Mission: Insanity

Mission: Insanity

  • WpView
    Reads 2,002
  • WpVote
    Votes 196
  • WpPart
    Parts 17
WpMetadataReadComplete Wed, Apr 24, 20191h 25m
WpInfo
Fiction
Mystery
Inspired by Ally Carter-- Teenagers think they're immortal. Teenage spies see every day that they aren't. As a top level spy, Brooke was always prepared for the worst and trained to do nothing but the best. After a mission that went completely wrong- resulting in a teammate's death and Brooke's captivity- it seems impossible for Brooke to be able to get her life back on track, let alone her master plan. She told no one her plan or her secret, but keeping so much to herself changes the mission. It makes it impossible. It makes it insane. Fighting against the clock, her organization's biggest enemy, and her friends, Brooke has one goal to keep the people she loves safe: at the expense of herself. What if your biggest secret was yourself? What if you were your own biggest enemy? What do you do when you plan for everything, but it all goes wrong? Cover by: @spicemeup
All Rights Reserved
#1
embassyrow
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Resurgence
  • Low-key | ✓
  • Kids Undercover |✔️
  • Bloody War (NOW PUBLISHED IN PAPERBACK)
  • Undercover on Embassy Row
  • The Agent's Priority
  • Alliance || 1 || ✔️ mature

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

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines