to gather information about your plans."

[Hyacinth] “Superheroes,” Slate looks skeptical. “Like Superman?” As we made our way along the highway headed south, we decided to take Bash with us on our little adventure down the coast. It was easier than taking him back to River City and then heading out alone again.

Sure enough, they find her in her regular clothes, but she kept her back to the cameras. "We just can't catch a break." Dax insisted and slammed his fist on the table. "Stop, back it up. Watch when she passes that glass. Zoom in. I think we can make out her reflection in the glass." Brady explained. Sure enough, they slow it down and zoom in. Dax's face lost its color. "Dang kid, what career are you going into?" Jared the Enforcer asked. "CIA, already applied to the program." Brady replied. Jared claps him on his shoulder and laughs. "Hoorah!"

Scorpion glanced at him briefly, then returned his eyes to the road. At a red light, Spider reached into his pocket and pulled out the dead man’s wallet. He flipped it open methodically. An ID card slid halfway out. He frowned and pulled it fully free, studying it under the dim dashboard light. “Ex-military,” he muttered. Scorpion turned his head slightly. “You sure?” Spider nodded. “Special forces. Discharged two years ago. Clean record on paper.” Sarah stiffened in the back seat. Her fingers tightened around the edge of her seat as the implications sank in.