Warning: Contains spoilers. Do not read unless you have read "Delta: a spy novel" before reading this, or you'll be massively confused and you'll ruin it for yourself!! Read Delta first, please. Thank you! ♥ Astrid ♥ It was over. We had messed up. Pierre was still with Cloying, and Jay was out there somewhere, looking for me. I was back at Delta Headquarters while Josh was risking his neck to find Pierre. I was helpless, grieved, and close to going insane. It was all one big nightmare - so why wasn't I waking up? I thought the world was over after the assignment in France. But when Pierre returned, I learned that he wasn't who he seemed. What was it that he and Alan Young were talking about? What were they hiding from us? And then all crap hit the fan as accusations started flying and I watched another boy walk out of my life. But just because Delta said it was over didn't mean it was. So no accusations, no threats, no unexpected twists could have stop Josh and I from attempting to follow Pierre - even all the way to the U.K - and from looking for Cloying to get some revenge of our own. Because we had no idea that what we were heading into was something so much more complex than the mysteries of Pierre. But of course I should have known better - after all, Cloying and Jay had got away. But nothing could have prepared me for the maelstrom of fear, anger, adrenaline, and utter heartbreak that followed. This is Omega, the end. It's not over. ...but it's pretty damn close.

WORK IN PROGRESS‼️ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── There was no noise; I was at peace, and ironically, the stone-cold pavement never seemed warmer as my blood oozed out of me and around me like a painted canvas. I was slowly losing consciousness, but my mind never seemed happier now that I was dying. The white walls with big bright lights did not resemble heaven; in fact, it was quite the opposite. I thought I had died. When I came to, I found myself in this strange place, disoriented and confused. I looked around and found another five pairs of eyes looking at me with the same emotion swirling in their gaze. Now, 15 years later, I train with these girls. Our makers take care of us, feed us, and make sure we are clean, healthy, and fit. Some of us never had that; that's probably why it took so long for us to realize we were being used. The dirty work they made us do, none of us questioned it. How could we when we were taken off the streets? For a chance at normalcy, we settled for anything, even if that meant blurring the lines of right and wrong. After a mission gone haywire, we started noticing, and now we strike back to take our voices and reclaim the power that was used on us as a way to control us. After all, they are the ones who trained us; we are just returning our long-overdue favour. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Rankings : Featured in Mystery-thriller #5 in Mystery-thriller on 7/12/24

"I won't take orders from him!" I yell at Bogo. "You have more in common with him than you think." Bogo rolls his eyes. "I don't give a damn!" I yell. "I'm right here." Blondy says. I couldn't help but groan and throw a punch at Blondy. He falls to the ground and wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth. I stomp away furiously. "I'm never going to listen to him." I mutter to myself. *** Hey! The names Annie! I'm seventeen and am a regular teenager that loves school............. HAHAHAHAH. Just kidding! I'm a teen spy that is anything but regular and the only reason I go to school is for sports. I was adopted into the spy business and lost my original team at age fifteen. I haven't teamed up with another team ever since. I convinced my boss to let me do solo missions but he is a little over protective of me. Well, peace out! I got some guys to kill and some shit to blow up! _______ Highest rating: #5 in action (This was created 4 years ago when I was a beginner at writing so sorry if it sucks! My writing is extremely better as of right now)

On my first day of high school, they tested our abilities-they wanted to see who would outlast the others, and who would be outlasted. For hours and hours, we gave it all we had. When they came back into the room to give us our scores, we were put into two groups: the ones to be trained as infiltrative spies, and the others to be trained as assassins. I was picked to be an assassin, and later, when the members of my group turned to face the man who would mentor us, I watched as a slow, wicked smirk spread across his face. He looked at us, and he said, "Game on." This man was Shawn Masterson, and this man was a murderer.

It was a normal day. Atsushi was at work as usual, but something was different. He had a very bad feeling. This didn't happen to him often and his tiger instinct told him to be careful. But what could happen, right? But in the same city at this moment, one man was having the worst day of his life. To this man just died the person he knew his whole life. What Atsushi didn't know was that his help would be needed to calm the person down. What happens next ? And who is that kid who looks familiar? !!This is happening after 2 years of working with Pm and A.D.A. . Even after these 2 years, these two organizations do not get along very well (almost not at all), but some get along too well with them.!! * CRINGE * they are not my characters * I do not own the pictures (just some) * My second story * please don't hate * maybe smut * Omegaverse (I can't explain, so if you don't know what it is, look it up - I know because I read other stories where it's perfectly explained and I'm too lazy to write it down)

