Assassin Of Red Novels & Stories

We exchanged glances, and I was about to ask her a question when one burst through the window, shattering it, and threw a knife at Kat. I caught the knife mid-air before it could get to her. "They came for her," I said to myself. The assassin kicked me, but I quickly knocked her feet away, before it got to me. She threw a few punches, and I knocked them off too, I swiftly dug my claws into her chest, and ripped her heart out, and her lifeless body fell to the floor. Kat pulled off their masks one after another, and when she pulled out the mask of the one I ripped her heart open, she gasped.

He should have seen that coming for daring to ask a question when Hades hadn’t given orders. “Now that I have everyone’s attention,” Hades stands in the middle so we can all see him—but strangely, his eyes are on me. “The assassin for this job is Viper.” Everyone stills. Blood slowly drains from Jake’s face. I drop to my knees. “Alpha Hades—” “You’ve always been curious about the killers of your parents, right?” He has a small smirk on his face as he stares at me, and I ball my hands into fists. “And you’ve always wanted to be a full member of the Nameless.”

He touched the large clot, blood oozing through them as he retched and fell back. “Go,” he said gruffly with such force that his sandpaper-like voice barely rose to a whisper. But Camilla couldn’t move. Sitting on the floor, she shivering could only stand fixed to the floor, her body stiff from the shock of what she saw. What to do? She wanted to run, to fight, she could hear her own thoughts shouting inside her, her breathing was short and quick. drawing the bloodied blade out of the man’s chest, the assassin seemed not the least disturbed by what he had done as if his job was only to slit this man’s throat.

The Lucien who with one kiss manifested sensations I’d never experienced before. I had stood at his door last night, longing for his touch. That man had vanished, replaced by this bitter, twisted assassin who didn’t care about anyone but himself. “Don’t pretend you’re perfectly content in your life killing people.” This time his eyes widened in annoyance. “Listen, Bella, I am perfectly happy with my choices, except for agreeing to this shit. I’m not racked by guilt, wasting my life looking at the floor instead of realising there’s a fucking life out there!”

Assassins didn't do well with publicity. ​“What's wrong? Can't keep up?” His voice was laced with mockery as the car pulled up to the red carpet. The flashbulbs were blinding. ​“You wish,” I scolded. ​He chuckled coldly before stepping out of the car. The cameras began clicking furiously. To their surprise, he stretched forth his hand again. I placed mine in his, and the crowd went wild, curious to see the woman the terrifying Williams Carter was with.

The background sound from the TV filled the empty space and made her feel less fidgety. Ping. A message dropped, Alina was being transferred to Mexico for her pending detective case. “It can't be a coincidence.” she thought. This was her life now. Alina the Assassin. Life in the underground was hell when she first joined seven years ago. Trainings were even more brutal. But the one thing that fueled her was the burning thirst for revenge, to do that she had to survive and the only way for her to survive was to join the crime family.

It was Mack, the son of the crime boss that had ordered her father's murder. For a moment, she was stunned. She couldn't bring herself to pull the trigger. But then she remembered the years of training and discipline that had led her to this moment and steadied herself. Mack was just another job, and she was determined to complete it. As she made her way out of the bar, her thoughts were consumed by Mack and the revelation of his identity. She had never hesitated before, but something about him had made her pause. She had to remind herself that she was an assassin, and feelings had no place in this line of work.

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”

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.

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!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------