Academy Assassin Novels & Stories

It was just like opening a window into a life she no longer belonged to. “I get it.” Her voice cracked. “This whole thing is insane. And it’s not over yet, is it?” “No,” he said quietly. “It’s not.” She looked up at him, tears brimming in her eyes. “Why me, Nicholas? Why did this happen to me?” He didn't know what to say. He was fascinated by the coincidence of the striking resemblance of Amelia and Allison and the fact she was the one who witnessed the assassination. Something was telling him it was Adrian's handwork though he didn't have any proof.

She could not even recognize these people, but they seemed to know her. "I wasn't sure it was you at first glance today because it was dark when I met you years ago, but the more I look at you, I can tell, it wan no other than you, the famous Big B in the world of Assassins." The guy answered with hatred but with self-control as well. "Why would you want me alive then? Do you want to cut me with your bare hands? Or your blade legs?" Brianna was provoking him intentionally. She had already noticed Tatum was conscious even in his position, laying flat down on the ground.

Butler Shin says, she was even smiling when she heard it 10 to 20 casualties was expected but it's just 2 and yeah they are lucky that her Golden Assassin's Commander was there eating, Commander Julie was her favorite General Commander who is trustworthy and the best of the best Assasin she has, There Assasin army has a rankings and General Commander Julie was on the highest rank. Golden Assasin's has 5 rankings 1st is the rookie's, 2nd is Elites 3rd is Master's and 4th is Pioneers and lastly the General Commander, and the general Commander was just a one strong woman cuz she's just the only one who pass the test the intelligence test and physical and mental test.

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.

My towel was slipping, the cold air biting at my skin, but I couldn’t look away. Then I heard something I hadn’t expected. “Please.” The killer’s voice cracked. “Spare me.” A professional assassin…. begging for mercy. What an eye-opener. “I’ve been tracking you for months,” Ace said, ignoring the plea. “You were always one step ahead. There’s a spy in the organization, someone feeding you information.” He shifted his weight, and I heard the man’s ribs groan under the pressure. “I needed you to come to me. So I used her.”

He wasn't going to kill her… at least not yet, not until he's gotten reasonable answers from her. “I-I don't know, but it was instinct.” She stammered before gaining her voice back. “Instinct? What kind of maid instinctively knows how to handle a glock?” he asked suspiciously. His eyes raked her body from top to bottom. Alina was undeniably beautiful. Even with her hair cut into a bobbed hairstyle, it matched her sharp features more. Her lips, cheeks and nose had this permanent flush that made her look innocent — completely hiding the fact that she's a bred assassin.

My head was already spinning with the implications of what had just happened. A student saw me. A goddamn student. This couldn’t get out!, it would ruin everything. The carefully curated image I’d built at this school, the mission I was here to complete, everything would be shattered if word got out, and my Mission will be ruined here in Petaluma College. Yes, I'm an assassin, and the only reason i'm in this school is to kill just one person. Oran Gorge the Camouflage.

“Come on. Your brain was working the whole time, wasn’t it? Trying to figure out where you were.” I don’t answer right away. I just look at him. He pulls me closer to him, his grip firm. I glare at him, every ounce of hate clear in my eyes. But his attention isn’t fully on me. His gaze keeps drifting across the speakeasy, scanning, calculating like a predator waiting for a threat to reveal itself. The Academy? Did they send someone? Maybe even a top assassin trained to extract targets like me and Kael. I need to throw him off.

If they are sending assassins this close to the academy, we are not as safe as we thought. Sasha followed them through the gates. His footsteps were slow, heavy, but he did not stumble. The snow fell around them, soft and silent, covering the path behind them. The academy loomed ahead, dark and ancient, its windows glowing with warm light. Somewhere inside, Mira was waiting. Kai was waiting. Thorne was waiting. The baby kicked, once, twice, as if eager to meet them all.