Novel & Cerita Badass Female Assassin Books

I have so many unanswered questions about this mysterious assassin. I spent the next week preparing for the formal event while also gathering what I could about assassins that were known. None of the information told me anything. I got a few well-known female assassin names. The number one was Phantom Reaper, second was Blade of Bracken (named after this city, Bracken’s Rock), and third was simply Death. Not very original, that one. By evening, it’s time for me to attend this despicable gala to network and attempt to secure funding for my next research project. I dress sharply in a black tuxedo, my white dress shirt is crisp, and I wear a neatly knotted black tie. My hair is usually always a

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.

Isabelle stepped into it, her expression carved from the marble as the fabric wrapped around her form. When the maid clipped the diamond earrings into place, Isabelle slid her hand over her thigh-high holster, checking the small pistol hidden beneath the folds. Another blade nestled at her side. She dressed not just in silk and jewels but in steel and death. By the time she left her room, Isabelle was no longer a furious daughter. She was the queen of shadows, draped in elegance, carrying murder in her smile.

I only found out that an assassination had taken place inside the hotel when the whole building went on alarm. I think the assassin pretended to be a cleaning lady when she killed James Mondragon because I saw a naked and unconscious woman under the bed and it seems like she was the cleaning lady who was supposed to clean the room where James Mondragon was killed. And according to the woman, she was called by a man but when she turned around to see her, the person who called her suddenly knocked her out so she lost consciousness. The assassin probably injected sleeping pills into the woman and then took off her clothes and pretended to be a maid when she entered James' room. Because the clea

When Great Grandpa Costin was born he wanted to take after his father, and then he passed it on to Grandpa Titus, then my dad Silas and now me. But that’s not the best part. My mum’s side of the family are assassins too. On my mum’s side, I’m the sixth generation of female assassins originating in Italy. That side began with my Great, Great, Great Grandma Besina. She murdered her abusive father and expected to be executed, but no one suspected her because she was a woman, and women are considered too weak and stupid, so for those reasons no one thought a woman could have committed such a violent crime. I guess that was a lightbulb moment for her. She decided to take it upon herself to kill o

For them, bliss was equivalent to no b*tchy-asses trying to put you six feet under the ground. Zion took a bite out of the brownies and pressed a button on the laptop and on the projector screen several blurry pictures of a woman figure, which were probably taken from a distance appeared, "...that's the places she last appeared. Killed thirteen burly guys without even sweating. Quite secretive and purely professional. A sexy assassin with surprises" "Not-so-Gentlemen, I present to you, black swan!" Then he pressed another button and played a blurry clip of a woman, killing men with knife and blades. In less than fourteen seconds she killed thirteen men without even her breath getting uneven.

It was a woman’s voice, speaking in heavily accented English. Goldman and Emerald Devil’s hearts shuddered as they turned toward the source of the voice. There, a woman in a skin-tight leather jacket with long, fiery red hair and sanguine piercers in her hand stepped forward. “Bloody Rose.” Goldman remained calm, but Emerald Devil failed to keep his composure. It was because the person who had just arrived was also an assassin. Emerald Devil was ranked 14th on the world’s assassin ranking, while Bloody Rose ranked ninth.

Sparks burst in the dark. Lyra scrambled backward as the two men slammed into a shelf, sending ancient books crashing around them. The assassin fought like smoke—there one second, gone the next. Cassian fought like certainty. Precise. Efficient. Deadly. But then the hood slipped. Lyra saw a woman. Young. Pale. A thin scar slicing across one eyebrow. And eyes she knew. Silver-blue. Veyra eyes. Her breath caught. The woman saw the recognition on Lyra’s face and smiled.

The female assassins are also known as 'Femme Fatales' they are trained to seduce the Dons into giving them their most private information before they strike and take his life. By leaving a trail of misery and disaster in their wake and ensuring that there are no diversions or liabilities, Neriman was deprived of the opportunity to begin her own family. She wanted to leave this life behind along with her twin brother, but when they were forced to do the unthinkable to save Sedar's wife, she stood by Sedar because she loved his wife Mercedes for befriending her the moment they met. It is why Neriman has become very overprotective of Mercedes and I have a feeling she will be the same with Mila

A-class bodyguards like them would not be able to fight these assassins! The Assassin’s Creed sent out many assassins to assassinate Marissa. Before Satan and the Scarlet Witch’s arrival, a dozen assassins had already appeared and forced Marissa and the others into retreat. Now that the two transhumans Satan and the Scarlet Witch had joined the fray, they would not stand a chance of surviving at all!