Academy Assassin Novels & Stories

The academy’s polished grandeur thinned into something older and less cared for. More dangerous, Theron thought, not because the Hollow Grounds held more serious threats, but because the academy looked away from them. As they crossed the final courtyard, the awareness inside him sharpened once more, closer now. Ruin lifted his head. Theron’s pace increased. He reached the residence doors first and pushed through without knocking. The entrance hall was empty, silver sconces, worn wood, quiet, too quiet.

"I mean, why would the Romanos adopt a massacre survivor?" Like what the two had said, Giovanni and Liliana were known as the pair who ran Combattere L'Academia one of the best if not only Assassin Academy in Europe. And despite running operations in the shadows, said academy was registered in the government as a private school for handpicked individuals.

“I can just knock him out cold or spike his drink until we’re done. His phone’s got the tracker and bug as well. Shouldn’t that be enough?! I want to see mom tomorrow. And Ash.” Damon only remained silent and Alex cursed, knowing that her desire will not be heard. She knew the sacrifices when she entered the agency and took this kind of job. “Fine!” She scoffed as she finished one bottle and now opening her second one. “It’s not like you’re not going to enjoy,” Damon spats icily.

Ellaine looked beside her and for a moment, she was distracted. Keisha lodges herself forward and kicks her in the face. "Fuck!" she screamed loudly, dropping the gun on the driver's side. Ellaine pushed the corpse away to try and get her gun back but Keisha would not allow it. "By now you probably know I'm an assassin,don't you?" Keisha asked while she was running out of breath. She kicked Ellaine in the face again, slamming her head against the front of the car. "A terrible one," Ellaine answered before grabbing Keisha's foot.

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

I challenged her. "Okay fine, I'll tell you, AS stands for Assassination Society and as you can see from the name, they are the ones who are given assignments to assassinate someone and the ones who give them these assignments are their BIG SHOT client who wants their mess to be cleaned or enemy to be killed accidentally or in natural death without them being linked to that death," the woman began to explain everything to us. And I hate challenging her since she understands what AS is and what the aim of this group is.

Either because so many governments outlawed hunting Vampires and this was the only way they could stay free or because they were just innately evil. “Do we have any titanium?” Cassidy asked as she kept her shield up around the two who had just emerged. The other was beginning to stir on the ground. Jo had decided not to use the meager titanium bullets she had on hand for this mission since it had nothing to do with their larger purpose. “I have a few rounds,” Brandon said, quickly pulling the clip from his Glock and shoving a different one inside. “How long can you keep them contained?” The Assassins wouldn’t stay inside of Cassidy’s bubble for long. They were faster and stronger than anythi

Ash says, brushing his fingers across the small of her back, “Twenty languages, Head of the Guild of Assassins, smart as all hell and fucking gorgeous to boot. There’s not much you can’t do is there?” She smirks and shrugs, Kai hums coming closer to her again,

The game had a plethora of characters to choose from: Warrior, Mage, Knight, Healer, and many more. Uji Quin chose the Assassin class once he got into the game, and spectators of the match frowned. The Assassin was capable of killing a player for every 10 steps it took; no one could survive the lethality. With the character’s agility and speed, one move would be able to empty his enemy’s health bar. Perhaps it was over for Charmine. How could she win?

His features well defined,body covered in muscles and face any girl couldn't look away from. But sadly I was not just any girl. I was Amara,infamous as Shadow. The best assassin know in their fuc**** up world. The bloody best in my department. "I asked since when did you bloody started smoking this sh** Alessa?" His voice was angry now,not in the mood to listen to bullish**. But who said I was giving him any,my questions were genuine . His change in vocabulary amazed me,his eyes still fixed on my calm ones. "Who are you to stop me Accardi?Last I checked,I didn't steal it from your pocket?"