Best Assassins Anime Novels & Stories

Even though it seemed a little rundown, the place was secluded and quiet. While Harvey drank his tea after having his midnight snacks, Aiden Bauer walked out from the backyard while rubbing his hands. “Branch Leader, the Islander talked,” Aiden briefly reported. “Her name is Noriko Yamaguchi, one of the assassins from the Island Nations’ Shindan Way. She’s experienced in using firearms, especially sniper rifles, and it’s said that her marksmanship can be listed as the world’s top ten. “She was recently sent to Mordu along with many other professionals from the Shindan Way.

“Let's move quickly, before the place above will be ruined. As the two notorious, ruthless, and top rank assassins, who already killed thousands of lives and never been failed in their own mission, are about to meet.” “If Crimson Blade, that girl has bounty on her head, I would like to also took her down. And have glimpse on her unrivaled face, face that no one can't describe nor ever see than the top high ranker assassins with the same level of skills and Aoi Akuma, her rival. But right now, I would not risk my life for something I can't gain a profit.” Meanwhile... Zitrey in black ninja outfit, stands firmly atop of people laid on the floor unconscious, with the blazing fire outside that r

Both of them jumped back out of the way, throwing ninja stars at him as they did, forcing him to block them with the flat of his sword and keep them back. "Cowards!" He roared, snarling at them as more of them surrounded him and his men. The assassins wore green ninja robes with a balaclava covering their whole face and only their eyes showing through a small split wielding two daggers one in each hand. "Take this!" Whitemain yelled as he charged ahead, using his incredible power and speed to close the gap in an instant before delivering a powerful slash down at the head of the first assassin. However, the ninja was able to jump back and dodge the attack, while the other jumped behind Whitem

He already had Italy under his control, but he wouldn't rest until he had killed the entire clan of the Blue Dragon Group of Anonymous Mafia Association. No one would be able to escape him. He is determined to eliminate the entire clan and successor of the Blue Dragon. "But-" The assassin's words were cut off as he received another humiliating slap! "What? That's an order! Bring more men with you! Maybe that woman has backup nearby." He ordered, and the two assassins quickly ran away. They had already received several slaps from their boss, and their faces were red. Meanwhile, Alexis and Zac's mom had just finished eating and were heading to the parking lot where their driver was waiting.

Since both of us had enhanced senses we could pick up what ordinary wolves couldn't. Asher guarded the kids with his body as he ducked while I took out my kunai knives and jumped over Asher and the kids, throwing both my knives sideways. They soared through the air and hit two assassins hiding behind the shipping containers which must have been disembarked earlier. "Argh!" I heard the sounds as two bodies fell and I triumphantly landed on my feet. Asher's men instantly became vigilant and began to run in all directions trying to look for the enemy.

“One more thing. ‘Everyone except for you.’ What did you mean by that? Why wouldn’t you have to tell my brother that I’m dead?” Bri’s face formed a subdued smirk. “Why don’t you ask your brother sometime?” —— Bri stood in front of a hallway window, watching the gardens as the shining sun made its way through the clear sky. She glanced to the right as Tamashi approached. “Let me guess: you’re speaking on everyone’s behalf?” Tamashi ignored her question and turned to the window. After a brief period of silence, he began to speak. “Charlie and Anna are declaring that they wish to become assassins. Tsuru wants to remain as a guest. As for me…”

The only thing that mattered was the woman on the other end of the line. "Where are you?" I asked, my voice terrifyingly calm. I didn't need to ask what happened. I didn't care about the details. All I knew was that whoever had made her cry was already dead. I would find them, and I would make sure their end was the most painful thing I had ever choreographed in my seventeen years as a weapon. I was going to tear every wall down to get to her

Im curious as to whats going on in his head, I muster up the courage to ask, "Whats on your mind? You look like you got wheels turning in head whats up?" He said nothing just looked at me. My gut started stirring and my palms began to sweat. No one makes Ferro nervous, but I know Roman is a cold blooded killer, worse than me. I kill to protect, Roman and his cousin Khan kill for enjoyment. They were some sick and twisted bastards. "You've grown quite fond of our little assassin huh? I mean I cant blame you, she blossomed into a real woman eh?" his voice got husky and was laced with lust.

I nod, “Since I have to be visible, I’ll assign myself to their tables and make vague comments. But we have to give them a chance to get me alone and allow them to strike.” He nods. “That’s why we need everyone to come in and plan this carefully.” As soon as he walks away, my mind keeps spinning with possible plans. There are so many things to consider. Within the hour, every Assassin within the vicinity is once again sitting at the conference table. I look around with amazement; Priest, Corbin, Dragon, Stryker, Cameron, Jaxon’s niece, Valkyrie, a Scotsman who is ironically named Scotty, Phanthom and Heathen join our group. Phantom is the strong, quiet type, while Heathen is a loud, rugged c

I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.