Assassination On Mustafar Novels & Stories

" He reprimanded me and told me to get out of the car as soon as possible. “Ah sorry sir!” I said and immediately got of the car and went back to get inside the driver seat. I instantly started the car and drove away from the hospital parking lot. Unknown POV "Wait, what did you say?! " I pestered him again, hoping to confirm that what I had heard was correct. "The assassin failed to assassinate Mr. Dhruv Ugo Mace, and our assassin was also slain in the operation," he reported to me again. “What?! You said the assassin you hired was the greatest, but instead of executing that jerk, he was the one who died?! " I demanded an explanation for what had occurred aggressively.

"He values talent very much. It's all because of you," Jasper Milton said meaningfully. "What do you mean?" Stella Grace did not understand. "Do you still remember when they attempted to assassinate Bettany?" Jasper asked in a deep voice. Stella nodded and said, "Yes. They first sent ten people, and then they sent another dozen." "Ten of them died. The members of the Dark Shadow took off their masks and took their photos. Those people were all talents from all over the country and they had all been legally proclaimed dead."

It always did, but this time, it was not working. I pulled out the knife which led to more blood streaming. I wiped the knife as well. I then threw the handkerchief on his face before walking out. I had signalled two men who were with me to set the place on fire and that was fulfilled within a few minutes. Matteo and I drove off. He was quietly focusing on the road, not daring to utter a word that would get him in a possible death. It had been only four days yet I had assassinated seven men. But still, the sight of her was lingering in me.

Both Killian and Sara chatted happily, before sleep took the better of them, each one of them sleeping soundly in the other's arms. *** Jared was disturbed by the commotion that was happening outside. He climbed out of his bed and called one of the guards in his house. “What's happening outside?” Jared asked the guard. “The chief guard has been assassinated.” The guard replied and Jared's face opened wide. “When did that happen?” He asked again. “A few minutes ago, not up to an hour.” The guard replied. Jared rested his hand on his hips and sighed. As he wondered who was behind all of the things happening in the pack, his eyes caught a hold of a swift movement into one of the windows in his

"And why is that?" "He was gunned down yesterday in a restaurant just outside the city. My sources tell me that he anticipated meeting with someone. The assassination was clean, a silencer used." "So the asshole knew his assailant." "It would seem that way. Then again, from what my soldiers mentioned, Kostya had no intention of hiding, even purchasing a Maserati upon arrival in town. I will say, the timing is interesting, the scuttlebutt on the street far too quiet. That doesn't bode well for my business operations."

Marcus swiftly answered, his eyebrows raising higher in surprise. Antonio was reporting his son's achievements, describing them as if he were there himself. If Marcus knew that Antonio had been monitoring the whole scene, he would surely be furious. "How is this possible?" Old Mr. Alston's voice suddenly escalated. "This can't be!" He simply couldn't believe that a child, a seven-year-old child, had single-handedly eliminated the twenty assassins he had sent, leaving not a single survivor. What kind of scene was that? He could hardly imagine it.

"If you wake up, I'll promise you anything, as long as you're alright." As if she had heard his prayer, Layla's right index finger twitched slightly. However, it was only a slight twitch. Then, she lay motionless once more. … In his study at the Xenos residence, Anson swept a vase to the floor and roared in anger, "You dumb pieces of trash! "You're all useless! So many assassins were sent to kill one person, and yet you all failed! You almost left evidence behind!" "S-sorry, Sir Anson…"

Even if our mission fails, as long as the owner of the academies gets involved, you'll have no power to resist. "You'll die, got it?" Well, this man clearly didn't recognize Woody at all. He still saw Woody as an insignificant man. "Let me go, now!" The assassin grew bolder. "While things haven't gotten out of hand—" Woody smiled coldly and interrupted him, "It's already out of hand!" With a snap, Woody broke the assassin's neck. The assassin's eyes widened, as if he were surprised. He'd obviously never dreamt that he would die so easily.

“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.

But she was going to do something that would make her the most wanted criminal in the land of Huskarian. Leanunya snuck past the guards of the castle and sneaked around looking for the man she wanted to kill. She found him, “the king”. She snuck closer to him drawing a black dagger out of its scabbard. When she was close enough she lunged at the man who was talking with another man from their sides. The king didn’t see or do anything until she had already stabbed him in the back. Leanunya cursed silently as she realized she had just barely missed his vital point but smirked in satisfaction as she heard him cry out in pain.