Modern Spy Novels & Stories

“To get a new hair cut or what?” “Not exactly,” Denver frowned. “But maybe when next I see him, I would tell him that you suggested that. How does it sound to you?” “You wouldn’t dare lie in my name,” Syke frowned. “I still remain Ghost’s top spy. Have any idea what he would do to you if he finds out that you’ve been lying to everyone that you’re his new special adviser and also getting into trouble with his top spy.” “I’m not sure what he would do,” Denver smiled. “But I would sure like to find out.” He turned on his heels and started walking away but Chloe called him back quickly.

he asked suddenly. “A spy? Me?” Amari asked, pointing to herself. “Yes, you. You’re the only one here.” “I’m sorry, but your question was unexpected. No, I’m not a spy. Do I look like a spy?” “The best spies are the ones no one ever suspects. You give off cute and cuddly, but perhaps you’re the opposite.” Amari’s cheeks flushed. Did Alpha Steele really call her cute?

I closed the distance between us and wrapped my arms around him, pressing my face into his shoulder, breathing in the scent I’d been missing. “I was so worried,” I murmured. “I missed you.” He hugged me back, arms tight around me, tighter than usual. I could feel the tension vibrating in his muscles. “Diana, we need to leave.” I drew back slightly, looking up at him. “Who’s the spy?” He didn’t answer right away. “Is it Vega or Tide?” I asked again. Jaylen only shrugged, his face unreadable. “It doesn’t matter right now.” Through the open window, I saw a car parked three houses down. Black. Unfamiliar. Its engine was still running.

That silence alone told Uzair he already had someone in mind. The Don already had someone in mind. Had he not? So did he. “And if the spy turns?” someone asked coldly. “Then we kill them before they get the chance to turn against us,” came the immediate reply. “The best spies are never the obvious ones. They are the ones people choose to underestimate.” Suddenly, everyone was watching everyone because that was indeed true. No one moved. Suddenly, a voice sliced through the silence like a knife. “I have someone who can assist us with that kind of situation—and he has quite a unique record for himself,” Uzair spoke, a quiet confidence in his voice. There was even the slightest hint of pride, a

she responded. “OK, you need to get me what I want quickly before anyone finds out you are a spy,” he said. “I will, sir, I am on it,” Jennifer replied.

"Elias, we have a breach. High-altitude stealth drop. Four specialized SSX 'Spectre' units just landed on the plateau. They’re using active camouflage and localized signal jammers. We’re blind on the surface." The war had arrived at the front door.

“We can not contact you with it so I figured something might have happened. I covered my watch, “no I am fine, I just fell from something and it broke.” I lied. I don’t have to tell him the part where Sigreen broke it. I trust Sigreen, she’s not that insane enough to do these things without a reason. “We’ll just make you a new one. For now we need to focus. Mr. Martins sent me to get you. A spy infiltrated. We don’t know what organization he belongs to. All he’s saying is K-9.” He said. “I figured this might help you in locating K-9. “The spy demanded to see you.” I furrowed my eyebrows. No one knows me other than the agency.

He sat down beside me, exhaling. "Fine. Just don’t pepper spray yourself in the eyes again or try to attack me." A small smirk tugged at his lips as he took the bottle and drank from it. "Tell me everything," I demanded. "I have spies," he admitted. "Okay...?" I raised an eyebrow, waiting g for him to tell me more. He sighed. "Some of my spies monitor the lower ranks. They gather intel on all groups in the area, so I’m always one step ahead... Like today." His gaze found mine, more serious now.

The door by the side of the office opened, and a guy walked out wearing a sleek black suit. My heart stopped. Completely. My eyes widened. “Lex?” I whispered. Barely. Alex. My teammate. Wait. Alexander? The same Alexander that played hockey with me? The same— My brain wasn’t having it. It felt like a dream. “Surprise, Sky,” Alex said. He wasn’t smiling. Not the shy-looking Alex anymore. He looked cold. Professional. What the fuck. How could I not—how? “He’s not just a hockey player, Skyler,” the supervisor explained. “Alex is a high-level spy of the UN. He was sent to monitor you. To make sure you didn’t get soft. To make sure our top assassin stayed focused. And so far, you have been good.”

I flopped, all the contents of the first aid kit came crashing down the tiles. Rowan sighed deeply. “Are you also clumsy? Is this how you would work when you start your job fully? Do I need to fire—” “What did you want me to help with?” I hastily cut him off to push his mind away from that word. At least I could prove useful in that other way. “There is a spy in the company,” He said as he pushed himself deeply into the sofa, “From what I know, he or she is pursuing the investors by the contracts drafted.”