#spy story

[strangelittlestories]

A casino. Flashing neon and jingling cred-coins. Desperation with the edges shined up bright enough to blind. Bright enough to cut.

A target. International man of something or other. Eye-patch. Tux. Bodyguard - loyal, silent and beautiful. Cleaning up at the poker table. The whole night yards.

There are two players soon to enter, though neither are yet aware of the other. They will be.

They are both chameleons in their way. They have a lot in common. If they met outside of a job, they'd probably kill each other.

At the entrance, our first player makes his move. His eyes are wide and sparkling. His lips are soft, but his suit is sharp. He's lost his invite, he says. How silly of him, he says. It's just been such *a lot* ever since the funeral... He is vulnerable and stunning. Even if his mark didn't believe him, she'd have let him in anyway. But she does believe him. They always do. She escorts him in on her arm.

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On the roof, our second player enters. She too has a plan ... She shoots a security guard with a tranq gun.

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Minutes later…

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The first player is eating caviar and drinking too much champagne. He'll make himself ill if he isn't careful. His host is happy to treat him.

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The guard on the roof has already been missed. His partner has lost visual. He hasn't checked in.

Wait, there he is. Facial recognition confirms it. His voice over the comm is cocky as ever. His partner despairs about him sometimes.

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Our first player has definitely had too much champagne now. He makes his woozy excuses, his breath a mess of rich decay.

He keeps staggering even once out of sight. “Sorry, I'm super drunk” is always a good excuse for being somewhere you're not supposed to.

The target's room is guarded. Regular sweeps. They look like hotel guests or staff. Their eyes give them away. Too alert. That and the bulge of their sidearms.

He collapses into their arms. His bleary eyes lock onto the security woman's own deep blues.

“You're so *strong*.” He says, a livewire of intensity in her arms.

She barely hesitates to reach for her gun.

Barely is enough.

He stashes her in a linen cupboard, taking care to put a towel beneath her head.

The target's room contains fifty thousand euros (fingerprint locked), three passport chips and a suspicious tube of lipstick. No data-stick. Must be on the target. Of course it would.

He catches a glimpse of casino security in the mirror and his search is cut short. He exits through a window.

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Our second player has much more time to search the room.

She worked the rest of the guard's shift (she'd hung him from the roof by his ankle - he would have a story when he woke up).

Now she had free run of the hotel.

She gave a little space to enjoy the room and start to get a sense of the target's habits.

A person was little more than their routines and their DNA. And she could learn both.

She pocketed the euros - fingerprints were no object. 

She threw the passports down the drain. No escape.

She smiled when she found the lipstick and applied a coat.

She felt for the target’s patterns. She smiled. Turned on the hot water. The steam washed over her like a second skin. She turned it off. She read the message on the mirror. She smiled again.

She stripped off the security gear and scrubbed off the contours that held the guard's face over her own.

She throws on a pink wig. Fastened into place, it cascades down her body and she's left in a stunning, shimmering gown.

She looks in the mirror again.

She feels most like herself when she looks like a stranger.

#writing #flash fiction #microfiction #short story #spies #spy story #heist

[galewindstudios]

Jules in his ~early 20's

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Just a sketch I rendered a bit :]

#original characters #oc #myart #original art #digital art #spy story #oc: Jules Alexandre Valérie Barreau #| #I sanded his wrinkles off B] #hehe get smoothed idiot

[pulpsandcomics2]

Seret Agent "X" February 1934

#pulp magazine #adventure stories #spy story

[inluvwnaruto]

Hi Everyone! I made a fun new ABO story, that is complete, wonderfully cheesy yet fun. New chapter every week at least. Naruto omega and Sasuke alpha.

