Totally Spies Blaine Novels & Stories

Blaine chuckled. " It's not what we're going to do, it's what you're going to do. " " I don't quite follow what your implying " " Tomorrow Kiki, you're gonna play spy. You are the best person when it comes to being sneaky or staying focused. Hell you're the most fearless person I know. " " Thank you for the comments, flattering really... yet I'm still confused as to what you want me to do exactly. " Blaine chuckled again and turned to his laptop.

That's when I saw him – Xerxes. His intense gaze bore into me, making me feel exposed and vulnerable. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as he questioned me about my relationship with Zero. Xerxes wondered if I knew that Zero was actually a spy, working for Zayn. I tried to stay calm, but the intensity of his stare was overwhelming. "Did you know about Zero being a spy for Zayn?" Xerxes demanded, his voice low and threatening. I swallowed hard, trying to find the right words to say. But as I opened my mouth to speak, nothing came out. I felt frozen and unable to think or react.

Giani and Aubrey took a seat against the wall on a plush sofa but didn’t say anything more. Leon slid a picture across his desk directly in front of Bruce and me. We both leaned in to get a better view, our heads nearly touching in our concentration. A man walking through the airport, with a large roller suitcase and large dark sunglasses, took up the entire picture. I’d only seen Blaine once in person and then again on the news, but I knew instantly that the man in the picture was Blaine Blake. “When was this picture taken?” I asked, my heart beating loudly in my chest.

She said and smiled softly. "Okay then." Blaire replied and started the car engine. She sighed secretly. The truth is, she was far from being okay. She’s still thinking about the man in a cap. He was spying on them! She was sure about that! She doesn't know why but she needs to be careful. Especially when she is with Zack. “Claire?” “Huh?” Claire got back into her senses when she heard Blaire called her name. “Are you really okay?” Blaire said. She can hear concern in his voice.

"But I don't want to find him." Blanche sneered at her and face the floor again, wondering who'll knock back on the floorboards she heard Misha grunt. "Why are we doing this? Does she forget that we're spies?" Part of being spies is being witty. At least that's what it should be, but Blanche already got tired of it. She sat on the floor as her pointing finger grazed at the floorboards. She doesn't want to admit it but she's pining for him. And she's doing things she shouldn't do, when does this start? Was it when he couldn't shoot him? Or when she saw him? She doesn't know. She couldn't find the beginning much more the end of her misery.

His blonde hair was a bit ruffled, but not completely rough like a homeless person, his blue eyes looked calm and somewhat peaceful. This made Nate open the door fully as both of them stared at each other. "Can I come in"? He asked gently and Nate's parted lips quickly closed as he realized he was sucking in too much air from there, and his throat could dry up quickly, he swallowed and looked behind the blonde making sure someone wasn't following him, Matteo quickly sensed skepticism to let him in "Spade's not with me, I came alone" he muttered, in a way assuring Nate, as the younger man nodded before stepping aside for Matteo to enter.

"I want Whitney! Give her back to me!" Carl averted his gaze silently. "What have you done to her?" Violet screamed. "Did you kill her? Or are you holding her hostage and forcing her to steal some state secrets for you? Are you using her for something?" "Stealing state secrets?" Carl caught on to that. A trace of panic flashed across Violet's expression. She'd let slip the wrong thing in the heat of the moment. "You, Whitney, Mick, and Marina are the spies in this villa!" Carl said with certainty. "I didn't know that there were two groups of people working against me in here."

It will be nice to have a break from our duties. _______________ The Spy's P.O.V. I watch Logan carry Emily to their bedroom and sneak into his office. I was outside the door when he was on the phone and heard him say they were joining Joel and his mate. Blake isn't going to like that. Killing Joel and the others is bad enough, but if he kills the next king, that won't be as easy to push under the rug. I quickly text him to let him know what's going on as I search Logan's office for anything new.