Assassination Classroom Karma Akabane Novels & Stories

They looked at us as if we answered correctly but still didn’t trust us. “What’s with this killing us bit? That isn’t something you roll off the tongue for no reason.” He asked, to which I sighed and shook my head. “Kane… Well, Anubis, sent us here to kill Lero because of all the horrid things he has done. We all found out that Cena, a different Cena, tried to teach her three lovers how to make copies of themselves. Lero… Um, the other Lero I guess… Learned it and kept making copies of himself while doing horrible things to shifters in the name of the Anubis Tribe. My father refused to learn it and had a hard time killing the real Lero along with Kane himself. Kane said that he found the rea

She received a dark look from her superior and she only crossed her arms over her chest, glad that she on her sunglasses. “Well?” She asked pointedly. “I’m inside your car, now. Get a move on!” Alex heard him cursed darkly and she hid a smile when she heard her phone rang again. This time it was Damon calling her. “What’s up?” She answered casually. “Stefan Malkus was previously connected to two bombings in Poland during the 90s before he turned over and decided that working with the government has better benefits rather than the group he was in,” Damon then said seriously. “I already dispatched some men towards his residence and company to do some stake out. There’s some FBI personnel there

“Sayonara Sato.” “Karera wa Anata o neratte iru, Don Antonio (They're coming for you, Don Antonio).” Kenji sneered in his foreign dialect before letting out a gruesome painful scream as the torture began. ° ° ° “Run a background check on that girl and bring her to me.” Antonio ordered his right hand man, Bruno. “The badass who shot Sato?” Antonio didn't respond to his theatrical question. “As you wish.” Bruno playfully saluted the boss and strutted out to carry out his instructions.

"Rohan, drag this penniless animal entirely back to the freezing, underground sewage drain." The heavy, reinforced steel door of the terrifyingly sterile interrogation suite smoothly hissed shut, sealing Kiara Rathore’s flawless exit. She took the two point five billion dollars, the highly classified Cayman shadow accounts, and the final shred of Aryan Singhania’s heavily ruined soul with her. The freezing room was instantly plunged into a suffocating silence, broken only by the raw, violently rattling gasps tearing through Aryan’s severely crushed, actively bleeding windpipe.

Mumbling a small thank you, I gave her the glass back and wiped the corners of my lips clean with the back of my hand before turning to Dr Sanchez. “What happened last night??” I asked just as she made her way out of the room too. Dr Sanchez let out a heavy sigh and said “The auction got robbed and you got hit in the back of your head with a gun by one of the robbers” I groaned at the memory, hopefully the criminals will be caught soon.

That is too young to kill a man, that is too young to be a devil. I felt confused. I did not like being confused, confusion is weak. I am not weak, i am strong and i am the Red Reaper. When he kissed me, I did not stop him. That is the worst part. I kissed him back, i let my guard down. I let the pity for the boy make me forget the man. The man is a killer. The man is my target, the man is the leader of the Lombardi clan. I cannot forget that. I walked to the window. It was dark outside, i could still see the city lights. I felt far away from everything that was real.

After roughly two hours of sitting in hell, the door finally opened and Akane walked in still looking like a goddess of seduction. "Why the sour face? your detention is yet to start" She closed the door and walked over to sit on the chair across the desk. "You made yourself feel at home on my sofa, don't you?" Hearing this Kazuma immediately stood up shylishly and walked over to her desk. "I'm very sorry mam" "Ooh, you should be, for harassing me there in class. you cunt". Kazuma bow his head feeling ashamed of what he said back in the class.

Just ask the former CEO of Akasaka Industries. “I hear you’re the assassin who shot my daughter in Russia,” she says impassively, taking a seat on my tattered sofa like it was her thrown. “Scythe, isn’t it? I’ve heard an awful lot about you, including what a terrific shot you are. Or were the rumours just rumours?”

"Kenzo, what do you mean? This isn't funny! Let go of— " Again, Khanza had not had time to finish her sentence, when suddenly, Kenzo's body just slipped away. The shocked and panicked Khanza could only scream for a moment, before trying to restrain Kenzo's athletic body. She let herself decay along with Kenzo who suddenly fell unconscious. With great difficulty, Khanza reached for her cell phone that was in the pocket of her jeans and called Keanu. In the corner of the classroom, staring at Khanza and Kenzo, Ven's transparent figure appeared. Ven clenched his hands and looked away. The guy lowered his head and his jaw tightened. Tears just flowed and Ven decided to sit back and hug both knee

The way those eyes dulled and how the body becomes a corpse was not missed by me as I watched every moment of life drain from Juma West. In a minute, Juma was no more. I promptly passed out at the most convenient time from the horrible experience. Raoul’s murder had been gruesome but Juma’s murder had been grotesque art. >>Xxx Destiny Aitsuji xxX<< “Welcome back. How are you feeling?” Chestnut brown hair greeted me and I groaned. I wasn’t in the mood to deal with the soon-to-be leader of Luna Services. “It wasn’t how I expected it to be.”