Assassin Pride Novels & Stories

It's possible this guy already knows my plan and I’ll no doubt have to take him down before I even get close to Gideon. "There's no way she can find her way back; it's just not possible for a human to track like that.” I have to bite my tongue to keep myself from laughing; the fact that I’m human and not a shifter is making the guy in charge underestimate me and I’m happy for him to do that. Most guys underestimate me and don’t realise their mistake until I have my knife buried in their chest. I’m confident enough in my abilities and training that I don’t feel the need to peacock myself around like most males do when they’re at the top of their field. I understand why I’ve been taken; one as

Judging by her reaction to the animals that Joe brought, he assumed that she didn't know anything about who or what he was and most importantly who she was to him. "You might be wondering why I'm here, why we met the way we did. I'm actually a vampire prince from a realm called Tithen, " he practiced. 'Is mentioning the word Vampire too much?' he questioned in his head. No, that would probably scare her. Maybe talk about Tithen, give her a brief history of how it came about and how their cycle of birth, death and rebirth began. Then next reveal who he was and why she was important to him.

Sage grabbed a bottle of water from on of the reporters desk and emptied it on the assassin who jerked up. "So, Mr assassin. Am asking you nicely now. who sent you to murder Olivia?" Sage asked smiling at the criminal in a creepy manner as he paced around him in slow deliberate steps. "I-I-I don't know what you are talking about. let me go this instant!! You have no right to hold me down here" the assassin said. Sage burst into a sarcastic laughter and the guards joined in. "You hear that folks? he said we have no right to hold. him down"

The most powerful one is born after generations and blood, as he is left with no other choice, but to heed, obey and reply. “An assassin.” Drilled within him the laws and the creed that he needed to obey and put first than anything. His very ability, wit, and skill as an assassin brought him into the pedestal of the dark and cornered shadow of their very kingdom. Hail and somehow idolize, he is the very young age of thirteen knew nothing, but to kill as an art, to rule with a mask, and be the perfect assassin. Until. “7th Princess of the kingdom of Ameli, Princess Rain. Please to make your acquaintance, Prince Clayden.”

Well, aside from pretty much all of humanity, Michael Bay for crimes against ‘80’s and ‘90’s pop culture, and Winona Ryder for being a brat. Ever since that run-in with Nick, I have been taking informal daily martial arts lessons from Mary Sue. One major difference between assassins and P.S.K.’s is assassins are fully trained in martial arts. I’d never really had an interest in martial arts before, but after getting my ass handed to me by Nick in Duluth, I reluctantly admitted it might be a worthwhile skill to take up, because even before he joined T.H.E.M. as an assassin he was already a deadly martial arts expert. I didn’t want to have to see Mary Sue anymore than absolutely necessary, but

In all honesty, he had a valid point and I’ve definitely learnt my lesson. “You idiot! Is the mission more important than your life? It’s meaningless to take on a mission if you can’t see it to the end!” Now that was a low blow. It wasn’t as if I never tried. “What’s the point?” I stared into forest green eyes. “It’s going to be the same at the end. I’m not a hero. I’m an assassin, a murderer. Even if I succeed in taking down the Parliament, there is no way I’m going to be accepted for what I’ve done. I’ve always known that the day I bring the Parliament down, I will go down with them. In order for a better future that isn’t built on the blood of others, the cycle must end and it ends with m

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.

“To think that they dubbed you as the genius of the millennia who will put other Halflings to shame, ha! The Demon King Lucifer the Prideful was only lying when he announced your unparallel talents since a mere lowly being such as me can fool you for years now, your highness.” The young Halfling cast his eyes down. He was not struggling which made the four assassins smile in triumph. Their eyes wrinkled as their smirks hidden by a satin raven silk remained yet to be seen by the young prince whose eyes were now on the ground. The tightening of his chest and the clogging of his throat did not affect his devastated state which made it easier for the cluster of assassins to finish their job upon

Every time I saw softness entering a man who built himself entirely from brutality. Adrian belonged in darkness. Not beside someone like Ethan. And maybe that’s why jealousy tasted so bitter inside my mouth right now. Because deep down— I already knew Adrian would burn the entire world before letting anything happen to Ethan. A sharp scream suddenly echoed behind me. Nick finally got another answer. I crushed the cigarette beneath my heel slowly before turning around. The assassin was trembling violently now. “P-Prague…” he choked out desperately. “The order came from Prague…” Nick’s eyes narrowed sharply.

For what I have done, I accept the punishment bestowed on me for my disrespectfulness. My tender apology to you all. And with my most grateful respect to Nathan, our leader himself, I am sorry for my approach towards you. Please forgive me. Nathan smirked and let go of the bottom. Relieving the girls of their misery. They were all already weeping on the ground. The last time they felt that same pain was back in the day, when they were still under training. The pain was terrible, like their backbone was being pulled backward. Nathan went close to Emily and said to her: Weakness or weakness is the only way to kill a man, and that's why real assassins don't have one. Look at your weakness. Love