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Том- парень который был главарем мафии, жестоким и грубым. Был сообща с местной полиции, которая прикрывала, и закрывала глаза на убийства сделанными бандой. 
Через какое то время, Том  встретил журналистку, которая не давала ему прохода. 
Что сделает журналистка? Как она поступит? Как отреагирует Том?
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In the Heart of the City by bhavikajain160

The door opens and closes thirty times in five minutes, the table clutters endlessly. What's happening? Why am I being held by two officers in the corner of a counseling clinic? Is this an interrogation ground now? Shadows race past me, like mirages in a desert, faces flicker into view only to vanish the next second. The officers speak, but I can't hear them. My senses are failing me. Something inside me is taking control, and I might faint. If I wake up in a hospital, will this still be a nightmare, or something scripted? The city woke to devastation. The news spread like wildfire-Dr. Nadia, a champion for human rights, had been murdered in this very clinic. Yesterday, she voiced her fear for her life; no one listened. Now, she's gone. The press churned out articles minute by minute, TV channels broadcast live updates, and the internet roared with outrage. Police teams haven't slept. Top agents were deployed. That's how I met Inspectors Carla and Javed-while being held as both the prime suspect and the sole witness to this chaos. Dr. Nadia wasn't just a leader; she was a symbol of hope. She fought tirelessly for the oppressed, for justice, for rights the government ignored. Yet, she seemed to know her time was near. A week ago, she hinted at it but continued her fight. Yesterday, she paid the price-her life. Now, the city mourns her loss, consumed by guilt for ignoring her cries for help. The last time I saw Nadia, she was here, in this clinic. She didn't want to live. She seemed tired, desperate for respite. How does someone so adept at convincing others to hold on end up wanting to let go? Her death feels like a betrayal. She trusted us, and we failed her. I failed her. Now, it's on me to prove this was no accident-a cold-blooded murder. Or was it?

Undercover || Bucky Barnes x Reader by fictional_stories44

"Hey I'm y/n, nice to meet you" I smiled at the long haired man. He looks at me as I held my hand out for him to shake and walks off. 'Well that was rude'. Every time I tried talking to him or be nice, he would either have a rude comeback or he'll look at me as if he doesn't speak English and ignore me. *** "Y/n and Bucky, I have a side mission for you two" Steve says as he approaches the meeting room "What?! I have to work with her?!" Bucky argued "I have to work with him?! He's such a pain in the ass!" I stood up. "Enough! Y'all are the only ones who qualify for this mission, this is in y'all's range, gear up and meet me in the parking lot" *** "We believe that the owner of Georgia state University, obviously in Georgia, is secretly building nuclear weapons for Russia so they can wipe out more then half of America." Steve said ever so calmly.

Going Undercover With a Yikver by Anonymouswriter4u1

I need that promotion. So what if I have to pretend to be a whore? So what if I have to prance around in little clothing, go around flirting, and deal with dangerous men? It's all to take the Raven's down and get that damn promotion. Only problem is my partner... he's a Yeikver, an alien whose ancestors came to earth years ago seeking refuge and caused mayhem once they landed. If my parents knew, they'd chain me to their house to prevent me from going on with my assignment. It's a good thing I didn't tell them, then. Now I'm dancing in clubs, pretending to be a Yikver's whore, and coming closer to one than I have ever before in my entire life. And the crazy thing is... maybe Yeikver's aren't as bad as I was raised to believe. Maybe there really are two sides to every story. Well, here's mine... *Mature content* ... very mature.. Like, descriptive, omgggggg, ahhhhhh, mature... Enjoy! hehehe P.S I know the cover sucks, listen I tried. There's descriptions in the book, I hope you do a better job of picturing it than I did editing it lol Also, please keep in mind I wrote the first chunk of the story in one go and then edited it once before uploading. Then finished the rest in another go and once again, edited it once before uploading it. Take this story for what it is; a romance with alien smut lol. I feel like I tried to make it realistic and avoid silly grammar errors but its definitely no Nobel Prize haha. I thought adding the whole undercover spy aspect to the story would make it more interesting but surprise surprise... I'm not actually a spy! And I don't have a brain like one either lol. Unfortunately. But yeah, I tried and many readers seemed to enjoy the story so I'll tell myself it was decently written haha