"Good evening Mr Cunningham. My name is Ava and I'll be your waiter for tonight. What would you like to drink?" "I 'll have a passion fruit juice special." "Are you sure don't you have a serious allergy to pineapple." " Yes, how do you know that? Is the surprise pineapple?" How did she know that I was allergic to pineapple no one knows about that but my family and even they sometimes forget. **** I lay on this bed my eyes closed trying to get my heart beat to go down. I won't survive this much longer. I need to take a long bath. I open the tap and fill the bathtub with warm water. I grab one of Dale's shower washes and threw some in. I lay in the bathtub full of bubbles and trying to relax. The door opens and Dale walks in. "Ava, I thought you were asleep." "I was trying to but I couldn't fall asleep so I decided to take a bath." "Is there enough space for me to?" I really like this flirting but come on. "Nope." I say popping the P. "You sure?" My heart is going crazy. "Yup." I say popping the P. "Okay when you are done I have a surprise for you." What type of surprise I ask myself? "Don't looks so worried. Not that kind of surprise." He left and closed the door. **** When old friends meet again after a few years and fall in love, will their love survive when a stalker goes out of his way to get to them, A mother wanting revenge from the past and all of their secrets come's out? #111 - cc #161 - protection

Imagine going from this: "Can I kiss you?" Those words reverberated through my ears and sent shivers down my spine, literally. I could sense the passion in her voice and the immense desire in her eyes. "Can I?" Deborah repeated, tilting her face close to mine. I steered my lips near hers and closed the gap between us, barely inches apart. _____________________________________ To this: "Neche, my love." Deborah said my name softly, almost in a whisper. She struggled to get on her feet to no avail, stretching her hands to her crutches, pissing me off with her pitiful actions. Timi leaped close to her and helped her up while I just stood there, numb, disgusted by her very presence. "Why did you bring this whore into our room, Timi?" I faced him angrily, and Deborahʼs face turned sour at my words. She looked so dazed, clearly not believing what I'd just called her. _____________________________________ Now, imagine the rest of the story. Or you could just simply read it and find out what this epic, thrilling blockbuster novel holds in store for you!

She's troublesome. He lives for trouble. Both embedded with their own secrets and lies. A girl who's self-destruction leads her to a camp for delinquents. But the trouble doesn't stop there. Still mysteries and pieces to put together. Every single person has a secret. The question is... What're you hiding? And why? Remember... If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun. I suck at descriptions honestly just read with book ;) Here's a fun snippet: "You kissed them?" Chase whispers to me. "No! Well yes and no, kind of. Now's not the fucking time," I stop myself from rambling. "Put the gun down," Louis demands. "Or we will shoot!" "What if I shoot first," I challenge. "Five of us and two of you. You knock down one or two of us we'll have your name on a gravestone," Louis grins evilly. "Are you underestimating my shooting skills?" I question. "Do you want to find out," Louis dares. "No! No the fuck we don't," Chase yells. He shoots me a 'what the fuck is wrong with you' look and I shrug. HIGHEST RANKINGS #3 in Family Secrets #4 in Teen Romance #1 in Camps #1 in Badass #5 in High School #2 in Bad Girl

Guns, revenge and buildings to bomb, what could go wrong? ✮ He came in, gun held out in front of him in one hand while the other was resting on his hip where a sharp dagger gleamed in the light. "Come on out little girl, why not make this easier for both of us. The agency you ran away from just want to have a little talk, that's all." She scoffed internally. Yeah right. Then the footsteps ceased. She peeked to the right, then to the left. Neither direction showed any sign of the intruder. She looked up in front of her and gasped, the glint of steel and smell of death as overwhelming as it was adrenaline inducing, exciting. "Boo." ✮ Murder, accidents, assassinations. Call it what you will, it's all the same, all has the same life breaking, mind shattering consequences - be it for the victim or the bystander. It had shaped Alex in a way no one should be. Broken down and rebuilt into the perfect soldier, one who had the power to change the world, to fight battles that would either make or break the carefully constructed vision we all live in. The only small, minute, really unimportant detail - it's pretty hard to get into a government classified site when you're 15 years old and have a rag-tag team of double-crossing back-stabbers behind you. Not to mention the threat of a world war and ghost hanging above your head. Armed with sarcasm, wit, and a hell of a lot of aggressive intentions, it won't be too long till a sticky situation is all that's ahead of you. Sometimes, running head-first into a situation isn't the best idea. Instead, you gotta play a game. A deadly game where either you have all the pieces on the board, or you have nothing. [previously known as Espionage: double-cross] Thanks for reading :)

In a world where society has made guns the norm, a world driven and fueled by nothing but the thrill and adrenaline of humanity. Changing their view on guns, changing their symbolism. That is, fame, honor, skill, power, everything is told by your bullet. This is how the world works. However, one person, one teenager, changed. He was transferred to a struggling school filled with students dreaming of becoming legendary shooters. He is determined to prove himself in this unforgiving world. Not for fame. Not for respect. Not for the glory others chase. But because of his past, a war survivor who had been through hell, losing his left eye and bearing scars that left him haunted as long as he lived. Yet, in a world that glorifies the gun, he cannot pull the trigger, he cannot take a life, and he will go against this world's rule. Shoot or do not shoot. Kill or be killed. But to him- He'll protect those who cannot protect themselves, and he cares. And to do it without taking a single life. NOTE: THIS IS CURRENTLY UNDER REVISION, SO THERE MAY BE CHANGES TO THE STORY AND CHARACTERS. (Safe chapters to read are Chapters 1-6.) Expect a chapter in 1-2 chapters in a week. (new cover Jan-11 2025)

Have you ever seen your life flash before your eyes? Seen all the good memories with you and your friends and loved ones just pass in a few split seconds before the moment comes where you know you'll die? Where you determine if it's going to be a quick or slow and painful death? Well then, same. I risk my life on a daily bases saving others, strangers, kids, families, anyone my team and I can help ranging from terrorist attacks to bombs to pretty much anything. The training that I received a few years ago allows me to do that, it allows me to be the best person that I can be, if I could go back to the day I joined the military I wouldn't change a single thing; the only thing I would've changed in my journey is to have looked after her better. To have kept her safe. But life had other plans with both of us... ***** All ideas in this book are thought of by me. Nothing has been based of another book. If something is the same as another's, it purely coincidental. *Don't copy from my book *Don't report my book because of a few violent scenes *My book is copyrighted. If I found out you copied my book, I will report you. *Remember to vote and comment

[COMPLETED] This story is about a sixteen year old girl trying to figure out who she is apart from what she does in order to help the country. It is within these pages that she finds friends, that she finds love, that she finds out what has been laying right in front of her, her entire life. Sometimes, the little things, make you forget to look at the bigger picture. *NOT EDITED* *FIRST DRAFT*

The second I saw him I just knew my world was going to be turned upside-down. There was no way I was making it out of this bar without him by my side. But, he surprised me by not being a like every other guy I have ever met. His sky blue eyes pulled me in, that lip ring he's always messing with made my insides squeeze. When I found out what his career was I was crushed. Where does this leave me? I've seen my fair share of everything being an SEAL, the best sniper in at least the US. Now I'm an undercover Hitman working for a backdoor of the government. Nobody knows my name. I don't have room for distractions. One distraction, people die. Her candy apple green eyes were unlike any thing I have ever seen, and that's saying a lot. The things this woman did to me with just one look made me want to walk away from the one thing I loved the most. Worst thing, I can't tell her anything about the strides I've made in my career, yet she's the only one I want to know everything. That makes any chance of us dangerous.

"Miss Rose-" "Hold on." I blink rapidly to adjust my eyes to the light. "Countinue." I say. "Miss rose, do you have any idea why you are here?" Meet Olivia Rose, she's our typical college student- broke AF, always lazy and a stomach full with Chinese takeout and fast food. But all that normalcy is thrown out of the window when Olivia accidentally (key word being accidentally) hacked into an agency's database. "Look, I might have the brain capacity of a mastermind, but my muscles? They are non-existent. And I trip on air, dude, air! If you give me a gun I would probably shoot myself with it." And to make it worse, Olivia is thrown into the field to take down a dangerous criminal and quite possibly save the world from destructing. "We are going to die, aren't we?" Only one way to find out. Most impressive rankings #1 in agency (13/10/2020) #2 hacker (13/10/2020) Currently being edited.

"There's always something called acting and lying. The answer isn't always going to pop up magically, you have to work for it." This statement can change anything. Friends. Team. Unity. Betrayal. Traitor. Alone. These words explain what the world can turn out to be. Anything can happen. Meet your not-so-average teenagers who go on an epic adventure with the new kids...as SPIES Mission- Find the kid spy working for the bad side Will they find their victim? Or will they break under the pressure? Read and find out! --- *Completed *Disclaimer: Apologies for my bad grammar since this is my first story; I improved throughout the story

