Thriller Trainee Novels & Stories

Mr Streeter walks up to the front of the stage and calls for the first trainee. “Trainee Will Adams, please come forward.” A guy sat in front of us stands up and walks over to Mr Streeter. Mr Streeter takes Wills right hand, placing a blade to his palm and recites, “Do you William Adams, accept your transition from trainee to hunter, promise to protect the innocent at all cost, and pledge to do what you must to rid this world of the creature who inhabit it.” “I do" came Wills reply. With this Mr Streeter pulls the blade across Wills palm which swells up with his blood. He raises it over a golden bowl and allows several drops to fall into the bowl with a hiss.

In fact, he looks entirely relaxed, leaning back in his leather chair as he watches me enter. “Agent Mitchell,” Thorne says smoothly, gesturing to the chair across from him. “I imagined I’d be seeing you shortly. Have a seat.” I walk straight up to the desk, planting my palms flat on the wood and leaning forward. “I need a new trainer. Immediately. I cannot work with Kane. It is a massive conflict of interest, and it compromises the security of this entire operation.”

running, Lance was infuriated. The tavern was not as small they it looked. It had secret rooms where the traffickers did all their dubious activities. Lance snorted. He was not going to catch up with Calvary and his men so he resorted to jumping off the flights of stairs. He caught up with three men. He slammed one to the wall as he leapt on their flight of stairs and sent him falling off the stairs. He lay still and lifeless soon after that. The other two charged at him. Lance dodged a punch that was aiming right at his face and grabbed the man's fist and twisted his wrist. There was a thunderous shriek from him as his wrist broke. He tottered back in anguish while his colleague came aft

Tim grabbed Thwar and threw him forward, breaking three adjacent trees. *swish!!* At the same time, the 30-year-old-looking trainee not far away trembled in fear. ...I never imagined that when these All Stars Project's elites are out of the training camp restraints, they will be such beasts. Being this far away, I could still hear the sound of their bodies colliding. Despite that, I can't just be satisfied with the participation prize when I'm here on the stage. I too have wishes I would never give up. Cheer me on, Charlotte...

“RED! RED! RED! The nerve of this bitch to give the boss a nickname.” She turned sharply, storming off. Her minions hurried after her, their synchronized movements almost comical. A moment later, the bell for training echoed through the cafeteria. So much for breakfast. After that confrontation, I noticed something strange. A few trainees—mostly from Tier One—actually started talking to me. Marvel, of course, wouldn’t let me hear the end of it. “You really stepped on Trix’s toes,” she said, practically giddy. “That was a bold move.”

On the first day of our trip, we arranged to meet at the train station. The four of us booked an entire private sleeper cabin. Faye and I took the lower bunks, while the two men took the top. Stevie arrived early, while I had rushed straight from the office and made my way through the heavy traffic, barely catching the train in time. I didn't have the time to change, so I had to jog through the station in my work clothes. The pencil skirt was daringly short and barely skimmed the tops of my thighs. Beneath it, sheer black fishnet stockings on my legs, paired with red, striking four-inch heels, added to my untouchable, dangerous allure.

My arms gave out, but Kai kept fucking me through it, holding me up as I shook uncontrollably. “Take my cum,” he snarled, slamming deep one final time. He came hard, flooding my pussy with thick, hot ropes of cum until it overflowed and ran down my thighs. I was still panting, trembling, cum dripping from my ruined pussy when Kai reached over and turned the camera back on. He looked straight into the lens, his cock still buried inside me, and smirked. “We’re making a private series,” he said, voice low and full of filthy promise. “Subscribers will pay thousands to watch me train you… every hole.”

He looked around as the trainee's started coming into the building, "come on let's get back at it and calm down, it will work, trust me." I was standing with the other trainers as Alpha Carl spoke with Gamma Willow, I watched the door with anticipation, and soon my heart flips in my chest as I watch my little goddess bop into the room. She put her hair into a braid while soft strands of curls hung around her face, her skin has a sheen on it of sweat from running to the training building. I smile as she walks over to the female trainees, who just seconds ago where eye fucking me. I chuckle as I watch all the girls hands go up in surrender and take a step away from Veronica, her eyes going