Chapters: 1/6 Fandom: Naruto Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Uchiha Sasuke/Uzumaki Naruto, Hyuuga Neji/Uzumaki Naruto, Sai/Uzumaki Naruto, Haruno Sakura/Uchiha Sasuke Characters: Uzumaki Naruto, Uchiha Sasuke, Hyuuga Neji, Sai (Naruto), Gaara (Naruto), Haruno Sakura, Hatake Kakashi, Tsunade (Naruto), Jiraiya (Naruto), Yakushi Kabuto, Orochimaru (Naruto), Yamato | Tenzou Additional Tags: Secret Admirer, Alpha Uchiha Sasuke, Omega Uzumaki Naruto, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Top Uchiha Sasuke, Bottom Uzumaki Naruto, Uke Uzumaki Naruto, Seme Uchiha Sasuke, Sexy Underwear, Yaoi, Anal Sex, Anal, Anal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Spies & Secret Agents, Light Bondage, Mild Blood, Boy Love, Bad Guys With Guns, Kidnapping, Omega Gaara (Naruto), Gaara is Naruto's bff, the bad guy will surprise you, this short fic is cheesy but fun, Sakura is already deceased Summary:

Naruto, though an omega, has it all. A successful career, two possible prospects for mates and a perfect future laid out for him. Life is great, except for one tiny detail, he’s bored. He wants passion, excitement, romance, you know, the heart felt loves you find in books? Valentine's Day is coming up, Naruto comes across an opportunity to add a little spicy adventure into his otherwise mediocre life! By hiding behind a Secret Admirer status to an incredibly secretive and sexy alpha that moved in the building named Sasuke Uchiha.

#naruto #omega naruto #alpha sasuke #a/b/o verse #snsmonth23 #top sasuke #bottom naruto #naruto fanfiction #spy story #bad guys #yaoi bl #yaoi

[thevoyageurmoteplass-writing]

Millicent didn’t know how she was supposed to feel. Her brother was OK, and she should have been thrilled about that. But Jacobi hadn’t once thought to write to them or even let her know he was alive since he’d left home. Out of all their siblings, she’d hoped he would have trusted her with something that big. That he would have known he could tell her because was the only thing that mattered to her that he was OK.

‘He wanted to do more.’

Elliott’s voice made Millie tense. Of all the people to speak to her, she’d hoped he would stay the furthest away. Just the thought of him made her want to hit something. Preferably him, but she was working on tempering that urge.

‘To tell you –’

‘Don’t,’ Millicent snarled, rounding on him. There was such compassion behind his expression it only irritated her more. ‘Don’t you dare tell me that he couldn’t tell us because of some rubbish or another. You don’t get to do that.’

Elliott held up his hands in a peaceable gesture, but was smart enough to stay a few steps away from her. Outside hitting range.

‘He could have done something,’ she said, hating the way her voice wavered. This was a conversation for Jacobi, not the random stranger that had helped them find out their brother was safe. But Jack was talking to Collette, trying to make their parents see that April had never been in real trouble, because he wouldn’t have allowed it.

Elliott remained sensibly silent.

Millicent took a deep breath, forced herself to calm. ‘OK,’ she said softly, knowing that there was nothing else they could do. ‘What next?’ She just hoped she’d be able to talk to Jack at some point sooner rather than later.

#ocappreciation #Spy Story #Drabble #Made By Me #Millicent #Elliott #Millie

[that-multi-fandom-hijabi]

𝙰𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚍

𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛

𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜: 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜, 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐

𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢: "𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎" 𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚐𝚊

𝚑𝚒𝚒𝚒 𝚜𝚘 𝚒'𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 "𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎" 𝚜𝚘 𝚒 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚕. 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢!

“You’re surrounded, Agent Red,” Lady Austin purred, tone dripping with mock sympathy. “Your faithful sidekick couldn’t stick with you for this one, hmm?”

A knife was pulled out of its holster. Oh, crap.

Alisha dodged the dagger speeding towards her. It whizzed inches past her temple. Phew. Heart beating rapidly, sweat beading on her forehead, she raised her gun and shot a few bullets at the enemy agents circling her. Two crumpled to the ground. They were either dead or severely injured. Alisha didn’t care at this moment, considering that the head of the Division was slowly walking toward her, daggers raised, like a tiger waiting to pounce on its prey.

Alisha James, also known as Agent Red, was the star agent of the Renders. The Division were their worst nemeses. She often found herself in situations like these. 

However, this mission was different. For one, Lady Austin herself never did the dirty work, but Alisha guessed she wanted to kill the Renders’ most cherished member herself. Not today, Alisha thought.

What else was different? Well, take the buzzing phone in her pocket, and no Carter Avery, Agent Blue, her boyfriend and “faithful sidekick”, at her side. Carter didn’t want her to go alone on this mission, but the head of the Renders, Mr. Johnson, had insisted that he let her go. Since she left headquarters, her phone was being spammed by messages and calls from a certain Agent Blue. 

