Clone Assassin Bad Batch Novels & Stories

“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

Beatrice and the others caught up with them too. Bruce smiled smugly toward Alex. “Hey kiddo, do you dare to stay here and fight off these punks together?” Alex initially wanted to stay back to kill all of them, he did not mind if they had to cooperate to do so. “Kill them, make it quick!” The leader of the assassins ordered. However, just as the assassins were about to attack, Bruce suddenly used the thick bat, which was as thick as a calf, in his hands and swung it at Alex next to him.

Queen Ullysarius asked, her eyes glinting with malice. “I do,” Rex said, seeing Brend’s pupil on his non-swollen eye flare with recognition when he looked up to see who his judge would be. Quickly scanning down the line with this new information, he could tell with almost utmost certainty who the remaining prisoners were. Seeing each differing body shape in the hooded slumped figures, he knew the next captive would be the thin knife wielder whose name was Barton. Leaning over and removing the hood, Rex exhaled loudly. “If I’m not mistaken, it seems you may know this entire squad of assassins blessed one?” Ullysarius asked, leaning forward to take in the dire expression now plastered across R

And he was getting on my goddam nerves. "You let yourself be blinded, King. Not everyone is on your team." His words evoked a string of thoughts in my mind as I tried to understand what his vague message meant. The assassin took that chance to attack me with his knife again, but he was struck by a bat from behind. He slumped onto the floor like a log, the dagger in his hand flying in front of my feet. "That was close." Connor breathed out, swinging the bat in his hand. The assassin groaned from the blow delivered to him, while guards rushed to lift him off the ground.

He pounded his fists against the door and I stared. "You had better behaved yourself! Rebellion will only lead you to your grave! Stop being stupid, Andrea! The next time you put on such an act, I will kill you myself!" He yelled. I could hear him storming off. Once I was sure he was gone, I laid down on the cold, concrete floor and closed my eyes to sleep. ... We were in the Shadow Assassin's underground base. Ruby, our leader was standing in front of us, her expression schooled. "Alpha Vincent of Crystal River Pack is next on our list," she said and some of the assassins began to murmur.

“You have one hour before the footages will be deleted, Montgomery. I said you get to it immediately.” Alex walked beside Zach, clutching her bleeding arm. “Was Saood here?” “No. But that man you shot on the legs is one of his leaders,” Damon replied. “Looks like you added another line on his list against you.” “F8ck.”

I guess that’s something, but still it hurts that he is gone. With the alliance struggling to figure out which enemy might be responsible for Misha’s death, I think it’s time to turn to someone who deals with assassinations for a living. Shane Thorne is a good friend of ours and he belongs to a secret society assassins called the Faceless Assassins. I only met Shane a couple of years ago, however, he’s been close friends with Max, Trey, and Leo for years. With Shane’s day job being even more morally grey than what we do, makes him one of an ally to have. The one downside to his job is that sometimes he’s not available.

His pale gold eyes radiated pure power; he didn't look like a man who had just survived a hundred-foot drop and a freezing river. But what really made their skin crawl was the backup. Standing beside him were Alpha Jasper, Alpha Dominic, and the notoriously brutal beta, Stuart. The realization hit the assassins like a physical blow: they had brought a knife to a gunfight. Still, these were desperate men. Trapped with nowhere to run, the lead rogues exchanged a feral look, bared their fangs, and charged with a collective roar. A split second later, a synchronized volley of shots rang out.

“They must’ve followed my trail. Or maybe they were watching all of us.” One of the cloaked figures raised his staff, aiming it straight at me. “Ghost Wolf Rachael Snyder. By decree of the Elders’ Council, you are to be contained, your power relinquished.” “Over my dead body,” Kelvin snarled. “That can be arranged,” the second assassin said coldly, then launched a blast of silver light from his staff. Kelvin shoved me out of the way just in time. The blast hit the ground where I’d stood, burning a crater into the earth. Mike lunged forward, engaging the first assassin in a brutal clash.

Third POV " Oh , it's because privacy is very important for assassins. They can't disclose their identities to anyone. But believe me, my captains are talented in every field," Brendon replied sarcastically. " Proceed with your introduction quickly," Brendon says and the next one gets up. " I'm an assassin too, I'm called a blood hunter." Another female captain, she was brunette with a slim figure, the trained body of assassins for escaping and running away. " I'm a Sniper, my codename is Blossom."