This doesn't make sense,' Alex thought… 'This was not how the SAS worked, not as far as he'd understood it…' As he'd understood, the SAS prided themselves on their versatility and teamwork... and so far he just wasn't seeing that.

It was a quiet, somewhat normal Christmas day for Yassen - a fire, a glass of wine or two and a good book. But things rarely stay quiet for Yassen, especially when a certain teenage spy is involved... Torture, language, death. No slash.

When a certain spy receives a mysterious package, he questions whether or not he truly is Alex Rider. Is it really possible to not be yourself? Help me change the title, rating, etc. when necessary.

Just a little songfic for What I've Done by Linkin Park. I was really bored and what do you know it popped onto my MP3 player. Please read and review!

Alex never thought his math homework would save his life, but there's a first for everything.

The air whistled by Alex's face as he plunged towards the watery abyss below. Faster, faster, faster he went, gravity sucking his flesh towards the rocky bottom. Adrenaline pumped through his veins, reminding him of the imminent peril.

Alex Rider gets a phone call from Mrs. Jones one night, revealing that Yassen Gregorovich is actually still alive. Alex is sent on ann avdventure when Yassen really does drop by at his uncle's house. Takes place after 8th book, or whenever after 1st book.

Alex seems to have no hope, his life seems to be going nowhere. The path of his life wants to make him suffer, bucking and twisting until, one day, he might just run off the road. One-shot.

Alex in called late at night to come into MI6. Alex left that life. But they want him back- badly. What could be so wrong that they are willing to kidnap him in daylight? He soons finds out- now he wishes he never had.

This is a continuation of "One Week After" in which you are really introduced to Alex and Jack

"CASEY!" came a roar from the nearby vicinity. Casey winced. She probably shouldn't have written 'casey owns this' on all of the backs of Wolf's shirts. With un-washable purple ink. OC. ON HAITUS

Jacen and Ian both stepped forward towards one another. "Nice to meet you, sir" Jacen held out a hand."And you" Ian said grasping the hand for a firm shake. Yes, this was definitely going to be panion Piece to Quondam Iterum. Non-Slash

The sun kept skipping ahead, the dunes kept moving, and why is it getting harder to think? Oneshot.

A dead MI6 agent. A potentialy lethal bomb. A plot to change the world. And at the heart of it Scorpia. Without any manpower at his command Alan Blunt is forced to dispatch teenage superspy Alex Rider to investigate.In a race against time, can he survive?

Inside this box is a few things I’ve left behind for you.A few other prized possessions of mine,a load of pictures,and a few posthumous letters from both myself and your parents.So go on and explore what you couldn't before-Your Uncle,Ian Rider. Non-Slash

Crack!fic. Alex Rider has taken down all sorts of madmen bent on world conquest, but now rises a new competitor... giant evil terrorist jellybeans. Can Alex figure out the secret to defeating them, or has he finally met his match? WARNING: UTTER CRACK

alex rider goes on a mission with a 14 year old american assasin. They are taking on one of her long time enemies. Its told from her point of view. If your looking for romance dont bother. only mild teenage girl flirting ;

Tag for Stormbreaker, the conversation between Yassen and Alex at the end struck a chord – might be that I am used to much mouthier teens, but hey.

“Here are the papers,take them and go,get out of here” Ian whispered shoving a sealed package into his older brother’s chest. “Keep the papers” John said quickly "Either we get out together or we don’t get out at all.” Non-slash

Wolf sees Alex on the news, contributing to the city-wide efforts to combat the snow; Wolf decides to help out. Written and submitted via my cell phone entirely, so you'd better see what I've got. After Snakehead at least.

Yes, i know crocodile tears is already out, i haven't read it yet. This is my own version of the 8th book.

Jack smiled and lifted the seven year old onto her feet, then started spinning them around the yard. "Because, Alex," she told him, "Because you should never underestimate the power of dancing in the rain."

The front line of a war zone is no place for a child. No matter how skilled or which unit he is with. He does not belong there. Involves K-unit

What would happen if Alex was sent to Brecon Beacons for the summer? Set after Alex's GCSE exams post-snakehead

SEQUEL TO TORMENT. First chap now up. About how Alex gets into trouble when Yassen has to go away to do some work -cough killing cough- and when he comes back Alex is in BIG trouble. BDSM, slash, adult content, etc