Book About Female Assassin Novels & Stories

I let his head fall back. “I’m just here to fulfill a promise; I am nothing if not a woman of my word.” I let the anger course through me; let some of it out of the tight box I kept it locked in. It flared to life and seemed to surround me, begging to be let out. I liked this version of me. At least I liked her better than the weak person I played. The assassin coming to enact vengeance against everyone that wronged her... Now, that felt good. Even if neither of those personas was the real me, I didn’t know who I really was anyway. But this was power. This was everything I had been lacking and everything I was craving.

She said and I wasn't surprised. I knew she was wasn't a regular person. I knew she was up to something. I knew she knew too much for her own good. "I am a free assassin," She said and it all made sense. Free assassin never worked or belonged to a clan, they get hired to work for an important mission and after that they are discarded even if the Mission failed. They had an immortality card. "I would not kill Mason if you tell me where my child is," I said and she nodded her head slightly.

A true assassin can use anything as a weapon. A single needle was enough to kill. The female assassin moved with lightning speed, the air whistling with her motion. In a split second, Austin's pupils constricted to the extreme. He rolled to the side, breaking free from the assassin's grip on his chest, and landed on the floor. Before he could get up, the room darkened as the assassin leaped over the bed, diving toward him. "Get off!" Austin kicked upward with explosive force, his powerful leg muscles sending the assassin flying.

I would suit its back but time is not on my side. His glass door reveals he is neither in his ambiently lit kitchen nor his living room, but the security men from earlier at least denotes he is home and that is all that matters. Tucking my gun in its holster, I proceed to unlock the door with a central key. To become an assassin, you have to learn to pay more attention to details than even a forensic analyst. His door made not even a creak the last time I was here and now it is like I did not touch the door.

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.

“Jesus! That kid never runs out of energy, does he?” A chuckle escapes my lips at his amazement. “Connor is definitely in a league of his own.” Declan looks down at his feet then back at me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he looks nervous. Licking my lips, I lift my knees to my chest, wrap my arms around them and take a deep breath. “What are you?” I ask the question that has been niggling in the back of my mind since she showed up at the mansion. His brow quirks, but he maintains an even expression. “What do you mean?” Puffing out a breath, I throw back the covers and rise from the bed. “Wow,” I mutter out in disbelief. “Are we really going to play this game, Declan? Well, let me brea

He hated the fact that she was a force to be reckoned and worse was that she wasn't even on his team but the opposition. As he pondered these questions, his phone buzzed with a message from Connor. He read the message, his eyes narrowing. "Evelyn Baker," he muttered to himself. The name sent a chill down the of every business man or higher ups in the city. He leaned back in his chair, his mind working round the clock. Evelyn Baker was no ordinary assassin. She was a ghost, a legend whispered among the shadows. And now, she was coming for him. He suddenly felt thrilled knowing the one who hacked his computer was Evelyn Baker. He had a certain attraction towards her, but the only thirst availa

“He’s the kingpin of global flesh trade. Those pups? Inventory. And he was my original mark when I first came here.” Three sets of eyes blinked at me. I arched a brow at my mates. You never briefed them? Their shrugs said priorities. “Seems our fearless leaders omitted a detail,” I drawled. “I’m not just your Luna. I’m a trained assassin. Interrogation specialist.” Sighing, I turned back. “Seems our Alphas left out a detail. I’m an assassin. A master torturer.” Silence. Then— Marcus barked a laugh. “Fuck me, that’s good. Almost sold it too. Seriously though—” He froze at our stone-faced expressions. “…No way. You’re actually—holy shit! No wonder you’re a badass.” His grin could’ve powered a

she remarked with a broken heart. Anger erupted as the pain she was feeling became too much for her to handle. Gritting her teeth, she shoved her head back until it landed on his nose. Leaning back, he stumbled and released her. And seizing the chance, she swung her sword toward him, aiming it right for his heart. Flarry could hear her heartbeat and knew that right now she would be mean. True, he trained her, but her uniqueness sets her apart from the others. Speak more when her heart beats this way because she is the only assassin that he finds difficult to eliminate.

Author's POV Arabella quickly grabbed Rose, she was shot on the arms. Rose looked up and saw the assassin with her egale eyes, Arabella also saw him. Their reflexes worked in sink, both had compact javelins which became full sharp slender things with the press of one button. The assassin tried to run while jumping from one roof to other but he failed to understand that women he was messing with are warriors. Arabella and Rose threw the slender javelins at the same time and it cut through both the thighs of assassin. The crowd around them screamed and started running away.