Assassins Lahaye Novels & Stories

she laughed and her voice sounds like it was coming from hell. Blake looked around and found that his men were all killed. QA assassin's were also injured but none of them lose their life and these people were like ant to them. Lilianah waved her hands and ordered them to take Blake to their dungeon. "You can't do anything to me and you are unaware of the person behind us. Just wait and watch how they will come to save me" Despite of his threat's she walked towards her chauffer with a smile on her face. But before she could take a step a dagger was shot directly to her stomach which made her lose a large amount of blood.

“Whenever they met, the air crackled and sparks flew in the sky.” ― Avijeet Das Alessandro I am pounding Stacy but I didn't get fulfilled, I am dry as the Sahara. I extracted myself from behind her, "Alessy what is wrong baby? Do you want me to suck you clean?" Stacy purred. I hate my goddamn dick right now because it is limp and her purring is not fucking helping the situation. Laila screws with my head even my fucking dick is not cooperating with me. Suddenly my phone rang and I answered, without looking at who the caller was. "Capo our hacker found who contracted the assassin," Antonio said. Stacy got down on her knees wanting to suck me off.

Lya picked up the black clothing from the floor and threw it into the fireplace, ignoring Aynyra's protests. "Lya, I'm sorry it wasn't my fault. I ran into Rhae and-" Aynyra tried to explain. "Rhae? You mean Rhaenyx Maltalor the assassin who has murdered hundreds!" Lya raised her. Hand to slap the princess but remembered her place just before she could. Lya lowered her hand in a fist and growled. "You are confined to the castle, Princess Aynyra. If you even try and leave the castle, I will lock you in this room until your brothers coronation." Lya's voice dripped with venom.

Liam laughed coldly and took out three photos, which he tossed onto the table. He said coldly, "These three people are from an organization of assassins called the Slaughter Gods! Three years ago, the military started paying attention to them after they committed their first crime. "I believe that Captain Northman here knew very well that the three of them were acting suspiciously, but he still described them as good people who had acted out of bravery. He should give us a reasonable explanation for that, shouldn't he?

Everyone laughed as Lucifer smiled. "Layla Gehenna! Please, no I demand you treat her with respect as she will be your future leader!" Litith was using a serious tone, and all of the demons yelled in agreement. "Now! The meeting is over! Leave us!" Father commanded. I did not get a good look at the demons, because I was hiding my face in embarrassment. As father demanded them to leave, I notice one look at me with disdain as she walked out the room. She looked to be human... but she had the same completion as Sanguinex. It made me wonder if she was a vampire too.

The assassin's voice sounded like a fierce lioness ready to tear her enemies apart. "Annihilate all the offices that belong to the Hawk and seize all of their property in England," Blake thundered. "Eliminate each and everyone who is still loyal to that organisation." Before getting up, he glanced at the assassin. "Kill that bastard in the most brutal way and spread the word in all the countries. I want every mafia organisation to know about the incident!" "As you wish, master," Shadow smirked. She bowed, bidding farewell to him. —------------------------------------- "Garaine, are you still thinking about that darn jerk?" Lucia asked her best friend who was swirling her bowl full of vegetab

Dresses aren't my thing. I'll pick a pair of jeans or sweats before I put on a dress. Dresses make me feel exposed and uncomfortable. I'm a warrior. I don't find killing myself to look good as a priority for the fact that I don't care about finding a mate. The mate bond is ridiculous, in my opinion. Falling for someone and losing yourself in them just because the Moon Goddess paired you two is utterly pathetic. Being an assassin, I learned that loving someone only leads to hurting them or yourself. Love makes people vulnerable and weak, and I want no part of it.

Pick the black guy, Percy said to the guy by the screen stopping his movement again. The assassin in question was a very dark man with skin like coffee, and eyes that matches his skin with piercing cheeks bones, and hollow cheeks, his stare intense and deadly. His nickname 'Blade' thirty-six, been with the agency for eight years, has a rank of gamma with six hunts, and slices through his victims before they could see his blade coming, he is fast and calculating. The next Assassin picked was called Lighting a young very beautiful curvaceous woman with fiery beach blonde tresses floating down her back, parted at the center with pale liquid blue eyes that looked to have sparkles in them with a

And I hate challenging her since she understands what AS is and what the aim of this group is. Damn it, what's worse they all know what enemy they are facing right now because of me asking that woman. Stupid me! "Oh, that makes sense why you're being attacked, Dude, an assassin society is targeting you!" Shmue concluded after hearing the explanation. "Who the hell are you really?! I know your name isn't Diellstara Morningstar because it's a forgery, so tell me who you are!" Lionel questioned the lady angrily as he grabbed her arm to make her face him in his angry look.

Nicholas made his way quickly down the wet lane. All the muscles in his body ached. He didn't want any more time. Adrian's eyes were everywhere. The note at the hideout was a statement rather than merely a warning. He needed to get back to Allison. Nicholas sensed it, even though the streets were oddly silent. The weight of invisible eyes followed every step he took. This was not something he had time for. His fingers tightened around his rifle. A shadow lunged at him as he turned the corner. Before Nicholas could react, a powerful force struck him, pushing him up against a damp brick wall. Then, gritting his teeth and swinging his arm to knock his assailant back, he shot through his ribs.