Assassin Spy Novels & Stories

Her back arched into him and his skin on her skin dissolved the thoughts from her head. “Be still!” He snarled. Was it her imagination or was his voice gruffer than it was before? He yanked up the sleeve of her dress and exposed her tattoo. “A spider.” He spat, reviled. Yes, she was. Every assassin in The Den was called a Spider and damn him, she was the best at what she did!

*giggles* After that, I'm going to ki- "Wtf! Bro, stop smiling, it's terrifying." Relax, William, that's your brother. "SHUT UP," I demanded. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is William Carter, and I am a 36-year-old assassin. Reaper is the codename I use. Many people have motivations for being a spy, assassin, criminal, and so on. However, I became an assassin because of my father. Third-person pov

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.

Matteo started, he pulled out another picture from the envelope and dropped it on the table for Spade. He took it and clenched his jaw when he saw who it was "Sullivan Steel, a professional hired assassin, he runs an academy for assassins" Matteo explained but he knew Slade already knew that, Sullivan was one of the people who didn't see eye to eye with Spade, so it wouldn't surprise him if Sullivan wanted him dead, or if he was paid to kill Spade "His men did the shooting didn't they"? He asked and Matteo just nodded, he sighed out heavily

For the second time, he failed once again, which sealed the company’s conclusion that he’s better to them dead than alive. They sent another assassin after Viviana’s father, in which the accident took place. His code name was Colibri, an agent known for his ghost-like skills. He goes in and out of a country, eliminating targets and making it look like an accident. His specialty is orchestrating suicide-like kills. He’s the first of his kind, a traitor, a man condemned by his brothers for killing Christopher Martin, a man who’s now dead since he was captured by the CIA, not a week after he killed Viviana’s father.

” ”PROFESSOR TAN, THAT IS ENOUGH! The whole room gets swallowed up in silence along with Doctor Reginald Estrellas’ aura of ferocity. Even Professor Johnny almost fell off his chair. ”We will not waste time with your sermons! You speak once about your latest complaint and then you can step out of this hall as soon as you are done!” ++++++++++ “So the assassin is freelance?” ”Yep, not even part of his Elite Team. This one is one of those for hire bastards that were once part of a shitty pirate squad up in the Maldives area. Fucking overpriced if you ask me.”

“Then we gather them. Quietly. Before the council’s spies tighten their net.” Above them, on a rooftop blurred in darkness, a figure crouched. The assassin’s breath was steady, eyes cold as he watched the pair speak below. He did not move, did not whisper. His task was only to follow, to mark where the flame walked so the strike could be planned with precision. His hand tightened on the dagger at his belt, itching for the command that would come soon enough. ⸻

Wyatt took a breather. “The guy is a secret Hired Assassin” Maya took a glance at Wyatt like he didn’t know what he was saying. “Do you know what you’re saying, Wyatt?” Maya yelled at him. “Off course! Digger said, he is a dangerous hired Assassin that he, his men and police officers have been on his case for over ten years now. In addition, he said that guy used to penetrate into people’s life as a business partner or lover or friends and he killed without a trace---“

Are you really a spy for the Queen and my older brother? "Yes, Your Majesty," Morry replied before saying goodbye and leaving to follow his orders. As he waits for the news about Assi from Morry he is quietly drinking alcohol. He could not understand why his chest was heavy whenever he thought that Assi was a spy of his enemies. And he secretly wished that Assi sneak out from his manor because she was just bored in her room and not because she would meet someone outside the manor. And that someone is his enemy. Hee waited about half an hour before Morry returned to where he was. He immediately stood up when his faithful guard approached him.

The remaining operatives quickly regrouped and rushed up to the second floor to help their comrades. This distraction gave Aspen on the third floor the perfect opportunity to make her move. Her fighting style was pure assassin. She specialized in stealth, striking fast and precisely with the goal of killing in one blow. Her dagger flashed through the darkness and instantly claimed a life. The dozen or so Shadow Division members who were heading down to the second floor were all shocked by the sudden attack. Some rushed to help their fallen comrade while others roared in anger and launched a furious assault on Aspen.