Assassin Spy Novels & Stories

Alastair's POV I stared at the report on my desk, my jaw clenched so tight it ached. Hayes stood across from me, talking rapidly. "The assassin's name was Kairo Venn. He's a low-level mercenary, known for taking jobs others wouldn't touch.” His eyes flickered to me uncertainly before adding. “He's been linked to several deaths over the past five years, but nothing we could prove in court." "And who hired him?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.

Before he spoke, he blew out a lot of smoke. “In exchange for your freedom from prison, you will work for our organization as assassins.” “You make us murderers?” Lie asked seriously. “What does assassin mean?” I asked innocently. “Yes. What does assassin mean?” Glendy asked who, like me, knew nothing about such work. “Assassin is someone who kills a famous or important person, usually for political reasons or in exchange for money. In other words, let them make us; murderer, killer, slayer, liquidator,” Lie explained to us.

It’s not like it’s a forbidden rule, Alas was just surprised that Ace got a girl, he inch backward and his sole met the end of the room, where the dust collected scattered to the drawer but not on a single frame. “She’s a spy,” Alas murmured and examined how the picture frame was placed, it was a skewed a bit from the right meaning they grabbed it on their left hand, the dust wasn’t much thick to that side so it means it just happened recently and based on Ace reaction he doesn’t know that happened and more… “No, she just came here to be my personal maid, as mom wants,” Ace tried to bore a reason, but Ace didn’t bought it. “I’m gonna tell you this, Ace,” he started, his eyes squinted on his

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"

Their guide sat on a rock and watched them quietly as she and Oscar hurriedly prepped for their mission. Colonel Briggs, the senior commanding officer of her battalion had called them the previous night for a meeting. They had barely entered his tent before he dove straight to the matter at hand. “I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you t

He hated the fact that she was a force to be reckoned and worse was that she wasn't even on his team but the opposition. As he pondered these questions, his phone buzzed with a message from Connor. He read the message, his eyes narrowing. "Evelyn Baker," he muttered to himself. The name sent a chill down the of every business man or higher ups in the city. He leaned back in his chair, his mind working round the clock. Evelyn Baker was no ordinary assassin. She was a ghost, a legend whispered among the shadows. And now, she was coming for him. He suddenly felt thrilled knowing the one who hacked his computer was Evelyn Baker. He had a certain attraction towards her, but the only thirst availa

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

And now only less than then assassins are left standing. One of the assassins took off its mask. It is a middle aged man. A man familiar to me. "El Morte," I said under my breath. It is the name of the guild. And the man who took of his mask is one of their first class assassins, Franco. I know him because we once fought but he escaped when he got severely injured. Didn't know he actually survived that. "Isn't it ironic? Werewolves are very strict when it comes to morality, and yet you are with an assassin from House of Spades?" Franco said playfully as his eyes drifted to me.

I have to deal with this also as if I don't have enough on my plate right now, Ammy Watson is the very first wolf Assassin; she was exceptional at her training and was the very first wolf sent on a mission; she had the number one branded in all her stuff. She went on numerous missions before I was ever ready to join her in the fields. We slowly became close, since I was the second wolf assassin. I think that made us a little closer. But then she one day went rogue; it was over a man, I guess. The organization filled us in on everything. I tried to make her come back to the organization, but she wouldn't fucking listen.