Assassin's Cowl Novels & Stories

Was gone. Rowan returned from outside carrying something wrapped in cloth. "We found this." He unfolded it. It was a black throwing knife. Its handle carried the mark of a white raven. Cassian's face hardened. "I know that symbol." I looked at him. "Who does it belong to?" He stared at the knife for a long moment before answering. "The Raven Guild." "The finest assassins in the kingdom." "They don't kill for money." "They kill..." "...to keep secrets buried."

"They made the cure for you, too. These are the assassins trained to hunt the unwritten. Their blood is made of lead and virus. One scratch from those needles, and your fire will turn into ash. Your story will be deleted forever." The twelve assassins leaped from the roofs, landing in a perfect circle around Rowan and me. They didn't snarl. They didn't breathe. They just raised their green needles, and the red lines on their masks began to pulse in sync with my heartbeat. Damon leaned back against the door, his silent smile widening as he watched his secret weapon close in. He hadn't just brought a knife to a gunfight; he had brought an eraser to a drawing. I raised my spear of light, but th

"Grab the blades, Elara! Now!" I lunged for the daggers, my fingers closing around the cold hilts just as a figure materialized from the darkness near the wardrobe. It wasn't a wolf. It was a man cloaked in tattered grey robes, his face hidden by a mask of bone. An assassin of the Coven. He didn't speak. He moved with a terrifying, fluid speed, a vial of shimmering purple vapor in his hand—the same symbol I had seen dissipating over the Inquisitor's body.

She wasn’t fast enough. Maximus landed on her from the upper vent in a full aerial descent. Elora blocked her exit. Three blows later, the assassin was disarmed. I stood over her. Looked her in the eye. “You’re not a threat,” I said. “You’re a note from cowards in high chairs.” She didn’t speak. I didn’t need her to. We sent her back in pieces. Not dead. But marked. And the coin? Returned in Maximus’s own blood, sealed in a glass vial.

Snow answered, her voice sincere, and walked past Auron to the other side of the room, where she sat on a wooden bench. Auron tried to make it make sense, but it didn’t. If Bowman didn’t kill his brother? Who did? Why did the killer confess it was Bowman? Oh no… he ruffled his head in realisation. They were too focused on finding the culprit; they believed the first name the assassin mentioned. “The assassin mentioned Bowman’s name. He told us everything. He said Bowman was in the north recruiting other packs to join him in fighting Grithim.” Auron said, scratching the back of his head.

he said. His informant sighed and nodded. “It took me a lot of work to even turn up something about that girl,” he said. “And seeing as how it is Raven’s Gate that we’re talking about after all, I’m not that surprised. It took me close to a month just to find out what I did.” He paused and took a deep breath before speaking again. “That girl who is christened ‘Number 12’ in Raven’s Gate…and from what I know, the child assassins are all given a number, and it is what they are known as within that organisation.” Tohya and Yuri both nodded.

“But yes.” Kael looked at me like he was trying to fit that truth over the version of me he’d decided existed. The human girl. The mate. The target. The assassin. None of those versions matched cleanly, and honestly, I didn’t blame him for struggling. I had been living inside all of them, and I still didn’t know which one was real. Rowan ripped something from inside the cargo panel. A small black device with a blinking red light sat in his palm. “Found it,” he said.

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"

The arrival of the executive assistant director was something that she had not counted on. “What the f8ck is a CIA operative doing in my building?!” Director Vincent hollered the moment the door of the conference room was closed. He looked at her hardly for a long while. “What assignment did Marshall give to you, Walters? Did he plant you here to retrieved information about the incidents?” “Why don’t you ask him since he’s the one giving the order?” Alex shot back. She looked at the director darkly. “I’m simply a pawn here to do his bidding as well as yours, if I may say.”

He appeared so nice and serene. "From what you can see, our enemy was just like any normal supernatural being. From here, we finally understand that there is no one with the word monster written on his or her forehead. Each one of you needs to be extremely careful and trust no one, "Aslan advised. "In this room, there are 20 of us. Tamsyn with her 5 work members, Aslan, and his 4 assistants, then comes Nolan and his 6 work members, then finally 3 members of the army together with me, making 20 of us. Given the fact no one here can be trusted, we have no choice but to take a blood oath "Caspian finally announced and silence fell in the room.