Assassin Ghost Novels & Stories

What team? “What other team? I thought it was originally you, the Mountains and Tati?” I ask, becoming confused. When Alina chuckles. “She means my little helpers.” We all look at Alina and Cass, and her team chuckle. Little helpers? Little … Oh, for fuck’s sake. “You mean your little assassins?” I say and Alina winks at me. I groan internally. Just great. Alina funds an assassin academy. One of their best is known as Ghost. Ghost is a woman and was high up in the ranks of the Bratva. Not much is known about her, just that she is one of Alina’s best. Then one day she hung up her guns.

Mikhail fought like a caged beast, his fists breaking bones, his knife slashing open throats, but even he could not defy the inevitable. Pascal turned, just in time to see a Ghosted assassin lunge at him. The blade found his ribs, slicing through muscle and bone. He gasped, his vision blurring, as he crumpled to his knees. The assassin yanked the knife free, and Pascal fell face-first onto the bloodied ground, his last breath leaving his lips in a ragged whisper. Mikhail, his face streaked with blood, stared at the bodies of his fallen men. He had failed them. He had underestimated Alvarez, underestimated the power of the Ghosted.

He will be good police if only he is not an assassin. Since I don't think I'm going to get anything tonight, I'd better just go home and rest my mind. Tomorrow I will start gathering data again about that slippery assassin. Once I catch him it will be the greatest accomplishment I will feel in my life. Because Silent Assassin is one of a kind. He is like a famous wild herb that many people admire and desire but no one sees. If some people call him Silent Assassin others call him the Ghost Hero. Because he only kills evil people and he doesn’t show up just like a ghost. But for me, he is still a criminal who should be arrested. Because he shouldn’t be putting the law in his hands. So I have t

“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.

Ellaine looked beside her and for a moment, she was distracted. Keisha lodges herself forward and kicks her in the face. "Fuck!" she screamed loudly, dropping the gun on the driver's side. Ellaine pushed the corpse away to try and get her gun back but Keisha would not allow it. "By now you probably know I'm an assassin,don't you?" Keisha asked while she was running out of breath. She kicked Ellaine in the face again, slamming her head against the front of the car. "A terrible one," Ellaine answered before grabbing Keisha's foot.

His eyes looked relaxed, not anything like they were seconds ago when he looked at Collin. “You as well, Invisi-boy,” Callie dramatically bowed back. “Callie!” I shrieked. My face changed ten shades of red before settling in the deepest color of it. “Invisi-boy, huh?” he laughed. “It was that or Ghost Boy,” Callie replied matter-of-factly. “Are you a ghost, by the way?” “No,” Hunter smirked, “I’m an assassin.” “Knew it.” Callie nodded. “An assassin from an alien planet coming to scope out a new world to create a new colony on, right?”

His eyes weren't their usual striking gold anymore; they were a terrifying, glowing crimson, burning with the promise of absolute death. In a display of terrifying, supernatural speed, Cassian intercepted the assassin before the man's boots could fully settle on the floor. He didn't just hit the man; he pulverized him. Cassian caught the assassin by the throat mid-air, the force of his grip snapping bone instantly, and slammed him down into the marble floorboards. The wood cracked under the impact. The threat was neutralized in a matter of seconds, the second assassin dropping like a stone, completely lifeless before he even knew what had hit him.

The Assassin said with an evil smirk. “Like you have the balls to do that!” Grace taunted. “Trying to make me angry my dear? Very clever of you, but I am not an amateur at this. We’ve spent enough time on chitchat, say goodbye, Kurt!” The Assassin said. The Assassin was about to pull the trigger, but Grace jumped and push the Assassin's arm up making him miss Kurt. She then stabbed Phoenix pin right into the Assassin's eye. Kurt shouted to raise the alarm as the Assassin pistol-whipped Grace.

There was no need to confront him until I gathered enough evidence to take him out myself or report him to the Volturi. "I know what I'm doing, Samuel," I assure him. The throng of vamps at the entrance parted as we approached. I could hear their whispers and subtle ruminations about my decision to have the she-wolf. Not everyone was pleased I'd bought her, but again, not everyone would be pleased with everything I did no matter how good. "I feel like Jax has something to do with the latest assassination conspiracy. The she-wolf is his bait." Samuel's aqua-colored irises widened. I could feel the mental clocks clogging the puzzle into place. "No wonder he was pressing you so bad to attend th

She said and I wasn't surprised. I knew she was wasn't a regular person. I knew she was up to something. I knew she knew too much for her own good. "I am a free assassin," She said and it all made sense. Free assassin never worked or belonged to a clan, they get hired to work for an important mission and after that they are discarded even if the Mission failed. They had an immortality card. "I would not kill Mason if you tell me where my child is," I said and she nodded her head slightly.