Day Of The Assassin Novels & Stories

“Jesus! That kid never runs out of energy, does he?” A chuckle escapes my lips at his amazement. “Connor is definitely in a league of his own.” Declan looks down at his feet then back at me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he looks nervous. Licking my lips, I lift my knees to my chest, wrap my arms around them and take a deep breath. “What are you?” I ask the question that has been niggling in the back of my mind since she showed up at the mansion. His brow quirks, but he maintains an even expression. “What do you mean?” Puffing out a breath, I throw back the covers and rise from the bed. “Wow,” I mutter out in disbelief. “Are we really going to play this game, Declan? Well, let me brea

Before Celena could shout for help, the man hit Celena on the back of her neck. Celena fainted before she could even figure out what happened. Seeing that Celena collapsed, the man in black slowly lifted his cap, revealing his face that was covered in scars. He was the assassin named Dylan who was in the apartment earlier. A wicked grin appeared on Dylan's face as he looked at Celena, who was on the ground in front of him. In a cold voice, he said, "I'm quite surprised that the target this time is just a powerless woman. It's too easy."

the assassin lowers his gun and walks over to me. He wraps his arm around me and digs his finger into the wound in my shoulder. I lower my shoulder, trying to get away from him. "Get your filthy hands off of me," I snap at him. "Oh no, Lo," the assassin says as he pulls me in under his arm. "We have all agreed that we will have some fun with you before your time is up."

"I didn't expect you to scare off the assassin." Chad glanced at Tanner, not bothering to respond, and carried Nancy back to his room, with the little white fox following at his feet. Seeing that for the first time, Tanner remarked, "An interesting man!" Muttering to himself, Tanner looked into the room and saw the assassin with a bloody hole in his chest. "Damn, this Saffronesian assassin failed his mission and committed suicide!" Tanner assumed the assassin had used explosives to kill himself. He had encountered Saffronesian assassins before and knew they sometimes used clay explosives for suicide.

“Welcome to my world. The Assassin Revealed The press conference was broadcasted live, drawing massive attention. Security was tight, but Fiona knew one thing: The assassin would come. And they did. As she spoke to the crowd, Fiona felt it—a presence. A shadow moving through the sea of reporters. Then—a glint of metal. A gun. Fiona’s heart pounded, but she didn’t flinch. Instead, she whispered into the microphone, “I see you.” Chaos erupted. Security rushed in. The assassin tried to flee—but Thalassa tackled them to the ground. A struggle. A gunshot rang out. Then—silence. Thalassa stood, breathing hard. The assassin lay pinned beneath her, disarmed and defeated. Fiona stepped forward, stari

Before he could pull the trigger, the assassin fell lifelessly on the ground. “What the heck!” He was amazed to watch some assassins shot by an unknown man. He continued firing bullets since he had a helping hand. An assassin hopped to Lucas, dragging his other whack feet long, his face was covered with a veil and he was on tight black clothing. The assassin looked armless not until he pulled out a dagger from his black clothing. Lucas's heartbeat raced as he directed his gun toward the assassin hopping toward them. “Don't move” Lucas ordered in a husky tone. Lucas pulled the trigger, The assassin smirked, and he swallowed a none existing lump in his throat as no bullet emerged from his gun.

The rifle was already raised. The assassin hadn’t even noticed him. “Patience is impressive,” Dmitri said lightly. “But you chose the wrong playground.” Dmitri saluted at the camera, teasing Alessio with a smirk. Then pulled the trigger. The gunshot exploded through the hallway. The assassin collapsed. For a moment… silence returned. I exhaled slowly. “Guess that’s over.” Alessio didn’t move. His eyes were still on the screen. Cold and focused. Then the body on the floor moved.

The next instant, the two assassins dashed toward Jate, flanking him in a pincer movement. Jate snorted as he mocked. "What a bunch of craps!" He lifted his legs and kicked out. With two loud thuds, his feet hit Rock and Shin in the chest. Immediately, blood sprayed from the two assassins mouth as they flew backward like puppets that had their strings cut. They crashed to the ground by Lucas Brown's feet, coughing out one last mouth full of blood with their next fell to the sides limply. They were died in an instant.

But the assassin didn’t go down. With inhuman speed, he pivoted, slamming his elbow into Dino’s injured side. Pain seared through him, but he refused to falter. Dino grabbed the man’s head and slammed it against a metal crate. Once. Twice. Blood splattered. The assassin crumpled to the floor. Dino pressed a hand to his side, feeling the warmth of his own blood. Not fatal. But close. No time to waste. He pushed forward. Elena’s Last Stand

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."