Assassin Is Stronger Than The Hero Novels & Stories

“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.

As a matter of fact, he admired Tiger’s courage and skills and he wanted to rope Tiger over to his side. Then, his assassin group would grow stronger with the addition of Tiger. As for the men he lost, they were too weak to be considered anything, hence he had no scruples against their death. The fight was fierce. Tiger was powerful. He relied only on his fists and kicks, yet he was able to hold himself against seven to eight hitmen and assassins. In fact, he was even able to seize the opportunity to heavily injure a few of them. Unfortunately, the advantage did not last long. While he was strong, he was just one man, and he was at a disadvantage. His stamina started to falter and flaws in h

I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I prepared to face the threat head-on. And then, it happened. The assassin emerged from the shadows, a figure cloaked in darkness. Their steps were calculated, their movements precise. But they were no match for the trap we had set. Victor sprang into action, his skills honed by years of navigating treacherous waters. A battle ensued, the clash of steel against steel, a dance of life and death. Each move was a calculated risk, every second a fight for survival. I watched in awe as Victor fought with a ferocity I had never witnessed before. His love for me, his determination to protect me, fueled his every strike. In that moment, I saw

“His track record speaks for itself. He has had over a hundred missions, all against elite targets, and not a single failure. He has even slain a Transcendent Martial King!” Lord Barbenheim felt very confident. “Dustin, I know your strength is remarkable, but even you should tremble before the world’s top assassin!” Jonah was a force Lord Barbenheim had spared no expense to hire. He wanted to make sure that Dustin would not survive this encounter. Jonah was the strongest assassin from Death Hall and the top assassin in the world. Lord Barbenheim was confident that Jonah could eliminate Dustin.

Her eyes were hard and confident but also had something Alessa hadn’t expected–curiosity. For years, Isabelle had been the stronger one, the prodigy, the girl molded into perfection by Vittorio’s brutal teachings. Alessa had always been a step behind, struggling to keep up with her sister’s swift strikes and merciless precision. But tonight was different. Tonight, Alessa’s every move carried the weight of her anger, her loyalty to Sophia and the quiet strength she had forged in silence.

“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

The assassin has shown almost everything he wants every normal human to possess; respect, compassion, conscience, love– both fatherly and couple-wise, and a bit of courage. Even though the assassin tried to kill him, he is unable to kill him at this point. That is the difference between a heartless killer and a God! Gods show compassion while killers are just like devils; they only know how to kill and destroy. That is the work of their master, it is their work too. He takes a deep breath and nods to himself before looking down at him. "On one condition, I'll let you off this time."

And This is Her favorite Genre. They were screaming in pain , people who were present in cell were enjoying the show. Beside no one dares to go against Lilianah. Whole dungeon was filled with their screams. Some female assassin's were whispering with each other. They were saying That Lilianah has no mercy and they should never go against her. Assassin 1- "Its been long when I've seen boss this enraged" Assassin 2- "Yes, you are right. It seems they had offended boss extremely"

Jaxon I hate leaving Maleah looking so sad, but there’s nothing I can do. This is who I am, and she will have to become accustomed to it. I’d love to tell her I’ll retire from the Confradia as I planned before. Unfortunately, I can’t. Logan and I are the only ones we trust to help maintain order between our people since there are too many doubts mounting within our ranks. Logan and I have noticed a lax in control between our leaders and have become distrustful of their motives. I guess a lot of it has to do with how the board handled the Kazik situation. There were too many questions and suspicions. The heads of the Confradia gave in too quickly to his demands, which created an irreparabl