Assassination Academy Novels & Stories

I yelled back, shaking my head. The idiot has the habit of mentioning the exotic cars we both own. I'm not really proud of it. The organization we work for provided us with them because Lee and I are like the top officials or something. Well, that isn't a total lie. Lee and I are top major assassins in the organization. We all have ranks depending on the number of our successful missions. I have never had a failed mission but Lee has had a failed mission. It's really weird.

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

She could not fathom why she was abducted here. Anne somehow felt that this woman despised her. Why was she being looked down upon for? "This is the headquarters of the assassins. Lilian was the only one that lived from the last batch of assassins. In our current batch, there will also be only one person who could live." Anne roughly understood the model of the organization. It seemed that they aimed to produce the best assassin. There will always be someone better than you. This was a cruel system. The price to pay was the lives.

As the realization dawned that she was under Satan's influence, a palpable sense of dread settled over the assembled assassins. The subsequent events unfolded in agonizing slow motion. The lady's movements seemed to defy time itself as she revealed the bomb strapped to her chest. The faint beeping of the device filled the chamber, creating a dissonant symphony of impending destruction. The assassins, caught in a paralyzing moment of disbelief, scrambled to react, but their efforts were futile.

(Dead Assassin) One of the assassin that wanted to act gloriously died when a bullet blasted his skull right open. It was a simply like a scene of a fish that jumps out of water and got skewered by a harpoon. “……S.W.A.T unit! Boxed in!!..advance!!!….let no one escape!!..”.(Commissioner Layla)

Each and every one of them had tensed up, feeling the passion coming through their screens which caused their blood to boil. This included Adaline, who was still at Swallowston University. She was praying for her brother’s safety in front of the television, seeing how this was her first time watching her brother fight in a real battle. In fact, this was a fight that was going to go down in history. Close to a thousand assassins surrounded Adrian who was wielding two pistols. There were all kinds of weapons dangling from his uniform, waiting to be used against his enemies. At that moment, the assassins were closing in. When they were less than three hundred meters away, a general in black rob

She watches the man, his face, his expression, and the sinister smile that made her sick in her stomach. Brushing Dimitrios's hands off her shoulder she ran in front where the John was standing in front of the hanging and battered body. Derek's eyes were almost drooping but he didn't miss the chance to watch her pulling out the revolver from its holster of John. John was quick enough to grab a hold of Iris before she pulled the trigger pointing the gun at Derek. A strange smile appeared on his face watching the little girl acting like an assassin suddenly. "An assassin always remains an assassin." He mumbled with great difficulty but couldn't complete when another punch landed on his face an

Asha was a Beta and normally trained on the other side of the training field with the rest of the pack, unlike Layla who trained alone with Adrian because she was trained for a specific purpose. Ever since she could remember, Blake had made sure that she was trained by his best warriors, trained to be an assassin. From the time he had rescued her as a child, Blake told her how her entire family had been murdered by the Alpha of the Black Water Pack, Seth Black Water. Both her parents, along with the rest of her pack, had been slaughtered and wiped out by Alpha Seth and the Black Water Pack and Layla had sworn to take revenge for her parent’s deaths. She had trained for the last ten years for

“Was it a power play? To show me how unwanted­­— ” A jerk and push had me shaken to my vessels and I am suddenly inches above the ground dangling on his whim, my ass firm on Alessandro’s desk with his lips in touching distance. His blazing green orbs drilling in my lens sheathed eyes. All sagas of his brutality running past my eyes, I was befuddled that his fiancé was above him. I was bulldozed level treffied now; It was like even my blood was frozen. My eyes shone in anxiousness, I trust my lens disguised.

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.