Unmasked Spy Novels & Stories

Anthony instructed the spies to take a seat, he also sat down and he watched as the both of them interact. "I have been fine and fine, I changed my identity because I know some people will recognise me here, so I decided to go on a mask,it wasn't easy but it truly worth it because I found my best part, Anthony. He made sure I was fine and okay, and he also send the spies to get the documents while he delayed Mike." She stated and tried to explain briefly.

"What? So the targeted strike wasn't just an isolated incident? Spencer wasn't lying about a masked operative?" Eva nods grimly, her sharp eyes scanning the surrounding courtyard for any signs of surveillance. "His official report still has massive holes in it, but there is definitely an unsanctioned corporate mercenary operating inside the Sterling Corporate District." Before Maribel can ask another question, Eva's encrypted satellite phone buzzes violently in her hand. Eva glances down at the illuminated caller ID, and all the color drains from her face in a fraction of a second. She taps the screen, holding the device to her ear.

They gave her a fake name for peace. He gave her a nickname for war. Journee Sinclair was sent to Crestview University to prove her father's pack could coexist with the enemy. Instead, she walked in on the one secret that changes everything — and looked straight into the eyes of Kingston Reyes, the Alpha heir who has spent two years pretending she doesn't exist. He calls her his "little spy." She calls him a liar. Neither one is wrong. "Why do you even care?" she whispered. "Because I can't stop," he said. But Kingston has been hiding more than his obsession. His father is watching. His pack is bleeding secrets. And the bond neither of them chose could get her killed the moment anyone f

Unbeknownst to her, the true purpose of their actions was far more intricate. As the minutes ticked by, the spy exchanged meaningful glances with her fellow team members. With a subtle nod, they communicated that it was time to execute their plan. Working in unison, they moved swiftly and silently, their motions deliberate and purposeful. Approaching Mara once again, the secret spy extended a hand. "Mara, dear, we're ready to make you even more beautiful for your special day. Please, come with us." Mara, fully immersed in the ambiance of the moment, placed her hand in the spy's and allowed herself to be led away. Little did she know that her journey was about to take an unexpected turn, lead

“He belongs to that kind group of people. Friendly. Shows smiles often. Able to go unnoticed easily. I’m not sure how long he worked with us, but we always worked together closely. We sent messages using notes. He watched what happened in the school and he told me afterward.” I repeated sharply, this time saying, “Name.” He flinched. “Lance. That’s the name he uses throughout. I don't know if it's his name. We all need to keep our secrets. Even when meeting, we were masks to hide our identity. Trust no one.” I didn’t know the person at all. That really troubled me more. If I couldn’t tell he was a spy, it meant he was excellent. I said, “When was it that you were assigned the hell of this pr

' Then, he wondered if Nightingale and the others had finished their mission. … After Black Sun's members learned Ivana's address, they swiftly made a beeline for No. 1, Nine Courts. However, they didn't move in just yet. Instead, they staked the place out. "Hey, something's off about that mansion." A man wearing high-tech goggles looked solemn. His goggles were analyzing everything about the mansion, but everything he tried ended up with nothing. His codename was Specter, and he specialized in speed and assassinations. A man in a black suit and white shirt laughed. "You need to check your goggles! That mansion must have an anti-surveillance system installed."

Tony didn’t answer, rather, he asked Orion if he was done with the coordinates. “Not yet, just one le– Oh! It’s done!” The Unnamed stared right at Quinn, the burning eyes staring daggers at him. “Ah, unwelcome guests. The Unnamed will deal with this himself.” Tony yelled at Orion to teleport, as the Unnamed reached into the subspace and made for Quinn. He couldn’t move as the mask drew closer to him.

“Cash. Unmarked. Delivered through hands.” Adam’s jaw tightened. “Through whose hands?” The male’s voice was a whisper. “A woman. Hospital staff. The one you grabbed.” Matthew’s gaze sharpened. “The spy.” The female rogue’s smile faded. “She said if we got caught, she’d take care of it.” Adam’s eyes narrowed. “Take care of what?” The female didn’t answer. Because she didn’t have to. They found the spy in a holding room off the infirmary, hands zip-tied, mouth gagged, eyes wide with fear. A nurse. Real. Licensed. Dark Mountain’s eyes behind a human badge.

The panel sprang open. It was empty; Sabe had cleaned it out after finding the tracker. The officer's face went slack with surprise for a fraction of a second before the mask of professional neutrality slammed back down. But it was enough. The trap had been sprung, and it had snapped on empty air. "An interesting modification," the officer said, his eyes rising to Anton's. "For a man with nothing to hide." “For a man who values his privacy in a world of industrial espionage,” Anton shot back, his voice cold. “As I am sure you understand.

" Gray teased as they both stood from the muddy floor they were on and re-ented the building they fell out from. *How do people enjoy doing stuffs like this?* Gray wondered because he couldn't get himself to feel anything towards anyone. "Fuck you." Kelvin said, "did you get enough pictures though?" He asked as the settled their cameras on the table. "You know I'll do that with pleasure,"Gray said before placing his camera on the table. It was an Olympus tough Tg C waterproof camera, one they had gotten the previous day for the mission they were just handed out. Other sets of spies had been on the mission to find the missing daughter of the hidden dynasty but most of them either dropped the