Assassin Academy Novels & Stories

Over the roaring flames, the sounds of sirens and panicked voices mixed in a deafening symphony. Across the city, inside the vast, opulent mansion of the chairman of the assassin organization, AS01 paced furiously. His knuckles were white as he clenched his fists, resisting the urge to lash out at anything within reach. His eyes darted to AS02, who delivered the grim news.

This was not supposed to happen. I don't want to be touched. Ever. Again. Aiden turns, signalling with his head to follow him. As a true submissive, I have to walk behind him. Not next to him, like a normal person, like a valued person. But I follow him. Because what choice do I have? How far will Aiden go to make sure his ridiculous plans go ahead? What did Henry take off him? Why is he so vexed on revenge? I trail behind him, a submissive already in formation, through the silent, dark halls of the academy. Nobody is up yet. Our footsteps echo off the marble. Cold statues of long-dead dominants line the walls like silent witnesses.

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.

I felt someone climb onto my lap and hands wrapped around my throat, tightening and blocking my air. My head was fuzzy and the air I was losing now did not help. I raised my arms and poked the assassin in the eyes and he screamed. Pulling on the last of the adrenaline in my body, I pushed him off me and pulled myself to my feet using the edge of the table that was sure to bring my demise. I kicked the assassin in the gut as he attempted to pull himself up and he stumbled backward, falling over the rail and to the ground hundreds of feet below. I pulled myself to the edge to see his dead body being dragged off the grass by a team dressed in black.

My heart dropped. The Relic Vault. The one place where ancient weapons, scrolls, and magical artifacts were kept. Wesley and I exchanged a single glance. Then we ran. The academy corridors echoed with the sounds of battle. Students and professors fought side by side against black-cloaked assassins. Magic illuminated the halls. Silver claws clashed against cursed blades. As we reached the vault entrance, three assassins were already forcing the enchanted doors open. “They’re breaking the seal!” Liam shouted. Without hesitation, I summoned the Sword of Eclipse.

3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one. Then....... Emperor Cassius Vitalis - Devion - everyone describes him as an ice block, no one can look at him directly, lest their eyes itch just from his cold piercing glimpse. He is a very capable ruler despite being an ice block.

The only thing that was bleeding profusely was the big slash of wound on her front. As if she hadn't anticipated the attack at all, or was caught off guard. Aside from her injuries, Avyanna discovered that the injured girl was burning hot from fever. It was a good thing Avyanna managed to pack a medkit from their resthouse. Just as she took her time treating the girl's wound, who seemed to be a few years younger than her, her thoughts drift back to what had happened after Avyanna went further into the forest. An assassin's specialty is their agility, speed, and flexibility. They can outrun anything and disguise their trails to avoid detection. Furthermore, both darkness and the unknown have

“Then, it must really be good because I care about you a lot.” Argent releases a relaxed chuckle and leans back on the chair’s backrest as he runs his gaze down my naked chest. “If we’re going to be together, you have to know, Pen. I’m not just a grunt who works for a government agency. I’m one of the top directors of an organization of Assassins. Some powerful people wish me ill, and you might be in danger of simply being with me. I’ll protect you, but I need you to know this because I don’t want you coming in blind. Right now, I’m on the hunt for a former friend who has betrayed me. I was searching for him the night that we met─ the night of the auction. I’ve known Sebastian for years, and

I have to deal with this also as if I don't have enough on my plate right now, Ammy Watson is the very first wolf Assassin; she was exceptional at her training and was the very first wolf sent on a mission; she had the number one branded in all her stuff. She went on numerous missions before I was ever ready to join her in the fields. We slowly became close, since I was the second wolf assassin. I think that made us a little closer. But then she one day went rogue; it was over a man, I guess. The organization filled us in on everything. I tried to make her come back to the organization, but she wouldn't fucking listen.

They would have to find an entirely different apartment, purchased furniture once again, even find a new school to enrol—he was scheduled to start in two days. He wanted to stay with Aunt Judy, start his new school in the next few days, find new friends and have as many guests over in his brand new apartment, finally living alone do the first time. As much as he was afraid, the fury was starting to overshadow it; he didn't want to have to lie to his parents while he fled the city, afraid of an outcome that may never even happen. Besides, why would a mafia assassin yakuza want to murder newly senior high school student Nate Kennedy? Out of all they most likely had to deal with?