Novel & Cerita Best Assassin

She placed the palms of her hands on his face, down the light stubble that coated his tanned skin. "It's just rumors, stories told in his pack to frighten them all into submission." Isaiah replied, his voice notably stronger. With a small smile that spoke of gentle affection, he removed Mera's hands from her face and placed them against his lips. Once they were no longer touching, that shadow fell back over his eyes and the worry continued to creep in. "There were three who were able to give me some insight, though the details change from person to person. The assassin is a white wolf, one with the ability to resist abilities. Another said she has the ability to steal abilities, but I find t

Alastair's POV I stared at the report on my desk, my jaw clenched so tight it ached. Hayes stood across from me, talking rapidly. "The assassin's name was Kairo Venn. He's a low-level mercenary, known for taking jobs others wouldn't touch.” His eyes flickered to me uncertainly before adding. “He's been linked to several deaths over the past five years, but nothing we could prove in court." "And who hired him?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.

"In the dark world, an assassin who failed to kill his/her targets is called 'Shībài'. This is the reason why this mister who is gentle like grass didn't aim at Securityguard's critical point: the head, the chest, and the stomach; but instead, he hit the limbs which have an 80 percent chance of survival. While that shivering man called Y, his too easy to read and extremely no good in this field more so he seemed kind-hearted. And that madman, I can't felt his bloodthirstiness instead only wrath. He's a good example of all bark but no bite. Hence, they all afraid to kill a person. A failure in this field, a Shībài." All three of them grow in silence. Zitrey nailed all of their weaknesses. Kat

“Tsk. What’s so great about that person anyway.” Jay rolled his eyes and looked in Zeke's direction. “Dude, he’s like at the top of the top in the worldwide assassination board! He had already killed thousands or even millions of criminals from the moment his name was known in our world. The living legend who made all the police burn their hair off from causing havoc in that particular massacre years ago! Shit. He's every assassin's icon!" "And is that something to be proud of?" Jay was confused.

“Edward Bishop, was in service for more than thirty years, climbing up the ranks because of his tenacity and bravery. Alex Walters has been trained well by her father when she showed interest in what he does. Trained her to the extent that as young as fourteen, she was already a sharpshooter.” “If you review the footages from last night, you will see that it only took her a few seconds to fire back at the gunman,” he continued. “Her skill with a firearm is precise and it will only be a few times that she will miss her target.” “How do you know her father, sir?”

We locked the dungeon’s door and walked back toward the bedroom, making sure to walk in the shadows as we did, careful not to be seen. We entered the bedroom and I couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief when we did, wrapping my arms around Iris and pulling her in for a hug. The two of us were yet to grieve over who was once the best assassin of her time. She was known for her strength, power, and purity. The idea of her betraying the way she did would have never occurred to my mind had we not lived through it, and seeing that she tried hitting two birds with one stone, and that one of those birds was Iris and I didn’t come as pleasing to me.

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.

“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.

However, the moment she got to the end of the aisle, a familiar powerful fragrance forced her to look up. That was when she was met with those alluring grey eyes she had gazed upon last night. Alpha Xavier Valcourt was High Target 10, the Alpha she had been sent to assassinate last night and failed. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!

And This is Her favorite Genre. They were screaming in pain , people who were present in cell were enjoying the show. Beside no one dares to go against Lilianah. Whole dungeon was filled with their screams. Some female assassin's were whispering with each other. They were saying That Lilianah has no mercy and they should never go against her. Assassin 1- "Its been long when I've seen boss this enraged" Assassin 2- "Yes, you are right. It seems they had offended boss extremely"