Assassin Vampire Novels & Stories

He could hear the heavy breathing and and whincing of man on the other side of call. The assassin looked around with heavy heart all his brothers were lying death on the floor. "Boss we lose" Hearing his words Lucifer lost his patience and became enraged. His asked in fury "What the hell are you spouting, where is Blake?" "Boss we were attacked by QA organization and queen herself visit here it seemed that she had already anticipated what we were planning. All our members are killed no one is left. I shot her and even my dagger pierced her stomach but she was alive nothing happened to her.

Another assassin said, "You are so great, you look very much like the first uncle. No wonder they didn't suspect you! ” "Huh, yes of course because this is an easy thing. The four princes were so stupid, even the Kayau-Kayau king and Queen Kimimoon. They had absolutely no way of recognizing which was the real first uncle and which was the fake first. But are you sure, you've got rid of him without being seen by anyone ?. " The faces of the four assassins spontaneously broke out in cold sweat. But with confidence, someone represents his three friends to speak. "Yes, of course, there is no place for humans. The river flows into the territory of vampires who thirst for blood. "

She glanced at the blood in the knife with disgust as she turned to the remaining. The other two threw their guns to the ground and Brought out their weapons from wherever they hid it. "Ok let's do this" Scarlett smiled carelessly and turned the knife in her hands. The two assassins attacked at the same time each stabbing towards her vital points because their aim is her death. Scarlett smiled slightly as she moved her body slightly dodging the one that attacked from the right, while she gripped the knife of the one that attacked from the left, stabbing hers directly on his neck

Because the light was too weak, she couldn't see the fresh blood smeared all over the girl's body, only was surprised and shouted: “Shelly... ah!" Nurse Rose stared in disbelief at her stomach, which had just been pierced by a screwdriver and fell to the floor. The children around her were not surprised to see her suddenly fall down, but found a familiar figure entering. Shelly stomped her muddy feet on the nanny rose, smiling at them. The angelic smile at this moment was bloodthirsty like a devil, and his eyes were red like hell fire. "Asian! Asian! Asian!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

But I didn't, not when all I was focused on as she started to circle the edge of my desk, was bending her ass over my desk and screwing my self into her body and soul, leaving her wrecked only to fix her back together. Kayla walked between me and the desk, the smell of orange blossom and vanilla filling my nose as she lifted her ass onto my desk, legs dangling just in front of my knees. "If this is what it'll take to stop you from breathing down my neck, then sure." she said softly. Locking her eyes with mine, she slipped her sandals off her feet, her tits spilled over her dress in the process, giving me more than an eye-full of her pale, milky tits.

Dresses aren't my thing. I'll pick a pair of jeans or sweats before I put on a dress. Dresses make me feel exposed and uncomfortable. I'm a warrior. I don't find killing myself to look good as a priority for the fact that I don't care about finding a mate. The mate bond is ridiculous, in my opinion. Falling for someone and losing yourself in them just because the Moon Goddess paired you two is utterly pathetic. Being an assassin, I learned that loving someone only leads to hurting them or yourself. Love makes people vulnerable and weak, and I want no part of it.

The moment her words fell, three ghost-like dark silhouettes materialized behind Eranthe’s only escape route. They wore black long coats. Their pale, paper-white faces had pairs of eyes glowing a blood-red crimson, twisted with thirst. Sharp fangs bared at the corners of their mouths reflected a chilling gleam under the night. Vampire assassins. For a brief moment, Eranthe’s mind went blank due to extreme fear. In that frozen instant, she realized—Zora wasn’t engaging in petty jealousy. This insane woman was hiring assassins to kill her. “Tear her apart,” Zora screamed hysterically.

For a moment, it seemed like the conference would dissolve into chaos. Then someone made a move. A vampire from Moreau's faction—young, ambitious, clearly hoping to earn favor by taking down the upstart human—lunged toward the stage with supernatural speed. His claws extended, aimed at Jack's throat. He never made it. Three shapes materialized from the shadows—Void Kindred, their dark fur absorbing light, their yellow eyes burning with predatory focus. They intercepted the assassin mid-leap, driving him to the ground with a force that cracked the floor tiles.

It was the most beautiful, horrifying thing I’d ever seen. And God help me, I wanted to touch them. “You’re… you’re a vampire,” I whispered, my hand reaching out before I could stop myself. My fingers brushed his chin, my thumb ghosting over the edge of one sharp tooth. Marcus didn’t move. He let me touch him, his breath coming in hot, heavy drags. “I’m an assassin, Noah. I was raised to be a weapon. I’ve killed more people than you’ve had board meetings. And right now, every instinct I have is telling me to run before I ruin you.”

He wasn't going to kill her… at least not yet, not until he's gotten reasonable answers from her. “I-I don't know, but it was instinct.” She stammered before gaining her voice back. “Instinct? What kind of maid instinctively knows how to handle a glock?” he asked suspiciously. His eyes raked her body from top to bottom. Alina was undeniably beautiful. Even with her hair cut into a bobbed hairstyle, it matched her sharp features more. Her lips, cheeks and nose had this permanent flush that made her look innocent — completely hiding the fact that she's a bred assassin.