Assassin Pride Novels & Stories

Finally, I turned to look at him. I let my gaze trail over his taper fade, the messy blond hair that refused to behave and those stupid innocent blue eyes that made people trust him instantly. He had the face of a saint, smooth lines, sharp cheekbones, a mouth that curled too easily into a smile that could make anyone feel safe. But Olek wasn’t safe. He was the Syndicate’s golden boy; the number one assassin, top of the kill board for ten damn years. I was fifth, which wasn’t bad considering I’d only been in the game for six years.

Safiya Aris stared at me for a while and I hoped he believes my lie, about the whole farting thing. Gosh, this is so embarrassing. "Ohh, I see. I'll go drop the plate then." He says and walked out of my room. Phew, I need to be really careful from now on, Aris already knows my identity, I can't let him know am an assassin, I can't.

Emerald Devil was ranked 14th on the world’s assassin ranking, while Bloody Rose ranked ninth. This was no mere list of killers, but the most authentic and trustworthy assassin ranking in the world! All those on the list are the strongest and most renowned killers on the planet. Although there were only a few differences between nine and fourteen, the gap was actually quite considerable in reality. “How about counting me in?” Bloody Rose was a very sexy and voluptuous beauty, but as her name suggested, she was incredibly cruel and domineering at heart. “I want thirteen billion.” “You’re overstepping your boundaries, Bloody Rose.”

" Chef complimented me and shook my hand firmly. Uncle Stephen and Grandpa knew that I was not capable of killing, but I could always find a way to resolve the issue without shedding blood. My grandmother taught me the importance of reverse psychology and mind conditioning. Tiny and I left the interrogation facility since there was no need for us to stay there. The next thing we need to do is report to my grandfather what we discovered about the prisoner. We went straight to Grandpa's office. "Grandpa, we discovered that the prisoner who attacked us in the wrestling stadium is a member of the League of Assassins. Their mission was to assassinate me in that event and to capture Athena," I blu

Alssandro Leone Romano James Mathews hung up and rounded his shoulder to get rid of the fatigue he now had. He is my Vice-President, henchman, undertaker, right-arm man. Despite his age and charisma, he was an ice-berg. A cruel callous bastard. Though he looked pristine and refined to the nines he had more blood on his hands than I did. We always had hired hands but this sadistic sicko liked to get his hands dirty. He took a pussy, disposed of it. He took a dime, impenitently.

The assassin who attacked Keisha who wore white clothes to stain himself with the blood of the people he killed was standing in front of Shadow now. "So you're working for Sebastian?" he asked with a scoff and the assassin's eyebrows rose. He let go of Shadow's chin and scratched his head. "I'm here to kill him," Daimon uttered with a grunt and Shadow's eyes widened. The man bent down and sighed as he stared at his face again. "I have nothing to do with him…" Shadow grabbed his chains. "Let me out of this prison and you would never hear a word from me," he offered and the assassin chuckled with his boldness. From the looks of Shadow, he has been deprived of food and water, and completely bea

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.

Then, gritting his teeth and swinging his arm to knock his assailant back, he shot through his ribs. But before he could recover, another person emerged from the darkness. A blade flashed towards his face. Nicholas barely dodged, the sharp edge close enough to graze his cheek. He fired a shot, but Adrian's men, his attackers, were already on the move and they were swift and threatening. Grabbing his wrist, one of them roughly twisted it. His gun fell out of his hand and clattered against the concrete that had been soaked by the rain.

Russell explained. Rodgie grabbed his head with both hands. What he had just heard was unbelievable. In fact, this is a very heavy blow for him. “No that’s impossible. Tori can’t leave my mother and child alone. Tori is a good wife,” Rodgie lamented. Russell had investigated the prison leadership’s background. Rodgie deliberately took a job as a secret assassin to support his family. However, in his third act as a hitman, he actually made a mistake that got him caught and sentenced to life in prison.

While my father flops like a fish on the floor, I take his weapon, kick him in the head and reach for Taryn. Ava slumps against her wall, her eyes wide with shock. However, she looks unhurt, so I leave her and check on Taryn, Blood flows around both women like a pool. As an Assassin, I’ve seen a lot of death and have even caused some of them, but I have never felt fear as I do at this moment. Squatting down, I pull Tamsyn off Taryn.