Assassination Karma Novels & Stories

Even Hitomi had admitted that. Kenji sighed before kneeling down to Yuri’s eye level, placing both hands onto her shoulders. “You have to understand something, Yuri,” he said seriously, and Yuri blinked. “Once you tread this path, there is no going back. You can’t return even if you wanted to. The life of an assassin has no allowances for failure. We can’t afford that. If you fail, you die. Do you understand?” Yuri didn’t falter. She nodded. “Yes.”

“We are hoping he fucks up bad enough so that we will have a good reason to kill him.” “This … this was enlightening, Kaylee. Thank you.” “You are welcome. Pass it on to Rowan for me will you?” “Of course. Bye now.” “Bye.” The call ends and I am finally left to my thoughts. That… is a lot to process. So many possibilities So many ways to screw him over but if we are not careful, we too might get burnt. It is karma. Divinely arranged. How else can one justify the series of events and bad decisions that have followed Dominic, setting him up for complete annihilation?

Kissing him as she had done with the rest of her Mates. We assembled in the tranquil room where Karma lay, surrounded by an array of flowers and soothing music. Each of us shared heartfelt words, celebrating her life and the profound impact she had on ours. We expressed our deep love and sorrow, our voices trembling with emotion as we bid our final farewells. Karma's peaceful presence was a gentle sight, her beauty radiant even in eternal rest. The room was filled with the warmth of our memories, the flowers and music a testament to the love we shared with her.

So many ways to make it look like tragedy rather than murder. The assassin had been hired by High Lord Cassian Thornwood to eliminate his niece. Make it look like an accident. Leave no trace that led back to the Fae Court. And the Northern Pack Summit...scheduled in just six days...provided the perfect opportunity. Chaos. Politics. Hundreds of wolves gathered in one place. Security stretched thin trying to monitor everyone. The perfect cover for an assassination. The assassin pulled out a small notebook and added today's observations to the growing list:

They were frustrated—and bewildered. Charlie turned to Rex. “Come explain it to them.” Rex had been quietly listening the whole time. Now that the young master called on him, he stepped forward. “There are certain assassination organizations that specialize in grooming suicide attackers like this driver.” “People like him are often selected from places like prison. The payment—blood money—is transferred long in advance under the guise of winning the lottery or some other story.” “And the money doesn’t go directly to the killer or their family. The employer pays the organization through deeply hidden channels—sometimes the dark web, sometimes via artwork purchases. The killer, the client, and

“Believe me, I know how desperate you are for revenge, but do you—” I effortlessly push him off me. “I said don’t,” I snap. “Don’t try to talk me out of it.” As I walk away, Jake grabs me again, saying quietly, “And what if you don’t bring his head, huh? You know what Hades does to assassins who fucking fail a mission.” He kills them. I know. But I’m not afraid of death. So I laugh at Jake. “You don’t know me too well after all.” I’ve been craving death for a long time.

"Don't bring that bastard up" "No, he is right,You care so little about me, I'm just one of your dogs...one who has to sacrifice her life just for your honour...right?But you know what's hurting? it's that you sent the woman you claimed to love to a serial killer...A man who kills as an hobby to spite me,you think this is the end of the world right?..." "....but brother,Jesus isn't descending on earth to pick his disciples, it's death,karma happens quicker and faster,Greta will forever hate you for what you did today because you know it's going to be the interventions of your dead ancestors to bring her out of there alive"

Alyssa leaned in, intrigued. “Oh, absolutely not.” My smile was slow, sinister. “I loathe her. Her existence is a plague. Every time she smiles, it feels like a thousand needles are stabbing into my heart. She doesn’t deserve happiness. Not even a crumb of it.” Alyssa’s expression faltered. I could see the wariness behind her eyes. “They both don’t,” I added, voice softer, more distant. “But karma is a slow-moving bitch. I’m just speeding things up a little.”

That's reasonable enough for me to not feel any guilt toward his demise. Though I must admit, it was a shame that Bella… Arthur's daughter had to die with him in the fire because unlike her father, she was innocent and a very good human being. Her only fault was having a man who betrayed my trust and worked closely with the Magliolos as her father.

“Nina?” “An ancient assassin, she was killed based on Ryker’s orders after a trick that we pulled on her after she had lost her mind to her revenge. Regardless of the training that she once got, seeing Ryker in front of her almost every day made her lose her senses in wanting to get him killed regardless of the cost, and that would have cost my or Ezio’s lives” I said, explaining the situation. "And you chose your lives over hers?” She asked. I looked down at my feet before nodding.