Classroom Assassination Books Novels & Stories

Juaqin’s POV I am in an abandoned classroom in Emmanuel High School. I just escaped from prison. I am sitting on the broken teacher’s table while holding a Mini Uzi. Right now, I will do what appears to be unthinkable. I must kill students, teachers, and staff of Emmanuel High School. They should also be miserable, just like me. So, I stood up and left the abandoned classroom. Then, I shot every person I saw dead. Elisa’s POV

But I'm ready for him, I don't care if I die killing him, people like him don't deserve to be alive. The Next day I walked into the school confidently, I didn't look at anyone but I knew their eyes were on. It was twelve PM so I decided to go to the library, when I walked in, there was no one there. I checked for a book called 'hundered ways to kill someone' it was a novel though and I have no idea what it's doing in the library, Emma told me about it. I found the book, I took a seat and opened to the first page, I saw a lot ways but most of them will be difficult.

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“I found something in the path where we chased the assassins through.” I rushed up to him and took the little book in his hands from him. I had seen this book in Layla's s room a good number of times, and on it was written nothing, so we couldn't be sure what was inside. But if the assassin took the time to do this, then there must be something else going on.

Who's the real assassin here? "But you can't help but think of a reason why you should pull the trigger on our target, right Jay? " Lei asked. The corner of his mouth lifted up. "We no longer kill for no reason. And in this case, I assume that's the reason why Raven is confronting the target right now." He looked up to see a certain window from a building, leaning back against the desk. "There have been 7 students missing so far in 7 years. The most recent was last year."

Mrs. Campbell's voice is booming through the classroom. She's talking about the book “Death of a Salesman” by Arthur miller. Or at least I think she is. I have not paid attention to one word she has said for the past 53 minutes. I’ve been writing away in my notebook trying to think of a new story to write. The classroom is filled with whispers and chuckles and I think I hear someone snoring. My brain is in the zone. The door slams shut and I don’t bother to look up. “Oops, that shut louder than I expected.” a girl said from the direction of the door. I roll my eyes and keep on jotting down ideas and plot ideas as well characters.

“Okay, here goes. I work for a government organization of Assassins. My organization specializes in high-priority cases involving men, or women in some cases, that have done atrocious things but can escape justice because they’re wealthy and connected.” I’m shocked, speechless. At first, I think Declan’s playing some kind of trick on me, but the sober look on his face tells me otherwise. Breath hitching, I lick my lips and ask. “You're not lying, are you?” Declan shakes his head with a somber frown and tightens his fists. I can tell that he wants to touch me, but he’s unsure whether I’d be receptive. Releasing a breath, I nod my head in realization.

Alssandro Leone Romano James Mathews hung up and rounded his shoulder to get rid of the fatigue he now had. He is my Vice-President, henchman, undertaker, right-arm man. Despite his age and charisma, he was an ice-berg. A cruel callous bastard. Though he looked pristine and refined to the nines he had more blood on his hands than I did. We always had hired hands but this sadistic sicko liked to get his hands dirty. He took a pussy, disposed of it. He took a dime, impenitently.

But there was a need for love, and it was Vivian’s desire for Blake that forced her through the school halls. Smears of blood stained the floor and bloody handprints ran the length of the walls. If it weren’t for the delicious metallic scent in the air, it would be easy to assume a kindergarten class had rampaged through the corridor with red paint. And though Vivian couldn’t be sure what had happened inside the school whilst she’d been transforming into a vampire beside her pool, she was certain that whatever had gone down had been absolutely spectacular. She thought of all those miserable goths and stoner types who would have met their doom at the hands of Kyle and smiled to herself.

All I could think of was the memory of the white cloth being pulled over Marie's lifeless body. I never thought Gigi would be the culprit who killed Marie. I couldn't stop myself from lunging at Gigi and choking her. "Annette! Have you lost your mind?" Zachary roared. He grabbed my arm and threw me aside, making me fall onto the ground.