Super Sus Spy Novels & Stories

“You own buildings everywhere. Offices, towers, warehouses. A man with your resources could easily set up surveillance all across the city.” Damien leaned back in amusement. “That’s quite a project.” The captain pointed a finger toward him. “And then,” he said proudly, “you’ve got some brilliant tech guy sitting in one of your building basements watching all the screens.” Damien could not help laughing. “A basement?” “Of course,” Morgan insisted. “That’s where all the secret operations happen.” He leaned even closer. “The guy watches the cameras and whenever he sees a crime happening, he calls you. Something like, ‘Mr. Hayes, robbery in progress near the docks.’”

the Queen whispered unconsciously. The Supreme suddenly opened his eyes and turned to his wife, whose eyes were now brimming with tears. His knees shook, and his chest pounded like a drum. “My love, what—” He couldn’t finish his words as Zenya turned to him, weeping. “They’re here,” she said between sobs. The Supreme felt his face drain of color as his entire body went cold. “Asmal! Zumir!” the Supreme shouted in a choked voice, his heart filled with fear for his sons.

The other leaders followed and every other Supernatural shot with all their powers into it to destroy it. Tresicta watched with wide eyes as they did that, and Sapphire had her where she wanted her. She punched her in the face, a kick to the back of the head, her neck, her ribs, the back of her neck and then giving her a bear hug and that made her scream. She couldn’t even hold it in.

In order to stop Dad from speaking further, Mom promptly slapped him on the back of the head. Her tender ministrations immediately knocked him out cold. The air had turned eerily quiet as I looked at Ashton nervously. He shook his head, signaling that everything was fine. Meanwhile, Mr. Harris was thrilled by the discovery as he immediately rose to his feet and grabbed Mom's hand. "Currently, Derick is the only one immune to the virus. So, that makes him a great asset for research."

I watched as they continued to converse with each other and I could smell fear emitting from her. “Yes boss, he is being locked up.” “Good, very good, hey bitch, your man is really desperate to find you and to start tracking me, he will regret it.” “I will get out of here, you think catching the spy will make you cover this secret, I have the Super T and I believe you don’t know the meaning of that, they will track me and rescue me, It’s just a matter of time bitch.” I had hoped my kids would take a deadly risk to track me and get me out of here,l believe in them and I just need to play my part by grabbing one of their phones, I will keep waiting for the right time.

Whatever they were doing here, they made a fucking huge mistake, because he'd make sure they didn't leave. His mind going back to what Su had said he did to Nate He clenched his jaw and looked Matteo, who spoke to him with his eyes, both of them coming to an understanding. His eyes moved back to Su "Can you show us where you saw him"? Spade asked and she nodded, before he nodded and they all went out through the door, with Matteo behind with Spade and Bernie with Su

"A close friend of Silver's." "Oh. Wow." I scoffed. "Did you happen to see her while we were coming here?" "Not at all." He nodded, now putting a hand on his waist-the hand that apparently still held my bra. I couldn't even take him seriously at this point. "So now she's sending people to secretly watch you?" I laughed. "Great. Just great." "She definitely knows something is going on. She's suspicious." He turned to me, his expression slowly turning serious. "We need to be more careful." "Careful." I repeated, crossing my arms. "Like hiding in cabinets kinda careful?"

He gulped hard. Vincent stared at the ooze that just left his pants. The wet patch on the spy’s pants made him roll his eye with utmost annoyance. “2 minutes.” “Don’t kill me!’’ The spy kept on begging, “I have a son and he— They were interrupted by a phone call which he took. A few murmurs, concurs, and he hung up, “Your son is 7. Blond. Blue eyes and a very geeky smile.” The spy’s eyes widened, then glistened from the tears that glossed them, “Mr Mo—

The AI reported. “Another break in,” mused the Captain, “I think I’m gonna need-” She was cut short by a gust of wind that beat across her face followed by the sounds of crackling electricity just as Natasha suddenly appeared in front of her, already decked in her jade super suit. “What’s up?” the Viper started, “Oh, hi, Susan!” “It’s Avion-20 !” Katie responded, “a possible intrusion.” “On it!” with that, the Viper stormed off in flashes of green and blue.

But seeing no response from either family, they dismissed the entire situation. Back at the race club, Braden had packed everything and slipped out through the back exit. He was just about to relax and reach for his phone to call his contact. That was when a figure dropped down from above, blocking his path. It was a young woman with short, blue hair who was adjusting her Bluetooth earpiece. "Boss, I caught the man you wanted. The system confirmed it. He's definitely a spy." The color drained from Braden's face. His phone clattered to the ground. He didn't recognize her, but he knew only one group could identify him as a spy—the Special Missions Unit. There was no escape now.