Thriller Trainee Novels & Stories

“Would I be training with this set of trainees? I stared behind her at the people firing their pullets at the moving targets ahead of them. Some were doing really well, but some missed terribly. I turned back to her and noticed she had her gaze on me. If her eyes were guns, I would be dead. “No. They'll be done in 10 minutes. You'll just be the next.” “Fine then.” With the way she kept staring at me with so much hate and the urge to rip my head off, how was I sure she wasn't the one sending those weird gifts and trying to give me a heart attack? The only thing was that she wasn't that smart to pull off a clean and traceless threat. Plus, I had concluded that the psychopath was a male. “Wait

"Just now, didn't you all want to go? What happened? Are you all afraid of dying now? It's true that the training here is tough, but you have a high chance of surviving. However, accompanying me on this trip is a matter of life and death." The trainees still remained silent; their heads bowed. Hayes scoffed, his gaze deliberately falling on Jensen. He spoke in a low, mysterious tone, "However, they say fortune favors the bold. If you can safely return from this journey with me, you won't have to endure this rigorous training anymore. You can directly join my McCray Corporation and secure a position." Jensen's hand at his side tightened ever so slightly. 'If I could leave this training camp a

But the groping hands of those nasty men became an addition to her nightmares. This incident drove her to secretly learn martial arts and combat skills from the retired soldiers in the disability centers. And using her rich Dad's money, she hired professional trainers to come to centers twice a week and train her. Before her accident, Qing Yue was already a certified black belt martial artist. But no one knew this except for the soldiers in the disability centers. Long Tian stretched his hand and held his wife's bandaged hand. "Yue'er, does this mean you're not enrolled in a university?"

"He could easily do that. That is the reason he has never lost a match. You need to be careful about the training regime you have designed for her. If Nathan is serious about training her, you need to provide support in the physical sector." "So you are asking me to back off." "No. I am asking you to train her mental energy. If she truly wants to train under me, she needs to up her game. I am not going to train newbies like her." "She is a potential SS-Rank hunter or higher. That should be enough certification. "Even if that is the case, I will not agree. She needs to do the impossible to arouse my interest. help her achieve that." Huntress remained silent after hearing it. She was feeling f

The physical tests day finally arrived the next morning at the major training ground. At dawn, the ground is already full to the brim with mobsters, waiting to watch the newbies physical tests. The newbies are already in line—twenty in number. They look tensed. Adeline repeatedly folded her fists and unfolded them. She's beside Malik, and Malik won't stop whispering threats into her ear. "I'll kill you, I promise." "You're dead, trust me." "The moment we both pass, you've officially signed your death warrant."

But my boots cross that threshold without them, and that matters. The training hall sits beneath the main chamber like a hidden root system. It smells of old salt stone, ink, wax, and washed cloth. Clean. Too clean. Like they scrubbed it of humanity on purpose. A group of about twenty trainees stand in lines, men and women, mostly young, faces eager and bright in a way that makes me want to warn them. Not because youth is stupidity. Because their hunger to “help” is exactly what gets weaponized. A woman at the front raises her hands.

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