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Even after Micah rescued me and the new batch of kids from that man and found me a home with his family, it has never stopped. Micah is a badass assassin who works for some secret assassin guild. Of course, I only know this because he was the one that rescued me from that house of horrors. All of the assassins he works with are gorgeous and total bad assess. Seriously, all of the men are beyond gorgeous. I try not to think about it too much because of him. Who is him, you ask? Well, he’s Connor Archer.

An insult to me and everything I believed and stood for. It was foreign, annoying, and entirely impossible for me. Such a predicament only happened to weak men—and I damn right wasn’t weak I pressed the nozzle deeper into her neck. “I’m not falling for anyone," I snapped, “she’s a mission. Nothing more. When the time comes, I’ll finish it. I’ll off her and walk away without looking back.” It felt like I was talking more to myself than to her.

she called out. “I’m fine,” he ground out. “Stay behind me.” The assassin twisted, kicking up a spray of mud as they darted around Kai with inhuman agility. Elise barely had time to throw herself to the side before a blade sliced through the space where her throat had been. Lightning flashed—white, blinding—and for a split second she saw the assassin’s eyes. Hollow. Empty. No hesitation. No emotion. This was no scout. No spy. This was a hunter.

I'd trusted Ava and for some reasons, everything went down the hill. A voice in my head kept asking why I was trusting Cassien so easily. And although I still hated his guts, I'm able to walk freely because of him. Who knows where I'd have ended up if his team didn't get me? Fuck, I didn't want to owe anyone. The plan was simple, straight forward and was supposed to be a piece of cake to execute. If not for the fact that I was going after one of the largest mafia in the city and a very dangerous person. My mind drifted back to the room where I'd woken up, with Cassien feets away from me. His worry stricken face and his beautiful blue eyes. I'd willingly give myself to swim in them. Cassien u

He looked like a god of war. ​The office door splintered inward with a crash. ​The assassin moved faster than any normal wolf. The killer wore a skin tight black leather suit, a dark hood completely covering his face except for his dead black eyes, and a vibrant green serpent tattoo curled dangerously around his pale neck. He held twin curved daggers in his hands. Thick, glowing green liquid dripped steadily from both sharp blades. ​The assassin lunged forward without making a single sound, and aimed both poisoned blades directly at Zachery's bare chest.

Because the light was too weak, she couldn't see the fresh blood smeared all over the girl's body, only was surprised and shouted: “Shelly... ah!" Nurse Rose stared in disbelief at her stomach, which had just been pierced by a screwdriver and fell to the floor. The children around her were not surprised to see her suddenly fall down, but found a familiar figure entering. Shelly stomped her muddy feet on the nanny rose, smiling at them. The angelic smile at this moment was bloodthirsty like a devil, and his eyes were red like hell fire. "Asian! Asian! Asian!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"You can be an assassin if you're not a hitman!" "What's the difference?" I asked, having never heard of such a word. Ignacio grinned. "An assassin also kills for something in return. Most would kill for credits like a hitman but there are some who choose to kill for personal reasons or obligations. I thought it would suit you with your fight against the Parliament for liberation." I thought about it for a while. "Night Walker – The Liberal Assassin… There's a nice ring, I like it." The silence was comfortable for a while until I realised something. "Wait, how do you know what an

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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."

I spat bitterly. "You've got a point there." Ares said, "isn't it time for him to resign yet? He's like seventy, no?" I fought the urge to laugh at what he said before correcting, "He's fifty. I don't think he'll resign for another thirty years." We both stopped when we entered the hall. "See you around, il mio adorabile assassina." Ares said with a smirk. (My lovely killer/assassin) "That's a hell of a way to call a cold blooded assassin." I scoffed, my eyes darting around the place, looking for my father, ignoring all the eyes on me.

Mayari ignored Jim's remarks as she sat on the nearby chair and place her hand on the table that separated her from the elf. "I'm not here to say hi." she coldly stated. "Now start talking." "You're no fun." He sneered. "The truth is, I don't really know who's the mastermind of this case." "You're an assassin that is paid by an anonymous client." Mayari concluded. She knew the field very well. Jim was surprise that she was able to quickly grasp the situation. Nevertheless, she reached his expectation. "Yes." Jim nodded. "But judging by the amount of money he paid for the Royal Family's assassination and the very accurate informa