Assassin Vampire Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You can be an assassin if you're not a hitman!" "What's the difference?" I asked, having never heard of such a word. Ignacio grinned. "An assassin also kills for something in return. Most would kill for credits like a hitman but there are some who choose to kill for personal reasons or obligations. I thought it would suit you with your fight against the Parliament for liberation." I thought about it for a while. "Night Walker – The Liberal Assassin… There's a nice ring, I like it." The silence was comfortable for a while until I realised something. "Wait, how do you know what an assassin is? Even the term "hitman" was nowhere to be found in the normal archives."

TAMSYN'S POV Checking the bodies, I could not see any bite or injury that may have led to their death. All three bodies were pale as if they were drained of their blood, and for a moment I wondered if vampires were our murderers but I quickly canceled that alternative since there was no bite. "I have an impression that our victims were poisoned,'' I revealed turning to face Caspian who had been staring at me silently. “What makes you say that? I mean, how will you know that?"Aslan asked frowning.

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

She gave him another look and couldn’t take her eyes off him. “How come he looks so damn attractive even when he’s sleeping peacefully?” She wondered aloud incredulously. She kept staring at the man and suddenly noticed the family crest on its bow, where she encountered a familiar symbol, she had only seen in classic vampire movies. “Why is this sort of scenario giving me a vampire movie vibe?” And she was about to check herself the ankh circa out of morbid curiosity, but when she touched it, something pricked her finger and caused it to bleed.

She said and I wasn't surprised. I knew she was wasn't a regular person. I knew she was up to something. I knew she knew too much for her own good. "I am a free assassin," She said and it all made sense. Free assassin never worked or belonged to a clan, they get hired to work for an important mission and after that they are discarded even if the Mission failed. They had an immortality card. "I would not kill Mason if you tell me where my child is," I said and she nodded her head slightly.

"Pure blood," a second voice whispered, and Allena looked to the side, his gaze finding a dark-haired vampire. Man, he remembered. The Vampire clan leader he and Boss taken over after former leader had sacrificed herself in tribute to Lucifer. She'd never actually met them, even before the war had broken out, but she was aware of the vampire's physical prowess as well as his considerable influence in the downward. Boss fangs dropped as a snarl ripped from his mouth. "Wolf!"

His speed improved significantly, the wolf quickly gaining on the figure that ran ahead. Joshua and the rest of the guards were not in wolf form, but they quickly caught up on the Alpha's trail, and followed closely behind. As Ash became closer and closer to the escaping suspect, Asher was shocked to find that it was a human form, running on two feet, and yet, it was almost as if the feet did not touch the ground. Ash growled again as the figure's scent entered his nostrils. It wasn't human. Their sweat carried the stench of a coffin, or a very stuffy cave, and Asher's suspicions were confirmed. It was a vampire. Specifically, an assassin. They were specially trained to kill and escape.

Every strike, every dodge, every snap of fangs was a declaration: Blackwood would not fall, not today, not to assassins, not to traitors. Finally, with a coordinated lunge, Kade and Lena struck simultaneously, claws and fangs tearing into the master assassin. The cloak fell back, revealing a scarred face, eyes blazing with hatred and disbelief. The assassin’s body crumpled to the stone floor, defeated but alive—barely.

He traced her face using the tip of his nose and then licked her lips. “And, I will be the one and only man in your life, Clandes. You’re just mine,” Avissar said and then bites Clandes that made her a vampire.

Coming to a door, I eased it open and my anger flared as a bloody scene filled my eyes. Blood. So much fucking blood gushed from the wound on her neck. Who was she? Why did this asshole hurt her? Why was the word, “MINE” echoing in my psyche? Not waiting to get an answer, I pounced. I took the vampire to the floor, slamming the bastard’s head to the floor. A grunt of pain answered the blow but it didn’t faze the asshole. No. this one was damned strong. He pushed me off him and we circled each other.