Novel & Cerita Classroom Assassination Season 1

"They made the cure for you, too. These are the assassins trained to hunt the unwritten. Their blood is made of lead and virus. One scratch from those needles, and your fire will turn into ash. Your story will be deleted forever." The twelve assassins leaped from the roofs, landing in a perfect circle around Rowan and me. They didn't snarl. They didn't breathe. They just raised their green needles, and the red lines on their masks began to pulse in sync with my heartbeat. Damon leaned back against the door, his silent smile widening as he watched his secret weapon close in. He hadn't just brought a knife to a gunfight; he had brought an eraser to a drawing. I raised my spear of light, but th

Seriously Since Miranda isn't here,am I the next target of business cards I pushed the trolley away after giving him a fake smile I dumped the card into the trashcan not bothering to spare a glance at it to avoid temptation Hahahaha Few minutes to closing Can't wait to see Kel and my best friend also Miranda's POV I put on a baggy trouser and a oversized shirt after having a warm shower Tied my hair into a messy bun and rubbed a little lipstick on my lips I look nice Can't wait to see Mitchelle I walked out of the door and bumped into the jerk I ignored him and walked away despite his stares I sat down on the couch and waited for my best friend Since Kel wasn't around to talk to ,I slotted i

Students fill the hallway, talking loudly, lockers slamming. For a moment it feels normal. Then someone whispers. “That's her.” Another voice. “That's Evelessa.” I sigh. Great. The whispers follow us as we walk. Aretha nudges me. “You’ve officially reached celebrity level.” “I hate it.” Aretha looks amused. “You’ll get used to it.” “I don’t want to.” We reach our classroom. History. Which usually meant professor Kane until Cassain killed him and now he's been replaced with another clueless professor who is somehow terrified of me and does the impossible to avoid me."

he said with a smile “And I badly need an explanation to all of this from her!“ He added pointing to Cassie. “Trust me we all do have an explanation to give!“ Sarah said from behind them and Brian stared in confusion, another questions brewing in his mind “Morning everyone!“ Sean said and returned his greeting as he stood in front of them, “Grrr!“ The bell rang “Time for first lesson” Cassie said, Chloe grabbed Sarah and Cassie's hand to a corner “I need to tell you guys something real quick, that day at the sport changing room?“ “Yes!“ Cassie and Sarah draw “I saw something, someone is gonna die during Mike's funeral, and our home room teacher just announced the date to the funeral!“ “You

Whenever they would bring up the topic of that unknown assassin, their eyes would be filled with rage and resentment. Evelyn cleared her throat and spoke. “You don't need to worry about the new Alpha. If you're worried that your new Alpha is that unknown assassin who killed your previous Alpha, then it's not what you think. If you're talking about the assassin who has a scar under his eyes and a large body like a gangster, who killed your alpha, then... he's already dead. I was the one who killed that unknown assassin.” The clan member was silent. The air was filled with silence.

Before the woman could answer, someone knocked on the door, which surprised the two. …. In the town square, a man holding a brief case ignoring the curiousity of the townspeople said, "Hua, I wonder if that child is still alive?" …. "Ohh? It is finally time to attack the mansion? " One of the assassins on the estate receives the mail from the mansion. "Kill them all, huh." ~ • R18GB • KL • Season One •

I shook my head and increased my pace, trying to keep up with Edwin's long strides as he turned left. Soon enough, we were standing in front of a black mahogany door. He knocked on the door and waited. "Come in." A deep and low voice answered from inside. Shivers wracked my whole body and cleared my throat for the hundredth time this morning. The voice held so much authority and masculinity. "Alright, Miss Kayla. You may go in now. Mr. Marcello is ready to see you," Edwin announced, and I swallowed. Hard. I nodded my head and thanked him.

"A terrible sadness has gripped our people for as long as I have been Keeper. I found it lurking in the shadowy corners of my office when I was elevated. I now imagine it haunted my predecessors for some time as well. At least I will pass on knowing the name of our assassin." "The assassin is right here," Fatima spewed her hate at me. "You are correct," Krasimira chuckled. "The assassin is indeed in this room. Its name is A****n. I need a moment, please." She stood and walked to the doors. What she wanted didn't take long at all. "Gun," we heard her request. The magazine fell to the ground. The sole bullet did not follow. Krasimira walked tenderly into the office as if every step tore like f

The bald guy said. Austin Philips is the same assassin that killed Caine and his brother. "I'm listening." Austin replied over the phone. "The Stark brat is stepping out of line… kill him for me." The bald guy ordered and disconnected the line.

Deep inside the building— Hidden compartments opened. Small black drones lifted into the air. Silent. Fast. Daniel watched the security feed. “…okay that’s cool.” The blast barrier finally collapsed. The assassins stepped through. And immediately— Three drones shot down the hallway toward them. The first assassin raised his rifle— But the drones were faster. Electric pulses fired. The men dropped instantly. Unconscious. The hallway went quiet. Inside the penthouse Daniel slowly lowered the chair. “…I officially love this building.” Sebastian and Marcus arrived seconds later.