Leaping onto the shoulders of one of Lady Austin’s goons (and giving him a good punch to the temple and knocking him out as she was at it), Alisha flipped herself up the brick wall she was being cornered into. Always have the higher ground, she heard Xander, her battle trainor, telling her. Lady Austin and the few remaining agents looked up. 

“Looks like little Red learned some tricks from last time,” she taunted. It was dark, and Alisha was covered in too many shadows and too high up for Lady Austin to see or hear her clearly. An advantage. After the fifth time her phone rang that hour, she finally answered it. 

“Boy, the way you’re blowing up my phone won’t make me leave no faster,” she hissed, aiming her gun at a Division member. She saw Lady Austin whispering orders to her agents. Alisha had about three minutes until they’d strike.

“James, I’ve been worried sick! I thought something happened!” Carter yelled into her ear. He sounded like he was on the verge of tears. He probably was.

“Babe, I’m fine! I mean, besides the Division trying to kill me.” Alisha squeezed the trigger, taking down the Division agent with a BANG!

“I should have gone with you,” Carter continued with his rambling.

“Carter Avery, my idiot, my love, I don’t think you bombing my phone is helping matters,” Alisha pointed out, aiming for another agent. 

“How’s the mission so far, anyway?”

A dagger lodged itself into the brick wall. Then another. “Carter, daggers are being thrown at me, and I’m surprised I’m not dead already. What do you think?” Alisha squeezed the trigger again. Another agent down. Stupid Division. They didn’t even use guns or advanced technology. Apparently, swords, daggers, and knives were “their thing”.

Carter sighed. “Fine, you’ve made your point. Be careful, though, okay?” he said softly.

“I will, babe. I love you,” Alisha smiled softly. She’d been gone for three hours. She missed Carter

“Love you, too, James.” He hung up. Shoving her phone back into her pocket, Alisha pointed her gun to face Lady Austin. The bullet whizzed toward her, but the last Division agent jumped in front of Lady Austin at the last second. He crumpled to the gravel ground. Idiot. That was how it went in the Division. Do anything, even if it meant sacrificing yourself, to protect the head.

Alisha noticed that Lady Austin had no weapons on her. She had thrown her daggers at Alisha, and they were too high up for her to grab. Alisha leaped off the brick wall swiftly, pulling out her Taser. As much as she wanted to kill Lady Austin after the years of torment she had caused in New York City, the Renders wanted her alive. 

Alisha strode toward Lady Austin until she was only a foot away. Lady Austin felt around her holster in a panic, and froze. Alisha smiled sweetly. Nice job bringing only two weapons onto the battlefield. 

“N-no, d-don’t d-do this, Agent Red,” Lady Austin whimpered.

Alisha raised her Taser and placed her thumb on the on button. “You know what they say. You don’t bring a knife to the gun fight.” Alisha pressed the button, and crackles of electricity shocked Lady Austin until she fell, unconscious. 

Smirking, Agent Red tucked her long dark hair behind her ear and turned on her spy headset. “Agent Red to Mr. Johnson, the Division has been defeated.”

#writeblr #writing prompts #spy story #stuff i wrote #writing #writers on tumblr

[banjolandsblog]

THE SYMPATHIZER Trailer (2024) Robert Downey Jr., Park Chan-wook

#youtube #the sympathizer #series #robert downey jr #park chan wook #drama #spy story #korea #usa #comedy #trailer new

[primal-prevention-kontrol]

-Truth and lies. People like us don't know the difference.  -No, we know the difference. But we choose to ignore it.

Atomic Blonde - David Leitch (2017)

#Atomic Blonde #David Leitch #Charlize Theron #Sofia Boutella #James McAvoy #Carl F. Bucherer #spy story #Makarov PM #East Berlin #cold war

[maysshortmoviereviews]

Berlin Station (2016-2019)

🎬Follows a CIA team in Berlin and their clandestine activities.

📝A really enjoyable and often thrilling show, which I have no idea why it was cancelled. It had everything: action, mystery, contemporary relevance. The plot was sometimes far-fetched, but it was very enjoyable. I think fans of 'Jack Ryan' and even 'Jason Bourne' would enjoy it. The first season was a little slow and had the usual unnecessary sex scenes, but otherwise, it was pretty good and got better in season 2. I really enjoyed season 3. Unfortunately, this show was cancelled, but it is still worth checking out. Season 3, in particular, is eerily close to what is happening in Ukraine, so I think it is still very enjoyable. Check it out.

