Books About Assassins Fantasy Novels & Stories

"Combine this piece with the other pieces of the crown and it will work for you, dearest Jasmine." Even in my spirit form, I felt the power of the gem pulse against my palm. The magic traveled the length of my arm, into my shoulder, up my neck and face where it stopped on my forehead. I couldn't see it but I knew it was next to the others, a portion of it buried into my skin. "You're the final assassin?" I asked, confused. "Not necessarily, no. When the elves created the assassins, they were something different. Entities filled with magic that would demand those who touched the crown piece fight them."

“Ali is doing great, but Micah is driving me nuts. He’s like a crazy helicopter father─ always hovering around her. I found him putting foam on the corners of our end tables the other day. He said because he didn’t want Ali bumping into the sharp corners. I told him that she’s only three months old and won't be walking for a while, but he won’t listen.” A genuine chuckle escapes my lips at her perturbed words. I can definitely see Micah doing those things. He’s unquestionably a candidate for an overprotective father. Ever since Sophia found out she was pregnant, he has been super vigilant. I guess considering the business he’s in, he’d have to be. You see, Micah and the others are all Assass

Would be use as an evidence. Back then as an assassin, I always made sure I destroy every proof that I have. Every single one of them, I don't ever leave any trail or something that could stand as a weapon against me. I am always careful. There was this particular book that caught my eye, is actually the title that piqued my interest... The book title is, *The kidnapping of five kids.* This is so gross, killing people wasn't enough, he actually... Kidnapped kids! My father is a real psycho.

I smiled, sitting a cup of coffee before each of them and taking my seat at the table. “Do you really want me dead?” Lizzy asked. “Direct.” I laughed. “I like that in a person. To answer your question, no. I don’t want you dead, I never did.” “Why did momma think you did then?” She demanded. “I can’t answer that for you. She’s the only one that truly knew why she ran. I suspect it’s because her mate was murdered by assassins on orders from King Jonas. It would make sense that she didn’t trust me, maybe even feared me, because I was an assassin myself.” I replied.

It was as if I were looking for a needle in a haystack. If Silent Assassin weren’t an enemy of the law I would have applauded him for his bravery and for having such skills. He was very slippery just like an eel. And all of his victims are people who are hugely plagued by society. He is like Robinhood in modern times. It’s just that Robinhood stole from the rich and gave to the poor while silent Assassin kills the rich people who are plagues of society and bullies the people who are helpless because of their low status or don't have money. He will be good police if only he is not an assassin.

"It's d-done, it'll be r-release on Monday." "Good." I said and pulled out my dagger on his arm which made him cuss loudly. "You know what's the saddest part in life?" I ask while wiping the blood out of my dagger using his sleeve and walk behind him, pulling his head back and slit his throat. "To meet demon assassins like me." I whispered while smirking and watching the amount of blood that had poured from the wide jagged wound under his chin across his windpipe. When he stopped writing, I slowly pushed his swivel chair near his table and picked up his phone, typing a message and leaving it beside him.

And now only less than then assassins are left standing. One of the assassins took off its mask. It is a middle aged man. A man familiar to me. "El Morte," I said under my breath. It is the name of the guild. And the man who took of his mask is one of their first class assassins, Franco. I know him because we once fought but he escaped when he got severely injured. Didn't know he actually survived that. "Isn't it ironic? Werewolves are very strict when it comes to morality, and yet you are with an assassin from House of Spades?" Franco said playfully as his eyes drifted to me.

the man stood up and said. "I was in charge of inspecting the Assassins who had been discovered dead. Your Highness, they were all newborn vampires." "Aren't vampire bodies supposed to turn to ash and vanish after death?" Beta Nick asked, and everyone in the room looked at the physician in anticipation of an answer.

I grabbed his wrist, forcing his own dagger back against his throat. A quick slash. A gurgle. And he dropped to ground like ragged doll, his blood spilling on the ground, joining the other pool from the other dead assassins. The assassins seem to be an unholy mix of werewolves and humans. When this was finally over, Andrew's room was definitely going to need a makeover. The moment he hit the floor, another assassin took his place, aiming for my head. I pulled my head back, dodging the blow and grabbed his arm, snapping it in an instant making him scream in pain. Then I grabbed his throat and pulled it out, killing him.

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