Cool Assassin Names Novels & Stories

This is a wolf fight and I have no business getting between them, the rest stop has cleared for a reason and if I weren't drunk, I would have picked up on it earlier. “Yes, a strong name with a strong title, like Luna or Enforcer. Titles need to be strong so we know not to fuck with them; the strongest title of all, though, has to be "Heir". The rogue lifts the shotglass up to his nose and winks before putting it down; his eyes flash yellow as he focuses on Ghost, neither has made a move to attack the other but I can feel it coming.

I furrowed my brows at him. “I meant, good that he wasn’t your boyfriend…not that he was a fucking moron that got himself killed.” I tilted my head at him. He ran a hand through his hair. He looked nervous. “Please disregard what I just said.” I scoffed. “Yeah, sure.” “Good.” He let out a breath. “How many people have you taken out?” Most assassins didn’t keep count; after the first few years, they all blended together. But I knew the exact number of people I had taken out for the last decade. “Three hundred and fifty-seven.”

"Like these guys." I turn to my boyfriends for a split second, then back to Tristian. "What are their nicknames?" I ask, very curious now. Now I want to know. I didn't need to, but I wanted to. "Haze, Gunner, Blitz, and Asphalt," Tris says right before getting in the car and closing the door behind himself. "We could've told you that ourselves," Sebastian says, causing me to roll my eyes and let a little laugh slip out.

He smiled and said calmly, “We’re on the same boat now. You don’t need to be so nervous. Let’s chat.” “We’ve got nothing to say to you,” A twenty-seven or twenty-eight-year-old man replied. There was paint smudged on his face, so his exact appearance was not visible. When James was making the human mask, he had already called May and asked for some information about the top-ranked assassins. He glanced at the man who replied, and through the way he was dressed, James recognized him. His real name was unknown, and his codename was Midnight Wind. He was an SSS-ranked assassin, number five on the assassin leaderboard, and was incredibly strong.

Black American,7ft 1inch tall,bald headed with tattoos all over his two arms,his neck and his left cheek. Studs on his two earlobes and a nose ring. He looked like a criminal who just got out of jail and he looked frightening each time he frowns. They say,he was once a ring fighter.Ice cold. Real name,Shawn Gomez. To be honest with you,I like this guy. As his name depicts,he was very calm and quiet. You could underestimate this guy but girl! You would be shocked out of your skin. Not too tall but taller than storm. He is good with the machine guns and long range guns. A former assassin and now,he works for Jake.

His usual energy is sunny and annoying but instead this one is dark and unpredictable. Who is the real Keith Anderson? The sunny guy or this cynical one? What are his intentions? Oh my God he knows my sister's damn it! "You must have many questions about me right? I'll answer them one at a time, go ahead and ask." He said with dominance. "Who are you?" "I'm Keith, you know that. But what you don't know is that I'm Keith Anderson Malloy." He answered. Malloy? Why does that sound oddly familiar?

Aurelie said kindly. Reiyu grinned at her awkwardly. "It was nothing! Forget I said something aside from the words hello or hi." "By the way, I'm Alessia. They call me Allie for short, I am the current assistant of CASANOVA and the temporary assistant of the group THROBMAKERS." Aurelie suddenly got excited after hearing the group name CASANOVA. That's the group where her ultimate crush, Ryota Morii belongs to. "It's nice to meet you, Allie..." They shared a handshake.

She indeed came to settle some scores with me. "Ammy I can explain if you just let me." I tried calming her down; Ammy was one of the best Assassins the organization had ever trained. I mean, during the short period she worked for the organization, she was known for her masterful ways of killing her targets.v but believe me when I say she was a psycho, imagine giving a gun to a trigger freak. "I will fucking kill you, Kat," she said, pulling out a knife from behind her. Another thing about her is that she is creative when hiding her weapons.

Jack reported. Brianna checked the scent of the tea then stared at it again after. "B, I am sorry to say Charles Anderson's mission was to raise the best assassin to take Leandro Michaelson down. A target they have been trying to take down but has failed until now," Jack stated with shortened breathing. Brianna could hear Jack drinking water. He must have taken his meds to calm his emotions.

“We will try you as the leader of the organization which will not go do well for you, except you work with us to bring down the actual leader.” Bryan added. “Okay. Let’s say I tell you what I know about the gang and it’s boss, will you let me go?” Marco asked. “Of course. All you have to do is testify against the real boss.” Bryan added. “Alright. I’ll think about it.” Marco replied, before the agents walked out of the room. Immediately the duo got out, they found Mr Ben waiting for them outside. “I need you both to head downtown, to the Russian casino. There was a shooting some minutes ago. The police are already there, but they found some bricks of cocaine in one of the back rooms in the