Assassins Pride Season 2 Novels & Stories

I don’t know what she’s been through but she knew what pain and loneliness were, clinging onto Cass with her frail arms. The moment felt too private for me to interrupt and I knew Nash shuffled awkwardly, feeling the same. The ex-hitman picked Rush up and gestured to me with his free hand that he would see me in the base when I’m ready. I nodded and watched him leave while the idol and her manager were still caught up in the moment. After Cass successfully cajoled a small laugh from Sable, he shifted his focus back to me. It was obvious he wasn’t going to fight with the good arm he had wrapped around the girl in a protective manner.

He could not comprehend what had just happened, his right knee cap were blasted open by Commissioner Layla simple gesture. “Woman this..woman that…what concubine?…serving a better leader?…what a FARCE!!….so much for a Master Assassin!….with all that legend around you and your group….you can’t even predict what I was going to do…you don’t even realized what happened…and you called yourself great?….what fool….you think that this is your average nation…that you can do as you like and think that you would live to see another day?!!……THIS IS AETERNUM!!….we have our law!..you scoundrel of an assassin…Shithead!…….Fight me you arrogant Prick!..”.(Commissioner Layla) Commissioner Layla fires a

Pity is a smear to the ego of an assassin -a trample on their will -so to her, it was pride and death, not cowardice and bliss. Noticing her convictions, another sigh from his lips plummeted to earth. "Fine!" He squinted his eyes to feign ignorance. "well? get going!" Seeing a chance as his eyes were closed, she seized the chance to throw another dagger at him, but this time, he catches it by the tip, and drops it on the ground. She groans, and rushed in and took a slash at his throat. His eyes were still shut, but he could hear the dagger cutting through the air, aiming for him. A clear opportunity to counter-attack appeared, and he snatched it. He folded his knee, bent lower than her attac

And in the blink of an eye, it happened. Four of Victor’s men, who had been standing guard, were suddenly on the ground, blood pooling around their bodies. Jane gasped, nearly choking on her breath as she realized what had just happened. Adrian wasn’t alone. Two men dressed in black, tall and deadly, had been waiting outside. They moved like shadows, quick and precise, taking down Victor’s men without a sound. The way they just killed those men smoothly told her that they weren't normal people. The realization hit her. They were… they were assassins! Jane’s legs almost gave out from under her.

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

Joe revved the truck and careened through the driveway. I grabbed onto the dashboard. “What’s happening?” Joe let out a sigh. “She was part of my previous life…before I came back.” He paused. “I’m not sure how to say this, so I’m just going to say it. We are highly trained and skilled assassins for a government-backed organization.” He stopped and glanced at me. “Oh shit,” Alec said in the backseat, he held on for dear life as Joe maneuvered through the streets.

Ashley stood there with her head bowed. She was still there trying to form something up when a hand yanked her towards the elevator. Immediately they entered the elevator, Frederick shoved her and she slam her back on the wall of the elevator. He then came forward towards her and grabbed her by the neck.. raising her body to his eye level. " You think I didn't know that an assassin was sent to kill me? I know the scent of everyone that is working for me in this company but yours is different, who are you!?"

The Quicksilver assassin stood slowly but continued to stare down at Casper’s bloody lump of a body. The commotion was noticed by Azreal and as the Alpha began making his way toward Jay, he caught sight of the carnage beneath his assassin and began to pick up speed. As Jay and Azreal reached Mj the assassin calmly stepped away from her victim and looked at her brother, “you are wrong about me Jay,” she stated in an eerily calm voice and slowly strolled toward the car.

The Assassin said with an evil smirk. “Like you have the balls to do that!” Grace taunted. “Trying to make me angry my dear? Very clever of you, but I am not an amateur at this. We’ve spent enough time on chitchat, say goodbye, Kurt!” The Assassin said. The Assassin was about to pull the trigger, but Grace jumped and push the Assassin's arm up making him miss Kurt. She then stabbed Phoenix pin right into the Assassin's eye. Kurt shouted to raise the alarm as the Assassin pistol-whipped Grace.

“...the rest of us earned our places as fighters in this war. We’ve earned each other’s respect by having each other’s back. However, I will apologize because I respect you. But you better keep in mind that if he ever steps up to me like that, I’ll cut his fucking throat.” I swallow hard, waiting for the fight to ensue. However, to Hunter and Connor’s dismay, no one refutes Phantom’s words. And by the flush in Hunter’s cheeks, I can see that he understands that. I don’t pretend to know Priest’s world, but I’m assuming that there’s a code between Assassins. And since Hunter and Connor have never killed anyone, they’re probably the odd man out; and they know it. “Fine.” Priest replies evenly.