Assassin Romance Novels & Stories

For love is eternal. .................. I saw some readers getting very excited for the dark content ahead. It really gives me immense joy to see their excitement but here is a little bit of clarification it's not a dark romance so Asher wouldn't go dark like my mafia protagonists in my other books. Yes, he is a possessive man but don't expect him to take his enemies to warehouses and hang them upside down. Do give the rewards to the book if you are enjoying it and share the book among your friends.

“Whenever they met, the air crackled and sparks flew in the sky.” ― Avijeet Das Alessandro I am pounding Stacy but I didn't get fulfilled, I am dry as the Sahara. I extracted myself from behind her, "Alessy what is wrong baby? Do you want me to suck you clean?" Stacy purred. I hate my goddamn dick right now because it is limp and her purring is not fucking helping the situation. Laila screws with my head even my fucking dick is not cooperating with me. Suddenly my phone rang and I answered, without looking at who the caller was. "Capo our hacker found who contracted the assassin," Antonio said. Stacy got down on her knees wanting to suck me off.

We locked the dungeon’s door and walked back toward the bedroom, making sure to walk in the shadows as we did, careful not to be seen. We entered the bedroom and I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief when we did, wrapping my arms around Iris and pulling her in for a hug. The two of us were yet to grieve over who was once the best assassin of her time. She was known for her strength, power, and purity. The idea of her betraying the way she did would have never occurred to my mind had we not lived through it, and seeing that she tried hitting two birds with one stone, and that one of those birds was Iris and I didn’t come as pleasing to me.

Zeve knit her brows as I took away the dagger from her hands and threw it far away from us. “You are mine. In the previous life, in this life, and in all the lives to come. You are mine. My assassin. My beloved assassin. You thought you could kill me and run away? Bad luck on a drunk night like this when I have finally found you in this life. You know what we do with assassins here?” I spoke against her parted lips that twitched because of my every breath. She tried hard to speak initially. Then she gave up and leaned in to kiss me when I looked to the side, avoiding her lips.

He asked and finally strode to his table. She threw herself on the seat opposite him and stared him down. “I don’t like the taste of ass.” She pointed out and he gazed at her with pride. The Den was just a glorified name for the tower that housed the most dangerous assassins ever seen in Ilyria. “With that sharp tongue of yours, you’re lucky you have a soft spot in my heart.” He drawled and she laughed. “About as soft as the edge of a sword.” She replied and his eyes flashed.

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.

A true assassin can use anything as a weapon. A single needle was enough to kill. The female assassin moved with lightning speed, the air whistling with her motion. In a split second, Austin's pupils constricted to the extreme. He rolled to the side, breaking free from the assassin's grip on his chest, and landed on the floor. Before he could get up, the room darkened as the assassin leaped over the bed, diving toward him. "Get off!" Austin kicked upward with explosive force, his powerful leg muscles sending the assassin flying.

“They move in shadows. They never fail. By the time anyone knows they’re there, it’s already done.” His words sent heat straight through me, danger and lust winding together until I was dizzy. When his mouth covered mine, I let the hunger spill, my body arching against him. His hands were rough, pulling silk up my thighs. I gasped as he lifted me, and in moments we were tangled in sheets, his breath hot at my throat. Forbidden. Reckless. Perfect. The Assassins Shadows lengthened with the late sun. Three of them moved, soundless, their steps swallowed by the shadow, only silence.

I did not stutter. "Maybe you should answer my question first, and then I'll tell you how I knew, that you are an assassin and that, you were in New York to kill me." He said. Aris just had this neutral look on his face, that I couldn't even see through him or, I get to know what's going on in his head. Does he hate me? Is he here for revenge? Of my, this is all fucked up. "Find, since you know all about me. I guess there's no need stalling. You are right, and I was in New York to kill you, unfortunately I couldn't do it. Are you satisfied?." I asked him, folding both my hands underneath my boobs.

the assassins voice was a warning thick with the promise he would carry through with and Lou would never speak with her again. “NO” Lou screamed in blind fury “you already took my Lottie you won't take her daughter from me!” Lou tried to scramble to his feet and lunge for Dante but the assassin was much stronger and more agile than the old Omega, even with his almost broken mate in his arms, Dante sidestepped his advance easily and kicked Lou in the ribs causing the older man to crumble to the floor groaning. Mj began to wiggle and Dante set her on the floor as she dove to the still groaning butcher on the floor. “Who was she to you Lou answer me!”