Badass Female Assassin Books Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Assassin has a small build. Protrusions on the chest and the curve of the buttocks indicate that the assassin is most likely female. She shows great agility and flexibility, and is most likely an Agility Type” Mane’s brain provided him with the information of the first assassin. The knowledge he had gained served to explain why she was positioned on the roof. With such graceful and light movements, she wouldn’t have any trouble breaking into the room. Mane didn’t realize that the situation was strange. With his abilities as a scholar blocked, how was he able to discern so much without using his eyes? The nimble assassin quickly dashed to the bed once she landed on the floor of the room. Her

I guess life is finally giving me a break. Gazing back at the table next to me, I shakily reach for one of the covered syringes and hide it between my fingers. I’m just in time, too, because at that moment, the woman walks back into the room. Feigning my paralysis, I observe as she frees one of the shackled girls and lays her on a gurney next to mine. She seems unperturbed by my alert presence, which solidifies my assumption that she didn’t see the serum leak onto the floor instead of inside my arm. I feel jubilant when my legs twitch and flutter. Taking a few deep breaths, I make sure that the woman is not paying attention and move my legs. It’s easier now. I quickly lie still when she turn

It seemed she had been right after all. She had always known that her mother’s death was definitely unusual. But what baffled her the most was that the viper was involved. The vipers were a coded group of assassins. They wouldn’t just murder a single mother without a reason. Someone must have put her on the hit list. But the main question was who was rich enough to set a deal with the vipers just to deal with her mom. She was really confused and had no idea what to think. She soon got dressed with a lack of vigor and made her way towards the living room. It was empty and when she looked over to the dining place, she saw a bowl of bacon laid on the table with a note placed under it.

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

My mind betrayed me, instantly conjuring the image: the cold glass against my front, the humid heat of his body at my back, and the terrifyingly beautiful contrast of the two. I felt my nipples harden against the thin silk of my dress, Every filthy detail sent throbs straight to my clit, making my toes curl inside my designer heels He shifted closer, his chest brushing my shoulder. "I can smell you, Fiesty. You smell like jasmine and... want. It’s driving me mad. I want to taste every inch of your neck while I’ve got your wrists locked behind your back. I want to hear that little hitch in your breath turn into a scream, and I want you to scream my name until your voice cracks, just so everyo

Now, it’s a good thing that we are all single and free from guys who will just gonna caused us pain. Tomorrow, this will reach tons of views, with Ara who has a lot of connections specially hackers. She was a gamer and she was literally addicted to computers so she spent her high school with gaming and exploring the web. It might not eb obvious to her, but she is a pro of computers. She’s sweet looking but surprisingly, who would have thought that she has this talent with computers. Hailee, she’s the bad bitch and spoiled brat. She always finds trouble with those wicked bitches out there who would try to fight with us. She never let a simple argument to slip and she make sure that at the end

It certainly was not the time to be chivalrous either, as female assassins never relied on brute strength but their beauty. By enticing and bewitching their targets, they were always able to find the perfect opportunity and strike. As such, the most dangerous killers all around would not be the top hitmen with a high body count—it was these seemingly unassuming ladies. And right now, Frank's priority was not Gigi the assassin—it was Pax instead. If Pax managed to flee and trigger the bomb, he and everyone else would be killed!

Cassius didn't look like an easy target. Well... it’s Zara Singh here—only one Zara Singh, a perfect woman who's good at seducing any man. Cassius would be a piece of cake, as the past guys too! And I would make sure to kill him mercilessly at the end.

And now they're driving me insane. "I don't need women to defend me." My voice is so low I can barely hear it over her harsh breathing. "My female assassins- my dolls- are there so they can go where suspicion won't let my men enter, simply because everyone expects them to be weak. I like to exploit assumptions maximally." Her brows furrow. "So that's what we are? Call girls to be used in drawing out your targets for assassination?"

“You don’t know me at all.” The assassins struck as one, swift and silent, their movements sharp as lightning. Sienna parried the first blow, ducked beneath the second, and pivoted away from the sweep of the third, her sword clashing with theirs in bursts of sparks. One blade sliced across her arm, shallow but stinging. She hissed and countered with a strike so clean it disarmed her attacker entirely. “Your queen fights like a god,” one assassin spat, wiping blood from her lip. “I fight like a woman who has lost too much,” Sienna corrected, blocking another blow and driving her elbow into the woman’s throat. “There’s a difference.”