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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."

she paused glancing at Anna, " but you will be different, You're now witch and vamp, Anna." "She's like Khloe?" Liam asked. "Yes, hybrids of vampire high class are powerful," Abigail replied. "I'm immortal?" Anna stated. Abigail nodded, "you are." ------------------- [A/N] Hey Ya'll. I hope you're all doing fine. I saw that book 2 reached 54 reviews and I want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing! I appreciate it. As promised, here is the first chapter of BOOK 3, Azian prince of Dragons. Please leave a comment and a review. I'm back in school so it is impossible for daily updates at the moment, however, I will try to release a chapter once a week (I'm not promising).

“Was it a power play? To show me how unwanted­­— ” A jerk and push had me shaken to my vessels and I am suddenly inches above the ground dangling on his whim, my ass firm on Alessandro’s desk with his lips in touching distance. His blazing green orbs drilling in my lens sheathed eyes. All sagas of his brutality running past my eyes, I was befuddled that his fiancé was above him. I was bulldozed level treffied now; It was like even my blood was frozen. My eyes shone in anxiousness, I trust my lens disguised.

“I'm not sure what exactly you're thinking but I can tell you about him and yourself too. You are Raven Ampleton, Alpha princess of the BloodFang tribe, the most respected and dreaded assassin…” The fork fell off my hands. Did he just say assassin? Like, I killed people? How many?! I stared at him, my mind spinning. Assassin? BloodFang tribe? None of it made sense. How could I be part of a tribe of wolves when I was clearly a dragon? And the word assassin… it sent chills down my spine. King Azaiah frowned at my reaction and leaned closer, his golden eyes soft with concern. “I know it’s a lot to take in, Raven, but this is the truth. The BloodFang tribe was known for producing some of the mos

He bit his bottom lip, lowering his arms to his sides and glancing towards his palms before asking, "What is it? Y-You...you don't like what you see?" Nate had not spoken yet, gulping when he saw Dante's fingers drop the knife beside him and reach for the next button on his dress shirt. When Nate realized what he was doing, he instinctively leaned downwards, his mind completely pushing away the assassin murderous rumours and all the threats Dante had mentioned, instead reaching for his hands and stopping him from continuing down the placket. "What the fuck are you doing?" Nate pushed his hands away, closing the other buttons as well and hiding the chain back into his shirt.

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.

However, during the distraction, I didn’t notice that one of the wolves had circled around me until they bit me on my right calf, causing my leg to give out and I fell to the ground. As I lay there, an angry, growling, dark brown wolf slowly walked towards me to deliver the final death blow. I tried to protect myself by lifting my hand to stab them, but my arms were like weights. I thought, this is it. This is the end. Out of all the enemies I have made as an assassin, a fucking wolf will be the death of me. My head hit the ground as it got too heavy to lift. All I could do was turn it to the side and watch as death came for me.

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.

Gabriel said, “I didn’t much want to be alive. Ten years of waiting, not knowing if the pull would ever lead anywhere. So I found the most dangerous work I could.” She waited. “I was an assassin, Honor. A professional killer. I took contracts — targets — and I eliminated them. That was my life for the better part of a decade.” She stopped walking. He stopped too, hands in his pockets, and let her look at him. Let her take the time she needed to put it together, to decide what she thought of it. He’d learned enough about her to know that rushing her to a reaction she hadn’t fully formed would only make it worse.

“Did she tell you why?!” Zach’s eyes narrowed and he approached Damon. “Don’t tell me that you had a hand on this as well,” he said hardly. He turned towards Alex, who only remained silent and staring at Damon straightly. “You’re an accomplice on this. Looks like I’ll be seeing my brother again, aren’t I, Mr. Buchanan?!” “Buchanan?” Cameron, their father asked in surprise, turning towards Damon. “Is he Jonathan Buchanan’s son?” “And, heir,” Zach added dryly. “Damon Buchanan, I am placing you under arrest for being an accomplice in the vehicular manslaughter of Amelia Jane Walters and Ashley Walters.”