The Night Agent Novels & Stories

He was an important man, but he was afraid to end his life as a rich body in a rotten soul. - "Sleep well. Talk to you tomorrow" Drake whispered. 🇧🇷 Agent Inc was a prestigious agency in Nevada. Models with bodies of rigorous standards paraded for several renowned brands, which cost them their lives. You had to give your all for that job, give up several choices and submit to others. Michelle Brian, the company's CEO, did not settle for less than the best in her employees.

There was no one inside except Angie and me, and when Angie stepped out of the cubicle, she had a shocked expression on her face as she spotted me standing there waiting for her. "Angielyn Reynoso, please!" You listen here; I'm sorry if I ruined your chances of getting a green card, but it wasn't my intention to hurt you; I did it to get even with you, and if you need help finding that foreign guy and explaining what happened, let me know..." I began to speak, but before I could continue, she abruptly interrupted, and her words stunned me to my core. "I saw you and Xavier in the same bed this morning," she murmured quietly but loudly enough for me to hear.

The woman who almost drove him crazy when she disappeared. "Give me a copy of that footage. Call our connection at city hall and ask for the CCTV footage. Trace her location. I need to find her before this day ends." His men quickly followed his orders, each making their own calls. They were trained to do such things. Some of them were ex-military, while the others came from a highly-trained private security agency. After leaving instructions with the head of security, he left the security room only to be greeted by Cleo. "Sir, you need to go back to the office—"

he mutters whilst Cooper had already turned and was chasing down another agent, I just shake my head beginning to make my way towards the building. "Here is the woman of the night, welcome Miss Westlake" the agent at the door smiles, I think his name might be Tom or Rick, don't judge me there's a lot of agents at the alliance! "before I forget, a man left this letter for you" he smiles reaching in his pocket and pulling an envelope out, I take it with a smile but was super nervous to read what it said and who it was from. Brandon looks over at me while I step to the side to open it, Toby and Lukas were too busy having a random conversation about turtles to see what I was doing. I pull the pi

the agent smiled at his colleague who who knows how many times yawned beside him. They were indeed summoned to work tonight suddenly without any preparation. It was their job to be ready at any time, but his comrade seemed to be completely unprepared physically to stand guard tonight. His wife had just given birth and, like any new father who had just brought the baby home, he must have been sleep deprived. “You can sleep first, I'll be on guard,” the agent offered pityingly. There is nothing wrong with sending his partner a little sleep anyway, because tonight seems calm and it seems that what George was afraid of will not happen; there won't be intruders, kidnappers or even The Slayer to c

Could it be someone is helping her? Kelly: This is absolutely not fun in any way. Okay, since you want your girl, I have a condition. No police. As you can see, I cannot be traced. If you call the cops, your girl dies. I have nothing to lose, but you do. You have only one option, Archie. I will give you your daughter if only you sleep with me while your wife watches. Please dial this number (996546) as soon as you are prepared to fuck me, Archie. Oh, and Archie, don’t even bother trying to use another number to contact that number because it won’t work. Your cell number is the only one that can call that number. Sex with me while your wife watches and you will get your girl. Your choice, lov

You may think you know where this story goes—not even close. Life is different. Marriage is hard. It’s even worse when you’re strangers. Find out more here Six I had a one-night stand. It wasn’t my first, but it would be my last. A gun to the head. A trained killer. A deadly conspiracy. Kidnapped and on the run, my life and death is in the hands of a sadist captor who happens to be my one-night stand. Armed with countless weapons, money, and new identities, the man I call Six drags me around the world.

"I should cut off your arm." Agent tried to roll away from Bright, to the side of the bed where he kept a dagger. He'd slice off his own arm to get away from the trap gem. He could always take Priest's to replace it. Only, his body wasn't moving. It wasn't responding to his commands. The nightmares were still too fresh and Agent couldn't stop the panic rising in his mind. "Now!" Priest appeared in the doorway flanked by Tallgrass and Ink. Bright was crying, trying to disentangle himself. "You said Agent was a friend. You said I was bringing him a gift that would make him happy."

Gracie says, and we look at each other. I've seen nothing like it. We got back home before mom could realize that we were not home. NIGHT 9:00 PM I'm lying on my bed, thinking about the incident that happened up the street today. I wonder if that old man survived it, I wonder if he's still alive or in a coma.

Noah leaned back into my chest, his fingers digging into my forearm, his head tilting back against my jawline. “We play Game 2 tonight,” Noah murmured, his voice steady despite the tension in the room. “We don’t let him intimidate the roster.” “We play,” I growled softly into his hair, my hand tightening over his hip. “And we tear his empire down on the ice.” The words settled between us like a promise. We both knew the next game would be about more than points. *** A sharp red chime rang from Agent Carter’s tablet. The screen flickered twice, replacing the street map with a flashing red alert box from the Boston Police Department dispatch grid.