Thriller Trainee Novels & Stories

I had always been obedient. Whatever people told me to do, I did without question. When my wealthy biological parents finally brought me home, my adopted sister leaned close and whispered arrogantly, "I'm the one and only Saunders daughter. If you know what's good for you, leave on your own!" I obediently nodded. Then I turned around and ran straight into the traffic on the highway. My parents nearly lost their minds. They scrambled out of the car and dragged me back, their faces already pale with terror. My brother glared at me and warned in a low voice, "If you keep acting like this, I'll send you back to that hellhole." That night, I obediently locked myself inside a dog crate. When he fo

Disquieted that he may already know the answer, Allen was not astonished when she soberly identified ‘Morose Akena’ as the trainee in question Placing the palm of his hand over his forehead, Allen pressed his middle finger and thumb to opposite temples. Troubled by the knowledge of Chiri Krane’s interference, he assumed the situation must have indeed been dire for her to involve herself in the affairs of another trainee. Bothered by the sudden unfolding of these events, Allen was unsurprised that it involved Morose. Considering the soft spot the Witch held for her struggling trainee, he did not think it uncharacteristic of Chiri to come to her defense as soon as a threat presented itself.

I asked. “Trust me Loren. I'll be going tomorrow.” “Get me connected to see how it's going,” I said. She nodded. “Okay.” And I knew, whatever happened next, Antonioni would never see it coming. It was about to get all swiftly bloody for him. We stepped out into the corridor that led to the training auditorium. The sound of discipline is already in the air. Blunt barks from Felix. Catto’s sharp corrections sliced through the noise. Scales was somewhere behind the stack of iron bars, walking a new recruit through grip and release drills.

"So you're Wendy's boyfriend? The one with a tiny wiener?" He brushed some wet hair off her collar like he'd done it a million times before. "What are you doing here? My personal training sessions are expensive, you know. You think a leech like you can afford it?" "Personal training? What kind of personal training involves getting your lower bodies tangled up together?" I whipped out my phone and shoved the Live Photo in their faces. Wendy went white as a sheet. Not because she felt guilty, but because she was enraged that she got caught.

Booker I LOCKED THE door behind me and nodded to one of my youngest recruits, Train, who was on Danielle watch. Train was nineteen, six-foot-five, and quite possibly the size of a small house. Hence his name. If he hit you, it would be akin to being hit by a freight train. I trusted him with Danielle because Train wouldn’t let anyone past him, and he was wholly loyal to me. I headed back downstairs, and Johnny met me at the door to the basement. Blush’s basement was sometimes referred to as the “Woodshed,” as it was here that lessons that could only be learned with a switch were dispensed.

Bri allowed a smirk to escape from her lips as Yaku proudly declared her intention. “Congratulations, Yaku. You are now hereby an Assassin Trainee. Obviously, since you’re a trainee, you’ll need a trainer. I think I know just the person to train you.” Bri directed her attention to Kira, who was watching the light ceremony from the corner of the room. As she met Bri’s gaze, a look of confusion appeared on Kira’s face. “Who, me? Since when do I train people?” “You won’t be going on a mission for a while, so I figured you have the time to train your sister. After all, you’re one of Kita’s best, so you may have the ability to train someone who may potentially be the next star of the organization

Myra's tactics were still as old and pathetic as ever. Every company had its underground gossip circles, especially a corporation this massive. Ours even had its own anonymous gossip forum. And currently, the top trending post read, [Legal Department's Claire Knowingly Got Involved With a Taken Man!] The comments underneath had already passed 200. I stormed straight toward Myra and snatched her phone out of her hands, then immediately started recording the unfinished post she was still editing. Myra lunged to grab it back, but Tracy quickly restrained her from behind.

“That brings us to the end of today!” Lacey breathed out heavily, joining the other trainee actors in a round of cheers for the instructor who just made the announcement. Three weeks had gone by so quickly at JT Entertainment, and Lacey was enjoying nearly every aspect of it. The classes were more technical than those she took back in college, but the challenge made it all the more fun. Those were the good parts, meaning there were also the not-so-good parts. It was a tiny issue. One of the other trainee actors had found out that Lacey used to be married to Thomas Wright, and that person thought it necessary to share it to the whole class.

“No names yet. Not until I’m sure.” “You came all the way here just to tell me that?” He leaned forward slightly, eyes burning with something she hadn’t seen before fear, but not for himself. “For weeks you’ve been wondering why half the trainees treat you like a threat, the other half like a prize. You think it’s because you’re a duchess? Or Trace’s daughter? Or because Cain would flay anyone who breathes wrong in your direction?” Avi stiffened. “That’s not…”

Mr Black replies. Training? What fucking training are they talking about? My confusion must have been written on my face because Mr Blacks son answered me. And I must say I wish he didn't because his words had my blood ran cold and my face paled. "We run some drug businesses .There are guys that are hanging out at a strip club that owes us money. So we need a new girl to work in the strip club to lure them out so I can get my hands on them and demand my money back or they are dead. Your training is how to dance in the strip club and become a secret spy for us. You will also train on how to protect yourself through fighting and shooting a gun. Any more questions little girl?" Mr Blacks son sa