22 year old Alex Rider frowned as the doorbell rang once more. Who in god's name would be at the door at two in the morning? Certainly not Ian Rider, his deceased uncle of almost 10 years......Right? Non-slash

And so he waits and revisits his memories and stares into a cup of tea that has yet to be tasted. Oneshot.

Mrs. Jones of MI6 writes a short letter to Whom It May Concern about a series of novels written about one Alex Rider.

Sequel to Anywhere But Here. "You saved my life in Brecon Beacons, I don't understand why," Alex said, voice softer than he would have liked. "Even for money…I wouldn't have killed you," Yassen replied quietly. Decisions determine destiny.

Alex won’t answer and she’ll let it go. For now. One day things must change, but not today, never today. Oneshot.

He feels so tired. He wants to sleep. He resists. Alex-centric. Oneshot.

Alex is in the African jungle on his first assigned kill for scorpia accompanied by his instructor Yassen Gregorovich when one of the local snakes decides that Alex’s crotch would be a nice place to take a nap. Fluffy PWP one-shot Alex/Yassen

Sabina Pleasure continues her new life almost 8 years after Eagle Strike, when one ordinary day, an old face makes an appearance. Most hopefully, a Mary-Sue-free area

AU. Sort of mentor!Yassen. Alex wakes up from a bad dream. Sometimes even the hardest of men are afraid. Really short oneshot, less than 500 words. Done in less than 15 minutes. Forgive me for any mistakes.

Murder and corruption had changed him, melded him until he fit the very image his peers had created. He was no child. He was no hero either. Alex Rider was just different. And now, even his former allies have turned their backs on him.

Crack!fic Confused glances,Yassen coming back from the dead, K-Unit appearing out of nowhere, and Sabina bashing all in one story! Rated T for character death.

Emmerson Bishop is not your average teenager. In fact she is an undercover spy going to protect a girl who is being hunted down by people who want to kidnap her. But it turns out the murderer is not who everyone suspected.

The one time Alex gives up.

Alex is in a completely white room. It's kind of intimidating, and the weirdest part is that a dead man is sitting across from him. "Hello, Yassen." The man smiles slightly and nods once. Alex sighs heavily, asking, "I'm dead, aren't I?" Oneshot.

Now a series of one-shots! Dares are always fun, but there's always something bad to follow which you will see now. Used to be 'The Dare' Still probably is related to OBHF ...somewhere -

Obama agrees with his employees that Alex Rider deserves thanks- but how to give it? Jack reacts badly to it. One-shot written upon zoey12321's request.

Its just plain unlucky for both the criminals and Alex Rider when they decide, of all the houses to burgle in England, to break into Alex's. While he's in… Or is it more then just plain old bad luck?

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.