Undercover Idol 2 by _Crave__

I was known as a spy now, murder even. I had once believed south korea could become my new home but alas it was just a dream. New york was hectic for me more than ever; hiroshi was just a small part of it. I was tired. Drained. But yet I threw myself into more dangerous works causing my personality and looks to change. People envied me and others loathed me. But I didn't care or rather just didn't have the time to worry about their words. Females surrounded me even more but none caught my attention like a certain one could. I truly thought everything had gone downhill for me until I got an offer I couldn't refuse. This is the second book of undercover and can not be read as a stand alone *gxg

True Form (Avengers x Reader) by itsjustmycat

"Fix your attitude." "Fix your eye!" Yup, that's y/n. She is a sixteen year old shapeshifter, captured by the Avengers and definitely not happy about being held in a cell. She was experimented on by HYDRA, escaped and ran directly into the next organization. Y/n is forced to stay with the Avengers, who are trying to get her to open up to them, however she has different plans and hides her feelings behind facades that shows every emotion but the real one. What happens when she comes into contact with a certain blonde, russian spy? Despite a rough start, maybe this bunch of childish heroes can show her what true friendship is, what true family is, maybe even what true love is... -- -- -- ❗This is my first book, so some things are unrealistic and don't make much sense and I really cringe when I look back at this. -I do not own any of the marvel characters, only y/n!- #1 - marvelxreader #1 - nickfury #1 - marvel #1 - captainamerica #1 - katebishop #1 - yelenabelova #1 - blackwidow #1 - natasharomanoff #1 - wandamaximoff #1 - yelenaxreader

Does It Still Look Good?- y/n Stark x Bucky Barnes by Kat48270

Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. That's how most would describe Tony Stark. During a trip abroad, Stark meets someone and they have their 'fun' together. But that was all it was to Tony. Fun. Two months later, that same woman finds herself in Starks office telling him the truth. She was pregnant. Tony wanted nothing to do with his unborn. Said that it would 'ruin his business' and then sent the woman away. 24 years later, the Avengers are raiding a Hydra base when Bucky hears a pain-filled scream come from the indoctrination room. He busted through the doors, his gun alight with bullets wedging into everyone but the girl, who was still screaming. He saved her that day. What will their bond grow into? Are you ready to find out? ********** Me, Tony, and Bucky walked through the halls of hydra. Each one contained multiple dead Hydra agents. Tony looked shocked, but I think Bucky knew that I could be this dangerous if triggered. We walked outside and were met with numerous agents, all armed with guns and knifes. There were three tanks behind them, ready to fire at any moment. We all looked at eachother before charging forward. I used the gun that hydra equipped me with to kill them. Bucky used a pistol he took from the Avengers tower, and Tony had his suit. Within the first five minutes, we had disposed of dozens of hydra agents. I kept firing but I felt a warm blow to my stomach. Shit! ********** Originally called; His First Daughter Achievements #2 in Super soldier #4 in Hydra

Orphan X avengers wrong number by marvel_maximoff11

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The Code To A Don's Heart by NVMelissa13

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In the Heart of the City cover

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At last | Editing cover

The Code To A Don's Heart cover

In the Heart of the City

The door opens and closes thirty times in five minutes, the table clutters endlessly. What's happening? Why am I being held by two officers in the corner of a counseling clinic? Is this an interrogation ground now? Shadows race past me, like mirages in a desert, faces flicker into view only to vanish the next second. The officers speak, but I can't hear them. My senses are failing me. Something inside me is taking control, and I might faint. If I wake up in a hospital, will this still be a nightmare, or something scripted? The city woke to devastation. The news spread like wildfire-Dr. Nadia, a champion for human rights, had been murdered in this very clinic. Yesterday, she voiced her fear for her life; no one listened. Now, she's gone. The press churned out articles minute by minute, TV channels broadcast live updates, and the internet roared with outrage. Police teams haven't slept. Top agents were deployed. That's how I met Inspectors Carla and Javed-while being held as both the prime suspect and the sole witness to this chaos. Dr. Nadia wasn't just a leader; she was a symbol of hope. She fought tirelessly for the oppressed, for justice, for rights the government ignored. Yet, she seemed to know her time was near. A week ago, she hinted at it but continued her fight. Yesterday, she paid the price-her life. Now, the city mourns her loss, consumed by guilt for ignoring her cries for help. The last time I saw Nadia, she was here, in this clinic. She didn't want to live. She seemed tired, desperate for respite. How does someone so adept at convincing others to hold on end up wanting to let go? Her death feels like a betrayal. She trusted us, and we failed her. I failed her. Now, it's on me to prove this was no accident-a cold-blooded murder. Or was it?