Novel & Cerita Assassin Oc

Slowly, Segun let me go and he dropped the knife. "What're you going to do. Shoot me?" He smirked at her. She didn't reply, instead she reached down, picked up the tie Segun had dropped and threw it at me to stop the blood from dripping. I caught the tie and rolled it around my neck. A wave of dizziness it me before I was done and I staggered a little bit but gained control. "You can't shoot me, you don't even have the guts to pull the..." before he could finish, the sound of the gun was heard, loud. Along with a scream from him.

He looked very different from the previous timeline, where he acted like he was God’s gift to the world. When threatened, even vermin fought to survive, much less Luis. He appeared anxious as he tried to get himself out of this predicament. “It was my fault that I arrived late, but Cara has always mistreated Bianca, using her pregnancy as an excuse to do whatever she wanted. Before leaving, she even stole my communication device. I didn’t even know there was an assassination attempt!” My heart skipped a beat when he said this. I gave a bitter laugh. The communication device I had begged for had suddenly become something I had stolen.

He locked his gaze directly on my stomach. "The spark must be extinguished," the assassin rasped, his voice sounding like two heavy stones grinding together. "Before the unborn king rises." "Touch her and I'll gut you!" Maya roared, lunging forward with her dagger! "Maya, NO!" I screamed! The assassin didn't even flinch. With terrifying, speed, he dodged Maya’s strike, grabbed her by the wrist, and slammed her violently against a heavy stone pillar! CRACK!

Bianca Salvatore has spent her entire life learning one thing: never trust anyone. Raised in foster homes and shaped by a childhood she would rather forget, Bianca had built herself into what had become the nightmare of even the most powerful men in the underworld —a highly skilled, cold-blooded assassin with a reputation for never failing a contract. Then she is given the contract of a lifetime: kill Luca Vincenzo, the ruthless and untouchable leader of the most powerful mafia cartel in Boston. Luca is everything Bianca has been trained to kill—dangerous, calculating, wealthy, and seemingly impossible to kill. When Bianca's assassination attempt goes wrong, she finds herself at L

Another slumped against the wall. And someone standing over my child. The assassin turns slowly. Calm. Masked. “Too late,” he says. I don’t remember screaming, but my throat burns. Kieran lunges. Too far. Too slow. The assassin moves fast. A blade flashes. Blood splashes. Small hands clench. The blade drops. Silence crashes down. The assassin falls but not before the damage is done. I rush forward, my knees hitting the ground. I gather my child into my arms.

The glare I received made me tighten my grip as I shook my head. Colin, who was watching us this entire time, grinned. “Looks like the little lady here isn’t just for show… If you know what’s good for him, you’ll spend the night with me.” Ignacio looked torn. This wasn’t planned and he seemed to have forgotten that I was a man who trained with a retired hitman to become an assassin. I smiled and gave him a gentle push, urging him to leave. Gritting his teeth, Ignacio glared at Colin who was gloating over Ignacio’s defeat. “I’ll be leaving for the night then, Mr Veneral. Please enjoy your 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"

“Okay, here goes. I work for a government organization of Assassins. My organization specializes in high-priority cases involving men, or women in some cases, that have done atrocious things but can escape justice because they’re wealthy and connected.” I’m shocked, speechless. At first, I think Declan’s playing some kind of trick on me, but the sober look on his face tells me otherwise. Breath hitching, I lick my lips and ask. “You're not lying, are you?” Declan shakes his head with a somber frown and tightens his fists. I can tell that he wants to touch me, but he’s unsure whether I’d be receptive. Releasing a breath, I nod my head in realization.

Since I am not as fast as I used to be, thanks to the injury, I need to be lethal while dishing out my blow. I made my way into the party to see Cain speaking with the Lycan prince. Immediately, he saw me. He excused himself and made his way out of the room. I headed towards him. "Kay," Agnar called out the minute he saw me. He was surprised by the way I looked, but I couldn't possibly tell him that I was fighting assassins. "I will be right back, baby," I said, leaving through the same door. It was a little dark outside, but it was no problem for me as I could see clearly. I sniffed the air, and there was that cologne. He tried jumping on me, and I dodged him.

"A terrible sadness has gripped our people for as long as I have been Keeper. I found it lurking in the shadowy corners of my office when I was elevated. I now imagine it haunted my predecessors for some time as well. At least I will pass on knowing the name of our assassin." "The assassin is right here," Fatima spewed her hate at me. "You are correct," Krasimira chuckled. "The assassin is indeed in this room. Its name is A****n. I need a moment, please." She stood and walked to the doors. What she wanted didn't take long at all. "Gun," we heard her request. The magazine fell to the ground. The sole bullet did not follow. Krasimira walked tenderly into the office as if every step tore like f