Novel & Cerita Best Assassin In History

It’s a fragment of a memory from a late-night dive into the encrypted forums where the monsters of the underworld compare notes. Kirill Nikolaev. The name wasn’t in Senator Scott’s files, which means I won’t be a conflict of interest. A user on a Tor-hidden forum, using the handle Viper_77, had bragged about an assassin with a team who could vanish problems that even the cartels couldn't scrub. Someone who didn't just remove the stain, but turned the whole cloth to ash. They called him a scalpel in a world of hammers. They also said he’s absolutely deadly.

No one could stop them. By the time the assassins were done, the floor was littered with bodies and there was not a single surface that had not been splattered with blood. The tallest masked assassin who seemed to be the leader caught my eye. He looked like what the legends had described. He was the silent reaper. He was the leader of the others, and he opened the door and in stepped Jameson's father. Jameson's father preceded the masked assassin at his tail like a loyal servant. He proceeded towards us, each step bold and smug.

’ The fact was he was smart enough to realize that the war between the Somali government and the militants was going to take forever to resolve and he was not ready to sit around waiting for a mirage to materialize because he had big dreams and Al Shaabab was not going to help him realize them. Now, five years later with more than 100 body counts to his name, he was currently one of the best assassins in the world. When you were introduced to the killing game at such a tender age, killing became part of you because all sense of right and wrong abandons your consciousness making death your conscience and the sight of blood your only salvation.

“Normally, I would hand an assignment to whichever handler had the best suited assassin. This particular target calls for all hands-on deck.” I dropped the file onto the table, letting the image of Rory slide out just enough to be seen. The handlers were professional, they quickly replaced their confused glances with blank expressions. It wasn’t unusual that we would have to eliminate one of our own, but Rory was unique. “As some of you may be aware, one of our own was murdered.” I paused to gauge how my words were being received. “Selene was our top assassin.” “You can’t really be insinuating that Rory killed her.” One of the female handlers scoffed. “They were too close for something like

Even if I assigned men to watch over her, it would prove abortive. The attackers are Crow members and I know the kinds of men and women that Blake Crow made his assassins and his assailants. They were skilled men and women and they don’t make the same mistake thrice, the third was always a success. In this case, I wouldn’t lie, I was scared for Sofia’s life, I was so scared she would eventually be killed.

He thought having women in assassination guild would risk the safety of the guild. Michael, Victor, John, and Karlos are the assassins who take orders from me and father for assassination of someone. Lucas was also included in this group but unfortunately he is no more. Paul, Isaac and Martin are snipers, they are good at aiming their targets and killing them with one bullet. While Lucifer and Maria are like my shadow, they carry out every single disgusting action behind me and they're ruthless assassins with no heart of mercy. If they're in New York, they must have already killed George Bacardi who tried to assault me. "Boss, Maria killed George Bacardi. I tried to stop her but–"

Sebastian POV Sitting in my headquarters behind my desk, I went over the last 3 weeks events, I had successfully taken down one of the most wanted men in the world, he had been on the run for the last 20 years. Well, he wasn't on the run but more that he had been guarded by his most loyal men for the last 20 years. I could have taken him down the day I heard about his wrong doings, however I needed to gather my own evidence. I never accepted a mission without having enough proof to convince me to take action. My missions were always designed by myself from choosing the target to executing it, I did have one of the worlds best assassins, hand picked by myself to accompany me. These men were m

Being twenty four years old and the eldest child made me the heiress of the empire. I have a younger 'sister' who goes by the name, Dana. She's one year younger than me. I've been trained ever since I was a child unlike Dana who has been treated like a princess ever since she was born. I stared at the man in front of me, who was shivering in his seat. He had his hands tied behind his back. "Mr Lacroix, I'm sure you know who I am." I spoke with a calm tone. "Y-yes I know who you are. You are the assassin," Antoine Lacroix stuttered, sweat forming on his forehead.

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.

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.