Assassins Dishonored Novels & Stories

When the first man stayed silent, Dustin slit his throat and let his body collapse on the floor. He moved to the next one, asking the same question—but again received silence. He understood. Assassins had one rule: loyalty above all. So he slit that man's throat, too. One by one, he asked. One by one, they died. Until the tenth captive—terrified after witnessing his comrades fall—finally broke down. "It was Madam Shane… also known as Lady S," the man confessed. "She's the wife of Master Teh Xheng." Dustin's brows furrowed darkly at the name.

Juvia stopped mid-sentence. Tristian had opened his eyes as he heard Juvia’s words. He shot a cold glare at her. “I got a news that the worlds top assassin is now Lesley hunter. She has only been in the field for about seven to eight years. The former top killer had been a woman named Honey bone, but she was dead already. I have looked this woman up, and coincidentally, her looks resemble a little to Anne. Do you think Anne had done something as disgraceful as killing people behind our backs? I really don’t understand why she would exchange a life as our family’s miss for a life of a killer,” Juvia mocked slightly and she even felt a little disappointed.

She places the call on speakerphone and we all wait when the click signals whoever it is has answered. “Hello Teagan, how can I help you?” My eyes go wide and I feel excited. I look at momma and she winks at me with a shit-eating grin on her face. “Hello Alessa. I need you help.” She says and I become giddy. The Mother’s Revenge are assassins and helped us get Rebel back. The Mother’s Revenge are fucking legends in both my world and the world of the MC.

VICTOR Thoughts of revenge consumed my mind, the weight of the word lingering in my thoughts. I stood by the window, the sunlight streaming through the open blinds and drapes, unable to hide any longer. It was clear now that Franco Massimo had been the assassin all along, perhaps defying his father's wishes to take over the family business. Or maybe it was all part of a larger scheme, with Franco being directed by Dante from the shadows. The truth remained elusive, lost forever.

Then turned to look at an anxious Donovan who had this suspicious look on his face. “I’m the head of the Assassin organization called the BLACKSMITHS.” she confessed. Hearing her say that, Donovan stood up from his seat instantly to look at her very closely. She’s the head of the blacksmiths? His own mother is the head of the assassins that have been trying to kill him? He doesn’t understand. Why wound she want to kill him?

His eyes were wide with terror. "Who sent you?" I asked. My voice a growl. "Who ordered the hit on the chef?" The rogue did not speak. He looked at me with hate. He brought out a hidden dagger. He cut his own throat before I could stop him. He slumped to the ground. "These are trained assassins.” Cassian said. "They would rather die than spill the truth." He looked at the bodies. "They are professionals. This was not a random attack." "But who would have sent them against Sophie?" I asked.

Hinila ko ang isa dito papalayo, saka ko hinubad ang kaniyang damit habang isinusuot ko sa kaniya ang aking baluti ng sa gayun ay sabihin ng mga assassin na ako ay namatay sa pagkakahulog mula sa bakurang ito. Lumayo ako mula sa bangkay at nagtago sa matayog na damo saka sumigaw na para bang ako'y nahulog. Di nagtagal ay natagpuan ng apat na assassin ang bangkay ng babaeng kunyare ay ako. Tiningnan nito ng maigi ang mukha, ngunit dahil suot naman neto ang aking baluti ay nakumbinsi rin silang bangkay ko nga ang kanilang natagpuan. -Princess Louvier's PoV

Isolde brushed away the crumbs from his mouth with such care. The two of them looked so close, like they were in their own little world where no one else could step in. I tried to ignore the twist in my stomach and was about to walk away when a bunch of assassins in black jumped out of nowhere. I stepped back, asking them, "Who are you guys? What do you want?" The assassins looked at each other and then ran straight for me. Their hands gripped weapons with dark, poisoned blades—the same deadly poison that had hurt my dad!

“You’re breaking your rules for him, Alpha Hades. You never break your rules.” “And since when do you have the right to question me in that tone?” Hades’ voice rises, anger flashing through his eyes. “Do you have a death wish?” He quickly drops his head. “I—forgive me, Alpha.” “Weren’t you the one who said I never break my rules?” Hades storms to the assassin’s seat, and before I can blink, he slits his throat with a dagger. “I never forgive disrespectful brats.” The assassin grabs his neck, his eyes widening with horror as he slides off his seat. He should have seen that coming for daring to ask a question when Hades hadn’t given orders.

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.