Assassination Classroom Author Novels & Stories

“It’s going to be the same at the end. I’m not a hero. I’m an assassin, a murderer. Even if I succeed in taking down the Parliament, there is no way I’m going to be accepted for what I’ve done. I’ve always known that the day I bring the Parliament down, I will go down with them. In order for a better future that isn’t built on the blood of others, the cycle must end and it ends with me.” Feeling the strain of talking after several days of bed rest, I didn’t register the pain. A loud slap resounding through the room and the ringing in my left ear was enough to stun me. “Stop deluding yourself. Do you think you’re the only one bearing the burden of this? Look carefully! Open your eyes! Aren’t

They reached the area and found it dead silent even more than their previous visit. Max signaled his men to take a position in case new targets or any new members arrived who were already on good terms with Yuri just to look at the situation. The man was no doubt the most decorated Assassin in Russian Mafia. Only if he had agreed with their Boss's words, things wouldn't turn into such a mess. They entered the room. Those patches of blood were present but no bodies were found inside. It was partially visible that those bodies were dragged a little and later taken away. The messed-up house looked more horrible and haunted. All they could sense was a terrifying eerie silence.

Chu asked, focused on packing up a few books I hadn’t noticed he had brought in with him. I took a breath, trying to push Sean’s… everything out of my head, “Sure.” After re-entering his office, I plopped my things back down on the oversized chair, and after a few minutes it looked like I was finally all set. I followed Mr. Chu toward the front office entrance and out the door, then down a hallway. We approached a door to a classroom with dark windows and flickering light. Mr. Chu opened the door and I followed him inside the dark, warm, classroom. Projector. The light had been coming from a projector.

Hearing his invitation she staggered backward feeling surging overwhelming anxiety from the magnified intense glares she got from the girls present in the classroom, where Liam and his friends trying to get her killed, was the thought that ravaged her distraught mind. "SHE'S WITH ME!." Asher yelled back firmly at the boy in a deep tone while standing in front of her blocking her view from the predatory gaze coming from the three bad boys in the backseat, hearing his words Leonard's lips pulled up to a smirk as he stared impassively at Asher. "And you are? " he asked calmly, his voice echoing through the silent classroom with students watching with keen interest the unexpected scene unfolding

As the security footage started playing, the woman who gave him the drink was seen in the parking lot. After that, the assassins were already on their way to their room. Once they went inside, there was no footage for a couple of minutes. "We should've installed cameras in here," James muttered in dismay. They watched closely as they saw Keisha running out of their room with her hands tied together.

They both look like dictators reigning above everyone. Keeping my eye on both of them, I signal Connor and gesture to the two targets. Connor moves close and nudges me forward. Just as we’re about to move, a shot rings out across the room, and pandemonium ensues. I glance back to see our assassins fighting and then look back up and rush forward when I see that the Senator and Kennedy Lynch are running away. As I’m nearing the stairs, a man appears and takes a swing at me, but I’m ready. Gripping his wrist with both hands, I kick him in the kneecap, twist his arm behind his back and put pressure until I hear the sound of bone breaking. The man cries out in agony as his body slumps to the grou

While my father flops like a fish on the floor, I take his weapon, kick him in the head and reach for Taryn. Ava slumps against her wall, her eyes wide with shock. However, she looks unhurt, so I leave her and check on Taryn, Blood flows around both women like a pool. As an Assassin, I’ve seen a lot of death and have even caused some of them, but I have never felt fear as I do at this moment. Squatting down, I pull Tamsyn off Taryn.

Her first kill was almost her last. A tall lanky boy named Bobby made the mistake of smiling at Cybill from across the room in Algebra class. Her eyes zoned in on his body, she knew from his build that she could easily take him down. For the remainder of the class, Cybill kept her eyes glued on her prey, watching his every move. When the class was over, she sprung into action, darting across the room to Bobby’s side. Cybill made small talk with him across campus, luring her first victim back to her dorm.

I eased the door open and spotted a lone guard across the hall and through the doorway, flipping through a book on the shelf. So that’s why we got in so easily—this idiot’s slacking off. I inched the door open, soundlessly approaching him from behind. “Think he’s snooping?” Cece asked, amused. With a smile, I snuck up behind him, reached up, twisted, and snapped his neck. It’s been a while since I’ve killed like this—efficient, bloodless, leaving no trace behind. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever snapped this many necks in a single day.

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.