Assassination Karma Novels & Stories

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.

"His men were always around. One wrong move, I'd be Swiss cheese before I could complete the mission." Olek shook his head. "Save that bullshit for some rookie who'll swallow it. Not me. You're one of the best assassins breathing, Raven. With top-tier training. I've seen you end a man with a goddamn paperclip without blinking. Thigh holsters, ring blades, poison lipstick. You could've garroted him mid-fuck and walked away whistling. But no. You've lost the plot entirely. Sleeping with the man you're supposed to kill. The man who murdered your sister."

He said like some chaotic deranged bastard. "First of all, I'm no bitch, I'm a fucking assassin. Secondly," I responded while opening his mouth "I pay with the blood of others not mine" and with that, I cocked the gun, realizing the bullet down his throat. I peeled his blood off my face and licked it. I could feel his gagging on my gun in fear before I pulled the trigger. Bunch of freaks.

I replied ignoring the dark stare she gave me. "Are you sure about that?" she queried and I nodded positively. A moment of silence went by before she finally told me what was on her mind: "I heard you killed many of your assistants just because they didn't do the work well or if you wanted them and they refused, then you killed them," "Luna! Tamsyn !"I groaned hearing what rumors about me. If someone else had said it, I wouldn't have protested but in the case of Tamsyn, it didn't sit well with me. I could feel anger rising in my veins.

Sumakay na ako sa kotse ko this day i feel -- happy,excited and i don't know basta ang alam ko masaya akong napatay ko na ang pumatay sa pamilya ko at hindi lang yun dahil hahati hatiin ko muna ang katawan nila bago sunugin Mabulok sana kayo sa impyerno! "This is my revenge!!walabakong ititira sa pamilya nyo kahit isa kagaya ng pagpatay nyo sa pamilya ko na ultimo walang kamuang muang na bata ay pinatay nyo nalang ng basta basta ng walang kahirap hirap.

Mayari ignored Jim's remarks as she sat on the nearby chair and place her hand on the table that separated her from the elf. "I'm not here to say hi." she coldly stated. "Now start talking." "You're no fun." He sneered. "The truth is, I don't really know who's the mastermind of this case." "You're an assassin that is paid by an anonymous client." Mayari concluded. She knew the field very well. Jim was surprise that she was able to quickly grasp the situation. Nevertheless, she reached his expectation. "Yes." Jim nodded. "But judging by the amount of money he paid for the Royal Family's assassination and the very accurate information he have about the Royals, there is a high probability that

The atmosphere was electric, charged with the gravity of the impending confrontation with Satan. As Asmo finished his briefing, the silence was shattered by the sudden inquiry from the lady under Satan's control. Her voice echoed off the cold, metallic surfaces, carrying a sense of impending doom. The tension in the room thickened as she accused Asmo of underestimating the all-powerful Saturn, a name used by the criminal underworld to refer to Satan. As the realization dawned that she was under Satan's influence, a palpable sense of dread settled over the assembled assassins.

“I was wrong, Mr. Lee. I confess that I did Mr. White dirty. He killed himself to save us, but we betrayed him. We don’t deserve to be called humans.” He started slapping himself. Karma hit Zach back hard. “Take him away. Tomorrow is my buddy’s death anniversary. He can repent his sins to my buddy’s grave.” Kaze waved his arm.

"A terrible sadness has gripped our people for as long as I have been Keeper. I found it lurking in the shadowy corners of my office when I was elevated. I now imagine it haunted my predecessors for some time as well. At least I will pass on knowing the name of our assassin." "The assassin is right here," Fatima spewed her hate at me. "You are correct," Krasimira chuckled. "The assassin is indeed in this room. Its name is A****n. I need a moment, please." She stood and walked to the doors. What she wanted didn't take long at all. "Gun," we heard her request. The magazine fell to the ground. The sole bullet did not follow. Krasimira walked tenderly into the office as if every step tore like f

“And we’re happy that the asshole is dead?” “We’re fucking ecstatic that the asshole is dead, Jo. He went on the run after killing Hailey and it never sat right with me that he got away with murder. What happened to him feels right. It feels like justice. Not the kind that the cops and courts talk about, but a different kind, something darker and more primal. Justice like – I don’t know like what. Like something else.” “Like karma,” Jo supplied. “Like an avenging god, like the universe resetting the balance, like a biblical atoning of sins. The most divine and Old Testament justice that there is, the kind that goes beyond the laws of man straight to the savage heart of natural law.”