Undercover Novels & Stories

Camilla smiled. Of course she was as shocked as her sister to have found there in such circumstances. But the difference was clear, the real Cameron had nothing to hide, and it’d a pleasure to talk to her and the world she left there three years ago, but she also knew it wasn’t the best moment. Putting on her sunglasses to not reveal her identity yet, she smiled and stood up. Slowly, turned around. She was another woman. There was no way Diego could recognize her.

The candle is lit, the cutlery is well prepared, and the delicious food will soon be presented in front of him from the automatic elevator. In his mind, an image appeared when the little policewoman could not hide her love, looking at him with love... ----- The elevator doors opened on the forty-eighth floor. Jenny wears a rather light business suit. She enthusiastically got out of the elevator. After reluctantly accepting this huge task, she was also mentally prepared to confront Daniel at any time. First, an undercover agent is a glory, after success, it is easy to have the opportunity to advance in the career. For a police officer like her, this is also a g

"Peralta and I will brief them in detail, although the incident didn't last that long. But if we caught someone's interest already and they did something this bold, no telling what will happen next." "True. I've got to find a way to get in touch with the fake Ferrens and put them on alert without warning anyone they're with what I'm doing. " "Well. Good luck with that." Si snorted. "Thanks." After he disconnected the call, he sat there for a moment, thinking. He had to warn Max and Regan that their cover might be blown without tipping off the people they were with. Then he had to figure out how to get support into the area so they had backup, without anyone knowing about it. And then he had

He gave me nipple stickers in the shape of an X to cover the areola on each one. The covering is floor-length like an evening gown, and the sleeves are long, but it covers not a speck of skin beneath it. A shiver runs through me at the thought of others seeing me like this, but Merrick swears I will be overdressed compared to the other submissives.

she says and I let her hand go before I enter the dressing room. I pull off my shirt and pick a dress to wear when madam Lucy enters the room in a rush. Her eyes look frantic as she pulls something from her pocket and presses it in my hand. “Alpha Luggard said to give it to you. Hide it well and don’t let them see” she says and I enter my shock mode. Madam Lucy is also a spy? What the hell!!

Cole POV Raine’s nails dug into my arm like she was trying to anchor us both against the storm Dahlia had just unleashed. The garage air felt thicker, charged with the echo of that venomous voice still ringing in our ears. My blood was ice, but my body was already moving on instinct. I grabbed the radio and smashing it silent against the workbench before another word could even slither through. “Our cover is blown,” I said, my voice low and rough. “Grab what you can. We roll in five.”

I saw the people who had built me and the people who wanted to own me. ​Then I looked at Liam. He was standing just off-stage, his hands clasped behind his back, watching me with that same, frozen expression. ​I leaned into the microphone. My voice felt like it belonged to someone else—someone stronger. ​"My name is Isabella Vane," I said. ​I paused. I felt the phantom weight of the watch on my wrist. I thought of the "identity truth" and the man who had supposedly betrayed me. ​"And for the last month, I have been part of an undercover investigation into the criminal practices of Vane Holdings and the Sterling Trust."

she protested angrily, her gaze becoming colder by the minute. “What are you guys hiding from me?” She asked, her sharp gaze on Mikolos. “I know only what you know, Sophia. Do not be manipulated, and do not lose track of what you came here for. Whatever Elena told you, I want you to disregard it. Don't forget, she has been in the mafia for years; she is a professional at manipulation," Mikolos stated gently. “I know this seems like a suicide mission, but the force would not have sent you here if there was no room for survival; you just have to be very smart. Look at me; I have been undercover for four months now, and I am alive," he continued.

The person who coordinated her operations and made sure she stayed safe while maintaining her cover. And Bianca? Bianca was completely innocent. A civilian who had gotten caught up in Anna's undercover life through her father's gambling debt. A debt that was real, owed to real criminals, but that Anna had taken over as part of her cover operation. Anna had never intended to develop genuine feelings for Bianca. That was a complication. A dangerous deviation from the mission. But it had happened anyway. And now those feelings were threatening to destroy three years of careful work. "If we go official, if we reveal who we really are, the entire operation collapse

Amelia's voice was calm but her words were shocking. "Impossible. I trained them myself." Fremont frowned: "They should still be extracting information. They'll be back soon." "Mr. Wilmer!" An undercover officer, covered in blood, appeared at the door. Fremont saw him and quickly got up: "What happened? How did you get so badly hurt?" The undercover officer panted: "Frasier and Leroy saw through our identities. The others have already..." "Impossible!" Fremont was incredulous: "How could they have seen through you? Tell me everything that happened."