Assassins Pride Season 2 Novels & Stories

Of course Liam is my brother, just the same as I am, crafty as a fox and really swift then Cunning, I do not expect him to relax and move on in life after I had gotten crowned as the alpha of the pack. I had been expecting some revolt of a sort or anything to oppose me at all. Nothing just peace and all, the only thing which is a problem Is the assassin, as much as i'd love to pin it down on him I can't, This same assassin murders his mother, it do not have a reason to think Liam suddenly had reasons to kill aunt Helen No matter how goal and greed driven Liam is, I can do much as vouch for it that he would not do anything to harm his mother at the very least.

She tightened her hold on the twins, feeling the strange warmth pulsing from them — two halves of a power she barely understood, yet instinctively knew was tied to her own. Suddenly, a blur exploded from the darkness. Assassins, cloaked in black and swift as wolves, surged forward like a pack of predators. Their blades glinted in the dim light, eyes cold and merciless. “Protect Luna!” Damien roared, stepping forward with lethal authority. The warriors lunged, weapons clashing in a storm of steel and fury. Elena’s heart hammered in her chest. She couldn’t lose her children—not now, not ever. The assassins aimed straight for the twins. One struck toward the boy, another to the girl, their blad

Let them watch. There was a poetic kind of justice in this. This was exactly how it had happened when he rejected me back in his pack. I had been the one standing in front of a crowd, humiliated and broken, while he stood tall and indifferent. Now, the tables had turned. The power had shifted, and I was the one holding the blade. I took a deep breath, squaring my shoulders and looking him dead in the eye. "I, Ashley Parker, reject you, Adrian Rodriguez, as my mate."

Finally, I turned to look at him. I let my gaze trail over his taper fade, the messy blond hair that refused to behave and those stupid innocent blue eyes that made people trust him instantly. He had the face of a saint, smooth lines, sharp cheekbones, a mouth that curled too easily into a smile that could make anyone feel safe. But Olek wasn’t safe. He was the Syndicate’s golden boy; the number one assassin, top of the kill board for ten damn years. I was fifth, which wasn’t bad considering I’d only been in the game for six years.

Because the light was too weak, she couldn't see the fresh blood smeared all over the girl's body, only was surprised and shouted: “Shelly... ah!" Nurse Rose stared in disbelief at her stomach, which had just been pierced by a screwdriver and fell to the floor. The children around her were not surprised to see her suddenly fall down, but found a familiar figure entering. Shelly stomped her muddy feet on the nanny rose, smiling at them. The angelic smile at this moment was bloodthirsty like a devil, and his eyes were red like hell fire. "Asian! Asian! Asian!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Asha was a Beta and normally trained on the other side of the training field with the rest of the pack, unlike Layla who trained alone with Adrian because she was trained for a specific purpose. Ever since she could remember, Blake had made sure that she was trained by his best warriors, trained to be an assassin. From the time he had rescued her as a child, Blake told her how her entire family had been murdered by the Alpha of the Black Water Pack, Seth Black Water. Both her parents, along with the rest of her pack, had been slaughtered and wiped out by Alpha Seth and the Black Water Pack and Layla had sworn to take revenge for her parent’s deaths. She had trained for the last ten years for

“Then, it must really be good because I care about you a lot.” Argent releases a relaxed chuckle and leans back on the chair’s backrest as he runs his gaze down my naked chest. “If we’re going to be together, you have to know, Pen. I’m not just a grunt who works for a government agency. I’m one of the top directors of an organization of Assassins. Some powerful people wish me ill, and you might be in danger of simply being with me. I’ll protect you, but I need you to know this because I don’t want you coming in blind. Right now, I’m on the hunt for a former friend who has betrayed me. I was searching for him the night that we met─ the night of the auction. I’ve known Sebastian for years, and

One struck Mike in the neck, and he crumpled to the ground, unconscious within same second of impact. Jared's reflexes kicked in early, and he caught the second dart targetted at him mere inches from his face. He glanced around the surrounding, sensing as the air reeked of murderous aura. Then his eyes locked onto two figures emerging from the shadows. They were clad in ninja attire, their faces obscured except for their glowing red sad eyes which only meant one thing - They were unmistakable, asassins from the Tribe of Sorrow....A legendary assassin clan with extraordinary powers. They would kill for the f*e and with pleasure in their heart. It was what they're birthed for and to do.

“Was it a power play? To show me how unwanted­­— ” A jerk and push had me shaken to my vessels and I am suddenly inches above the ground dangling on his whim, my ass firm on Alessandro’s desk with his lips in touching distance. His blazing green orbs drilling in my lens sheathed eyes. All sagas of his brutality running past my eyes, I was befuddled that his fiancé was above him. I was bulldozed level treffied now; It was like even my blood was frozen. My eyes shone in anxiousness, I trust my lens disguised.

The grand windows that usually framed endless ocean views were shattered, and the peaceful quiet had been replaced with the sound of gunfire and chaos. AS03, the head of the assassin team, stood amidst the carnage. His expression was impassive as his men executed the remaining guards, their bodies slumped across the marble floors, crimson staining the pristine white tiles. The plan had been simple, get in, take her, and leave no witnesses. But Hazel wasn’t here, and neither was Harden.