Asesino Novels & Stories

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

The bald guy said. Austin Philips is the same assassin that killed Caine and his brother. "I'm listening." Austin replied over the phone. "The Stark brat is stepping out of line… kill him for me." The bald guy ordered and disconnected the line.

His hands hovered over the screen of the phone as he spent some minutes rethinking his decision to call the man, Gabriel. Gabriel Rossi was an assassin, a highly skilled one at that, who had worked for Marco in the past. Through Marco’s diggings into Alessa, he discovered Alessa and Gabriel were in a foster home together, and they also worked together if that is what you would call it on a hit.

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

he mumbled. "The assassin leaves behind an S which he indents into the head of the victim," Paulo informed everyone. I took a disgusted look at the man. He was such a fucking bitch. I clapped my hands slowly. "Are you mentally incapacitated or incredibly thick? Maybe both?" I asked him as I chuckled darkly. "We have already figured out that the assassin is Salvatore. What I am asking now is how no one has managed to take him down. Fucking hell, do I have to do everything myself?" I seethed.

All thanks to Luigi motherfucking Gonzalez. I haven't seen Alessio since the funeral, I did go there to see him. I even offered him a hug which was so not me—but I did it anyway. I remember seeing his friend there, I think his name was Sean or something. He was the American Mafia Leader and a very very hot dude might I add. "I'm gonna need you to send a few of your men in the address I'll send you in a few seconds," I responded earning a small groan from him, "who'd you kill this time?"

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.

I tore it open, and it was truly a letter with pictures. “This would take a while; get me a seat,” I commanded. “You can have the whole room to yourself,” he rashed, and he ran out like I was chasing him. It made me chuckle softly. I resumed reading the letter. My name is Angelo, and I own this bar. Ashina was just a friend I fell in love with, and I ended up killing her. “What? He killed Ashina?” “I need to finish this fast!” I hurled.

Deadly. “Who sent you?” The man gritted his teeth, pain flashing across his face. He didn’t answer. Ryan sighed, then pressed the barrel of the gun against his other leg. “I won’t ask twice.” The assassin swallowed hard, his body trembling. Ryan just watched him. Silent. Waiting. The silence stretched. Then, finally, the man’s lips parted. “...No sé… Solo un nombre… Carter.” (I don’t know… Just a name… Carter.) My stomach dropped.

said Richard to him directly without hesitation. Rodulf was surprised, he stared at him with a smiling face. “A killer huh?” he didn’t believed him because he knew that Richard was kidding. “I’m not kidding Mr. Vanlimz, I’m a killer and my killer code name is Bony Hanzo” answered Richard to him. Rudolf’s smile on his face turned to serious, “You mean your Bony Hanzo, the top twenty assassin in the world?” asked Rodulf to him that his eyes widened.