Assassin And Bodyguard Novels & Stories

"We've been kidnapped?" "Yes." "Who are they after? You or me?" she asked. "I'm not sure," Noah replied, his voice deep and his tone grave. "But what is certain is that they are not ordinary people." Noah’s bodyguard was a retiree of special forces, and under normal circumstances, dealing with five or six thugs posed no problem. However, when he found the bodyguard, he was covered in injuries, each one potentially fatal. The assailant had displayed an alarming level of ruthlessness and precision, indicating a background in professional training.

He was wearing dark shades and his face was void of emotions. “That’s Gabe, he would be your designated driver and bodyguard. He is well-trained and is an ex-assassin.” Sterling informed me. He was right next to me. “Ex-assassin?” I was taken aback. He nodded. “Yup,” He popped the p in the word. “But he’s not in that business anymore. I recruited him.” He smirked. I chuckled lightly. “I’m just going to leave and stop myself from asking all the questions that are running through my mind.”

The next moment, all of the six assassins that are left including Franco, were hit with daggers straight to their necks. From the shadows where the daggers came from, Rage showed, topless. He then went in front of me as if he is shielding me from the pack of his grandfather. "What are you doing, Rage?!" Richard Black protested. "Didn't you hear what was said earlier? That woman is an assassin! She didn't even deny it so it must be true!" "I know it, Grandpa. I know what she is and I accept her," Rage said firmly but the respect was still evident on his voice.

'Geez, these bodyguard organizations must be rolling in money at the number of people who are hiring them,' Ariana thought. Quinn pulled her down another corridor and up a short flight of stairs before coming to a hallway with bodyguards lining either side of the corridor leading to a single door, guns holstered to their waists and a blank but cold expression on their face. These men were trained professionals, men who bordered on the line of professional bodyguard and assassin, men who would kill without question.

But if she hadn’t taken this asshole out, he certainly wouldn’t have hesitated to annihilate her entire team. The last Assassin was cornered now. Brandon had closed in, and Cassidy wasn’t letting the bastard move. Every time the Assassin tried to run, she’d move him back. He had his gun in his hand, ready to shoot the second she lowered the shield. Rather than allowing him that luxury, Cassidy used her powers to jerk the gun from his hand and then dropped the shield, letting Brandon take him out quickly enough. A couple of bursts from the Guardian’s gun, and the Assassin was no more.

Cillian said, but before the man could leave there was a gunshot and then the assassin fell face first dying on the spot. Cillian looked at his right and saw a young man in black suit, his blue eyes was shining in the night, his brown hair was pushed back, he was extremely with sharp jawline, angular face and he looked like a prince from a kingdom, but face was cold with no emotion, Cillian was surprised at first "Who are you?" he asked but the male didn't respond, he walked over to the dead assassin, confirming that he is dead he stood up and started walking away "I don't want to know why you left someone who was few minutes away from killing your so called 'wife' as you tagged it but if th

The remaining three bodyguards stepped back, tightly surrounding Austin in the center. "Come back!" Austin shouted. He had already glimpsed the prowess of top assassins from the Death List through Aldus and Charon and knew how dangerous they were. Moreover, the figure before them was ranked 18th on the Death List. Walter's bodyguard team, though elite and highly skilled, was still no match for a top-tier assassin from the Death List. But… Bang! The four bodyguards opened fire simultaneously. Bullets streaked through the air, hitting the dark figure in the bamboo grove with precision.

“I gave orders for all of you to be in Mercius.” “I apologize, your Majesty.” I replied, bowing deeply. “I thought that while my colleagues were handling things there, someone should remain behind to protect you.” “Have you not seen that I have a whole army at my disposal.” He boomed. “What more could a lone assassin offer me?” “Well, your majesty, the army is impressive, but if they possessed the same skill at detecting and eliminating threats, assassins wouldn’t exist at all. I am offering myself as your personal bodyguard. I can detect things they cannot and move much faster to squash them.”

I said as I gently picked up the knife that had fallen beside me. Before becoming a professional assassin, you must attend several training sessions in order to master all of the techniques that an assassin must know and study, and one of those techniques is that when one area of your body is vulnerable, you must think of another strategy to strike your opponent. "B*tch, don't be too arrogant or you'll end up at Satan's door!" My assailant had laughed at my confidence once more. "Oh please, don't joke about it because you'll regret it, I swear," I said to my assailant, "because you'll be the one to wind up on Satan's doorstep, honey," I said coldly.

However, her graceful form dodged continuously until she moved like a red phantom behind the bodyguard. Aspen's delicate feet in high heels touched the ground with a crisp sound, and somehow, a dagger appeared in her right hand, now stained with fresh blood. The black-suited guard's face went rigid. He wanted to turn and look at Aspen, but he had lost all strength and collapsed to the floor. A gruesome wound on the back of his neck had ended his life instantly. Aspen's assassination skills had reached perfection and been proven in real combat. She bit down on the bloody dagger and began searching the two corpses, but aside from their weapons, neither bodyguard carried any keys.