I particularly loved the character of Hector deJean played by Rhys Ifans and Rafael Torres (in Season 3) played by Ismael Cruz Cordova.

#Berlin Station #from epix #leland orser #michelle forbes #Mina Tander #Rhys Ifans #richard armitage #Richard Jenkins #keke palmer #Ashley Judd #ismael cruz cordova #sabin tambrea #Heino Ferch #Good tv shows #jason bourne #Cold War #Spy show #spy story

[submission4]

The Case, Part 4

Yvonne looked up at the sound of the kitchen door opening. The navy captain was leaning back on a white plastic chair, still breathing more hard than usual, her auburn hair unpinned and cascading, and her body still shaking slightly. Into the room strode a denim clad young woman, gun drawn. It was Agent Anita Rodriguez of the local civilian Police Department. “Thanks for coming, Anita,” Yvonne said as the policewoman circled the prone and black-eyed Bruno. “Is he ok?” the agent asked cautiously. Yvonne laughed mirthlessly. “Oh yes, fully conscious but behaving himself in case I match his eyes up!” she replied. “I dragged him in here off the corridor before calling you.” Anita restored her weapon’s safety catch. “Not sure if this is my jurisdiction, captain,” she remarked.

“Bruno here is a civilian, but he clearly works for a foreign government so I guess we can call it shared.” said the naval officer, crossing and uncrossing her long legs with a swish of nylon on nylon. “And I’d really like to get the full story from him before the FBI or, worse, the CIA get involved.” Anita nodded. “We should cuff him.” she suggested. “Yes,” Yvonne agreed. “Unsurprisingly, I don’t carry handcuffs in my day job, unless my boyfriend is feeling particularly frisky.” She laughed, beginning to feel more like her usual self. Anita pulled her cuffs out from their holder fixed to the belt of her jeans. “Would you like to do the honours, Yvonne?” she asked. The naval intelligence captain gave her companion a grim smile. “I certainly would.” she said and stood up to receive the handcuffs. Looking down on the motionless janitor, Yvonne prepared to crouch next to him. “Ok, loser. Put your hands behind your back.” she told him.

My interpretation of the story behind this fourth illustration from a series produced by the superb digital artist Ahmedhse who posts his work on Deviant Art

#strong women #adventures #prisoner #woman detective #captured #arrested #man handcuffed by woman #espionage #spy story

[newhorizonstoday]

New movie starring Halle and Jonah

Logline: Two young spies (Branton Wentworth and Ashlynne McGregor) are paired together to bring down a corrupt Albanian pharmaceutical billionaire, who is about to release a dangerous drug aimed at the youth. The pair have one week to intercept the chemical formula, but will their intense attraction to each other derail their critical mission?

************************************************************************I will post more movie ideas if you guys want to see more.

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Branton paying for the bill and their introductory lunch at an outdoor cafe near the agency.

Branton: So... I thought we could go over some on-the-ground logistics and brush up on our Albanian pronunciation. Would you like anything else before I pay the bill?

Ashlynne: Not so fast, I haven't had dessert.

Thirty minutes later, a satisfied and dishelved Branton with torn clothing is fooling around on instagram on his burner account...typing and quickly deleting.

When your girl's so rough , she pulls out all your facial hair. #notcomplaining #imyourvictim #scratchme #hurtme #yesmore #dirtyboy

A few days later in Albania at another outdoor cafe.

Fellow agency spy: How's it going with your new partner?

Branton: Heaven.

Fellow agency spy: Well, I'll drink to that.

Two weeks later, Zoom call with agency boss upon their return to the U.S.

Boss: I just want to congratulate you two on a successful mission. This was an extremely delicate first mission and you two passed with flying colors. (blablablablabla...)

Branton (whispering between clenched teeth- while on Mute): OMG, your hand is doing things to me. Help. Help. Help.

Ashlynne (whispering back between clenched teeth - pressing Mute): No one cares about your silly internal screams. Shut up and look professional. Let me work my magic!

Ten minutes after the brief Zoom call.

Branton (in stage 4 sleep): zzzzzzzzzzz

Ashlynne (Point of View): 😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈😈

One Year Later...

