Undercover Novel Novels & Stories

He leans back in his chair, rubbing his jaw. I close the folder and push it towards him. "I don't know what you want from me. My hands are tied and if they find out that my cover is blown it's only a matter of time before they get rid of me." I pick up my spoon and start eating the seafood chowder I ordered. I mean, there's no point dwelling on what can no longer be prevented so I might as well enjoy the overpriced meal while I still have the luxury of breathing.

I don't usually put content alerts but I thought it would be a good idea to include one here. This chapter may contain triggering content! There is abuse and hintings of rape. Please read at your own discretion. • • • The air was wonderful against my face. We were seated on the roof of an abandoned building with the magnificent skyline before us. Tonight had been a bust. Sure I'd been able to make enough to pay off the rent but I could still feel the strong fingers clutching my arm like a vice.

She will never forget this, this is one of the men who intercepted her three months ago, one of the ones who traumatized her. "Looks familiar?" the man said in a deep voice. "Look at him carefully, does he look familiar?" Aminah nodded absentmindedly, still looking at the fainting man. Is he going to die? Are we going to die? Why do I have to die with this man? “Then why don't you report it to the police, do you intend to cover up the crime of the criminals? That's against the law and you might go to jail" Aminah looked up in surprise, the man took off his hood and facemask, she then try to cover her eyes so she wouldn't see his face in case he used his face as a reason for killing her. But

Eventually he said, “I looked you guys up online. I couldn’t find anything. I mean, sure, there are a million sites that talk about Vampires being real, but nothing on LIGHTS or anything like that. The address for your compound is listed as some private government agency.” “It is,” Aaron replied. “There wouldn’t be any information because everything is extremely secretive. We control what happens on social media, and we control the people who have the information. There are consequences for people who break the Clandestine Code.” “You sound like the mob,” Brandon muttered, taking another drink. “We’re a lot bigger and a lot more powerful than the mob,” Cadence assured him. “But we really are

MATTEO POV The tinted glass of the rear window rolled down exactly three inches. I stood under the shadow of the concrete portico, my hands buried in my pockets as the black SUV idled near the main steps. Julian was a few paces behind me, his hand resting casually but firmly on the butt of his hidden firearm. After the breakfast conversation about pancakes and the brief, strange moment of quiet on the lawn, the weight of the city came rushing right back the second that vehicle cleared the iron gates.

If you like your dark romance pitch black, you’re in the right place. Don’t worry though... you’ll still get to see some familiar faces. Lila and Ryder will pop up with fun cameos scattered throughout the story! Uploads start tomorrow, so get comfy and buckle up. I can’t wait to see you on the other side… if you survive the ride. ;) Let’s get wicked again, Aria. His Undercover Submissive Book Two (The Sniper's Good Girl) ~Blurb~ “You think you have a choice here, but you don't,” he murmurs, his thumb slowly tracing my lower lip as he backs me against the wall. ​“I fucking own you now. And you own me in return.”

His focus was sharp, eyes scanning the financial reports on his tablet, while beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, a meticulously manicured estate stretched out into the distance. "Boss, are you really going through with this? Staying at the branch office and pretending to be a low-level clerk?" Kevin, his private manager, asked with a skeptical frown. "Of course. Undercover work is exhilarating! Besides, I haven't caught the 'rat' who’s been stealing from that place yet," Dominic replied coldly, his eyes narrowing. "Is this purely the work of corrupt subordinates, or is it a scheme by... him?" "You mean your half-brother, Mr. Axel?"

Just more proof that Noah was a rich kid through and through. I snorted, reaching for the last book on the bottom shelf. It was placed weirdly from sight and it seemed to be wrapped with brown paper. Curiosity got the better of me and I ripped the paper away, wanting to see what book it was. Probably some first-edition Charles Dickens. But when I turned it over to look at the cover, my eyes widened. Two shirtless hunks tangled up together stared back at me from the cover. It could have as well been a cover for gay p**n.

There were lots of men in the room but no one seemed to care about the lady in distress. “The lady clearly stated that she's not interested” I started, “let go of her right now” The man gazed at me, “And who are you to speak on her behalf?” He said with a smirk. The other men at his table let out a loud guffaw I hated the reactions they gave me, and I didn't want to back down so I pressed on. I am an agent mostly on Undercover, but it seems my cover is about to be blown. “If you don't want to spend the remainder of the night in a holding cell, you will let go of her immediately”, I blurted, holding up my badge while my hand was placed on the gun around my waist.

“So... what do you think, Nick?” Before Felix explained point by point, it seemed that the CEO of Alpha Company wanted to see what Nicholas thought of the 'Isabella cover' and 'contract marriage' that he had just learned about. If Nicholas had been a woman in the slums, it would probably have been horrendous news that immediately spread throughout the house. But until they returned to their desks, Nicholas had not said anything. “It's like... watching a television show, only I'm seeing it in the real version. A cover-up? Do you think this makes sense?”