***Currently being edited, also adding alot of juicy stuff*** When 18 year old Ashton, moves schools her senior year after her mother and fathers divorce she never thought her life would drastically change. When she meets someone who can make her feel the slightest bit normal, she doesn't realize how dangerous it actually is. As she tries to survive her last year of high school, and avoid drama she will realize not everyone is who they seem to be. After her world collides with theirs she will learn how strong a bond can actually be. And they will learn just how far they are willing to go just to protect HER. "Ashton, you are mine, my girl. Do you understand that?" He whispers in my ear, I hold my hand against the bullet wound. His eyes roll back, and my tears cover his shirt. I will always be his girl. *completed* -This is my first story please take it easy on me! Thank you!-

"Would you not do that, Cupcake?" He moaned. "Cupcake, really? We escalated to pet names?" I said annoyed. "Well you haven't confirmed your name, so yeah." He responded getting up. "Fine if it means you'll stop calling me Cupcake, my name's Marie." I told him. "Good to know Cupcake." He smirked. I just rolled my eyes and turned back towards the classroom. "Hey does it look like I was done talking to you?" "Does it look like I care?" I asked turning back to the classroom. ------------------------------------ People think I am a normal girl. That's not how I would describe it. My dad was a CIA agent, before he died when I was 10. He trained me so, I can take care of my mom and I. I thought I wouldn't have anymore issues. I wouldn't need to live in fear of someone trying to hurt us. But then when I came home from school my mom was gone. The only thing there was a letter. MY MOM WAS KIDNAPPED! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I just moved to a small rich town in Tennessee. I just wanted to finish Junior year and not have to worry about how my dads job could effect me. I never expected to run straight into the schools bad boy. Let's just say he had no idea who he was messing with.

"Don't fucking touch me..." Jungkook muttered his tears finally escaping from his blood shot eyes and rolling down his cheeks. "It must've been really fun playing with my feelings like that huh?" Jungkook started taking a step closer to the older who was still speechless, leaning on the wall. "Well congratulations on gaining the information you needed agent V, guess there's no need to fake feelings for an annoying teenager anymore". Jungkook spat crouching down so that he was at the olders level. Taehyung was too shocked to even say anything...he was frozen in place still trying to process what was happening. "I hate you more than words can describe...but I'm stupid enough to still be in love with you". Jungkook gave a weak and sad smile before leaning closer to the older. "I hate you". Jungkook whispered before brushing his lips against the olders and then getting up and walking away. ______________________________________________________ Taehyung or Agent V is working undercover on a mission with his partner Yoongi. They need to get close to two targets and find out information about a specific Mafia leader. And Taehyungs target just so happens to be the son, They both go back to high school and get closer to the two. After 1 year of working undercover the two finally get information about the Mafia leader. If only Taehyung knew that the price of that information would be the love he had for a certain target. Surprise surprise! Guess who's back with another Taekook book !! Really hope you guys like this book as well 😅! Ly 💕!

Everyone has a secret they keep from people...Well mine is that I'm an teenage agent for the CIA. When Penelope and her fake family get put undercover to protect a rich man's son she thought it would go easy like all of her over missions, Though it wasn't as planned she had to get close to guy and his friends and keep him safe while not giving anything away. Penelope didn't have a normal childhood her's was spent learning to fight and shoot a gun, No school no boyfriends no feelings... And now there is school and boy's... And maybe even feelings that she doesn't understand. Being a normal teenage girl is a lot harder than she thought it would be! And to top it all off everyone's been keeping a secret from her as well. *Used To Be Called Privately Undercover.* *2017

The whole camp was filling with smoke. I coughed, praying that my lungs would keep working for just a few more minutes. "Eli, which way is west?" Adam's breathing was just as labored from physical exertion, smoke, and panic as mine was. I didn't even process the question. I didn't know. We couldn't see anything through the smoke because the fire was spreading so quickly, and I just realized I'd forgotten my walkie-talkie. "Don't know!" I answered. Adrenaline was the only thing that kept my feet going. I knew we'd come in the East Gate, and if the cells were in the center, then if we kept going straight, we were going to find the gate any second. "Keep straight!" I instructed. I saw his head bob slightly, acknowledging my delayed direction. Then Adam cried out beside me, and I stopped short. I reached for his body involuntarily as he pitched forward, nearly causing him to take me down with him. My left hand was soaking wet from where it had landed on his shoulder. I winced as I tried to steady him, not daring to look at what I knew would be a pool of blood in my hand. ☁ Now that they have a new ally on their side, they're looking to change the United States for good. At some point, they want every camp freed and every teenager home safe. But each new camp brings an endless supply of new challenges. Things are beginning to spin out of control. Follow each of them as they discover who they are, who they love, and more of their country's secrets than they could ever dream of in a thrilling trilogy told from all five points of view.