Religious rep: Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the marriage of Branton Wentworth and Ashlynne McGregor. This is an acknowledgment of the next chapter in their lives together.

Branton (whispering during ceremony): Umm, so anyway, you're kind of awesome, sexy and you always have my back. I love you.

Ashlynne (fighting back tears): I love you too, Bran.

They squeeze each other's hand with the unspoken understanding that although their physical attraction has always been undeniable and intense, when their lives were on the line, only true love held them together and will continue to guide them as they bring down more bad guys in the future.

#halle and jonah #halle bailey #jonah hauer king #movie ideas #spy story #halle x jonah #jalle #fanfic

[xxx109bradpittfanxxx109]

AHHHHHH! LOVE!!!!

#brad pitt #anjelina jolie #spy story #action movies #mr and mrs smith #what's not to love

[doodlerdoodle]

Simon Pegg as Daniel Patrick

(The Undeclared War, 2022)

#daniel patrick #simon pegg #the undeclared war #it's like watching benji #spy story #channel 4 #peter kosminsky #my gifs #gif set

[rootsinthefuture]

Aliens secret (2022)

#rootsinthefuture #sci-fi #futuristic #science fiction #sci fi #Aliens #ufos #ufo stories #Ufo movie #spy story #documentary #2022

[styles-harriet]

Plot update

The more I'm writing the story and getting the chapters ready the more I realised that how lame the OG title of the story sounds. So I have chosen to change the title to "Twisted secrets" because the plot revolves more around this.

I'm keeping the art I made in the story, but making it more lively and maybe incorporate it in the wedding chapter. I'll change the cover art to suit the title later.

Now here's for the summary. -

The peaceful world of Harry and Allison is shattered when Harry goes missing for a couple of weeks . As Allison embarks on a relentless quest to find him she uncovers a shocking truth about their families: they are all part of a covert spy organization A.E.G.I.S

As she struggles to cope up with the new found life in the organisation and recent news about Harry's death , she bumps into some one in the grocery store. A green eyed someone.

Armed with her determination and newfound spy skills Alice follows a perilous trail of breadcrumbs navigating through a labyrinth of deceit betrayal and treacherous encounters. She uncovers dark secrets about her family's past and eventually realizes that the whole disappeared act was a part of a larger plan of a certain someone from her past.

Will she be able to save him and the Organisation? Or will she lose them both forever?

♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

"Tangled Secrets" is a thrilling adventure filled with twists turns and intense spy action. It explores themes of loyalty trust and sacrifice highlighting the resilience of love and the power of unity in the face of darkness.

Follow me - oHarrietStyleso on Wattpad to read the book when it's published.

#harry styles wattapad #harry styles #wattpad #harry styles fanfic rec #harry styles fanfiction #spy story #dark #mature #violence #fanart

[thevoyageurmoteplass-writing]

Millie didn’t know how she was supposed to feel. Her brother was OK, and she should have been thrilled about that. But Jacobi hadn’t once thought to write to them or even let her know he was alive since he’d left home. Out of all their siblings, she’d hoped he would have trusted her with something that big. That he would have known he could tell her because was the only thing that mattered to her that he was OK.

‘He wanted to do more.’

Elliott’s voice made Millie tense. Of all the people to speak to her, she’d hoped he would stay the furthest away. Just the thought of him made her want to hit something. Preferably him, but she was working on tempering that urge.

‘To tell you –’

‘Don’t,’ Millie snarled, rounding on him. There was such compassion behind his expression it only irritated her more. ‘Don’t you dare tell me that he couldn’t tell us because of some rubbish or another. You don’t get to do that.’

Elliott held up his hands in a peaceable gesture, but was smart enough to stay a few steps away from her. Outside hitting range.

‘He could have done something,’ she said, hating the way her voice wavered. This was a conversation for Jacobi, not the random stranger that had helped them find out their brother was safe. But Jack was talking to Collette, trying to make their parents see that April had never been in real trouble, because he wouldn’t have allowed it.

Elliott remained sensibly silent.

Millicent took a deep breath, forced herself to calm. ‘OK,’ she said softly, knowing that there was nothing else they could do. ‘What next?’ She just hoped she’d be able to talk to Jack at some point sooner rather than later.

#ocappreciation #Drabble #Spy Story #Millicent #Elliott #Millie