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Chapter 4 : Agent of Death
Chapter 4 AGENT OF DEATH...“G-Get away from me!” The young soldier was trembling, his sentences broken and every part of his body launching every neuron, trying to force itself to ... -
Part 17 - Conflict. Distrust. Suspicion.
I picked at a scab forming over my knuckles. The fatigue from the shard removal had settled in, and the constant nausea of my strange run in with Jase was somewhat controlled. In a... -
Part 41 - Obstinance
Jase studied Paige's face from across the table, wondering if there was any way to heal the deep rooted mistrust and hatred she bore against him. She had changed a lot in the past ... -
CIA SAC/SOG Team (Angel)
Kate LaswellAge: 48Rank: Case OfficerA former operative of the U.S. Army's Intelligence Support Activity (ISA), Kate Laswell transitioned to the CIA, where she built an illustrious... -
Part 49 - Desire
"Hey," Ant grinned warmly, his infectious smile inspiring my own as we embraced. "You look great, how are you feeling?""Good," I smiled and greeted Rob with a hug I had grown to fe... -
Port Aktya
I took the time while we were waiting for Nina, Carlos, Vasil and Riley to get some sleep and eat, as I'd had very little of both since we captured Deimos and learned about X-03 an... -
Part 23 - Calm Before the Storm
Ant sucked in a breath as he glanced around the room at the faces of his men. Each of them had served faithfully by his side, they all had each others backs, they all moved as one.... -
Part 5 - Who Dares Wins
"A joint operation? You fuckin' with me?" Sonny stood very still, his vastly bulky frame boulder like and immovable."Would I joke about this?" Jase stroked his chin where the rough... -
Part 30 - Tarmac
Paige's head rattled as pockets of turbulence rocked the chinook, she closed her eyes to steady the dull ache surfacing behind her eyes. Home. She was going home. Not directly, of ... -
Part 22 - Unintentional Threat
Jase felt sick with conflicted anticipation. What the hell was he meant to do now? It was a given that Paige would fail the polygraph. They were by no means an accurate determinati...