Totally Spies Space Novels & Stories

Sitting on top were little plastic bags girls often used to keep their accessories, and under the faint neon glow from the window, I could clearly see them moving—twitching, even—like something inside was squirming. But… the windows were shut tight. There wasn't a trace of wind in the room! I leaned in for a closer look. In each bag was a plant—each about the length of a finger and shaped like a little twig. The bags were sealed, but the plants inside were moving, pressing toward each other like they were alive, gently wriggling against the plastic. What the hell were these things? I scratched my head, a little amused. I guessed that weird sound came from these things after all.

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.

- "Listen, at night, most of the people who work in the organization either sleep in the room or go home and take their second identity, that's about an hour or two and then they'll go back to the organization to continue their work." Just how much overworked people does the head of the organization want? Though it is not mandated to have a second identity to be a spy, that's necessary if you want to have your spy-life secured. It's a tough job, but just like what Ace did, he used it to his advantage, he built every inch of it with metal that even Blanche didn't notice.

Alexa warned and I scoffed. "Why are you so afraid of him? He's human, isn't he?" I asked. "Seriously girl, you don't know him, two years earlier. There was a spy in the institur. It didn't even take two weeks before Alex found the spy.." Alexa said. "So what happened to the spy?" I asked Curiously. "He was killed by Alex. He was shot on the head.." Alexa explains and Fear gripped me instantly. " "He was killed by Alex. He was shot on the head.." Alexa explains and Fear gripped me instantly.

The Resolution of the Celestial-Inquiry A "Blinding-Indigo-Amber-Flare" erupted from the Avery-Arbor, traveling up through the "Spires of New York" and striking the "Orbital-Stations" with the force of a "Sovereign-Execution." The "Repo-Signal" didn't just stop; it "Inverted." The "Consortium-Prime" found themselves "Audited" by the very "Species" they tried to "Claim."

Valerian asked. "I can't reveal my methods but I know for a fact that Theodrin is a spy, and so is Marita, your Head of girls and Dyelin, your Mistress of Spy. And so is IIeyan and Suain." She said and Valerian turned to look at me. My weakness for beautiful females was becoming my undoing. How is it that half my girls were spies? "Don't look so surprised, after you defeated the Zuzkies, we vowed to reinvent ourselves and attain world dominance. We have the best network of eyes and ears in the whole universe." "It doesn't tell us how you know." I interjected, I didn't like when she bragged.

' He utters, tightening his grip as they rush out the airport. Outside a black spacecraft hovers over the ground, creating swirls of dust underneath. Tammy gauges her eyes in surprise, unable to believe it. They run towards a large door, the only part of the spaceship touching the ground. At the top, the lower deck reveals itself behind a curtain of bright lights and familiar faces. She instantly recognizes Elias, who is waiting for them at the entrance. Near him, the other two girls from the Institute are busily typing coordinates on their screens.

Ellen's Point of View Hello, my name is Ellen Burge, and I'm 35 years old. I'm a spy known as Chizuki, which means "bloody moon" in Japanese. I became a spy as a result of an accident that drove me to seek vengeance for the deaths of my loved ones. Third Person Point of View The Burge Family is well-known for their wealth, and many individuals have attempted to rob them, but no one has succeeded until one day when they are unaware that their home is being attacked by an anonymous assassin. Ellen's mother, fortunately, had hidden her beneath the carpet in a little library.

The others followed suit, their masked faces betraying no emotion, their commitment unwavering. Levi, his senses heightened, caught the faint scents of the spy, signaling Fester discreetly. The plan was unfolding just as they had intended. ******** "Look," one of the spies whispered to his partner, his eyes fixed on Fester and the rest of the team as they emerged from the building. The four figures stood there, their faces concealed behind masks, ready for action. The spies observed intently as the team approached a line of motorcycles parked nearby. Fester and the others wasted no time, swiftly straddling the bikes, their masked identities adding an air of mystery and determination.

The address indicated the spies' presence in a secluded area, shrouded in the mysteries of the night. Upon reaching their destination, the pack moved with calculated precision. Luna's instincts guided her, sensing the subtle energies that hinted at the hidden figures. Surprising the spies, the soldiers swiftly apprehended them, preventing any chance of escape. Luna, with an authoritative presence, oversaw the operation, ensuring the safety and efficiency of the mission.