Demon Assassins Novels & Stories

Yet this man seems on fazed. "If your sister isn't dead by now, then she's definitely fine. The demon alpha doesn't keep an enemy. He kills them immediately. He doesn't wait even for a second. Just tell me the reason you want to meet with me. I don't have time to beat around the bush boy" he growled at me

The Assassin shook his head, sheathing his dagger into his leg holster. "Yeah, we are all dead," he winked. "We are just legends now, stories to scare naughty children to bed." He fastened his cloak on his back, his bow now covered. "I've been following dark magic that leaked onto earth. I've spent some time in the upper northeast following a witch with a demon that had possessed her named Trixen. She was taken care of before I got there by the Night Crawler pack just a month ago," he adjusted his belt as we stepped out of the cell.

”Have you not figured out that as long as your mouth is running it is putting us in danger. “Why does everyone seem to want me dead.” “I’d guess two reasons.” “What?” “One, you’re annoying. That’d be my main reason for killing you. Two,” He lifted two fingers over his shoulder as he pulled her down behind a bush with him. “I’d suspect that for some reason the Demon Master wants your tail. And because you are a direct line to the King of Assassins.” “That’s three.” “That’s what I said.” Rhyers remarked over his shoulder.

DAIMON, the assassin who saved Shadow, was drinking a glass of red wine. He was playing soft and calm music while leaning on his chair. He was in deep thoughts about what he shall do next with the information he found out. "Who would've thought… Eros was just a puppet," he whispered to himself. (After all, what man that young orchestrates such disasters…) he thought to himself before blowing out a sigh of annoyance. "Shame he had to die so soon. An alliance with the man holding the power would've helped me eliminate those fuckers who wronged me." He massaged his forehead, knowing how he missed an opportunity to work with someone who could do anything he desires.

I had to move fast. I turned through the pages of the spell book with shaky hands until I finally settled on what I was searching for. “Thrakos, Demon of the Underworld, Lord of Hell,” I whispered, my fingers tracing the forbidden verse. “He who commands the forbidden flames of the devil's domain,” my voice grew louder, desperation etched in my eyes, "I call thee, Thrakos. I summon thee to the mortal realm. Kneel before–” The sound of thunder cracking cut me short before I could complete my words. The ground began to rumble and the circle I had engraved on the ground expanded outwards as dark smoke clouded the entire place.

He stood up, rounding his desk to where she stood facing straight forward. “There's a man in Mexico city. A very powerful man that threatens my position as the top worldwide.” His voice lowers to almost a whisper, the strong breathy smell of toba**o fanning her face. “Don Antonio Alvarez. You will infiltrate his mansion and assassinate him quietly. No mistakes.” Her head shot up. “Another don?” Darius’ brow lifted slightly. “Are you perhaps hesitant right now?” His voice dipped lethally. “I'm not,” Alina said quickly.

I nodded and gave her a hug before hurrying out of the school compound, driving until I reached a local grocery store which held a fading neon sign reading, The Place. As a hideout for an organization which trains people to become assassin's, that name should sound suspicious to anyone. I carefully pushed the glass door causing a bell sound to echo throughout the whole grocery shop. My eyes quickly drafted to Derick who was dressed in a yellow short sleeves and blown short khakis who sat behind the cashier desk. Derick is more the cashier of The Place and also like security for our organization. He is twenty seven years old and has been working here since he was sixteen. He has a slender bui

Thankfully, I turned on the coffee maker before I entered the shower earlier. The monitor dings again, reminding me that Hunter has made it up the stairs. Unlike some of the other assassins, I know that my security system is a little less intrusive. Most of it is coded for the people I know, making it easier for them to get through the system without issue. As for strangers…Well, they go through a more thorough system.

“You probably want to know what happened, huh?” I nod my head. For a moment, I don’t think he’s going to respond, then he takes another breath and explains. “Well, from what we were able to gather, Kazik sent in one of his men to kill us. He shot me in the shoulder, but it was just a graze. Unfortunately, the bastard killed my assistant Sam, and my Assassin, Drex. Obviously, it was an ambush because he did some damage.” I swallow hard, trying to lubricate my throat before I croak out. “What happened to me? How long have I been here?”

Stepping each foot ahead of the other, we make our way into the group that is now starting to grow… Dicing and slicing… Pumping and pushing… Driving and slamming… Over and over as our feet take us… Blood spurting in our face and covering our clothes… Sliding through a pool of mess as we glide our way through, taking each Demon and taking the very essence of their life from their bodies as they drop to the floor and disappear. Soon we are joined by Azron and Dagon that take the ones that managed to get past us. As a complete unit, we bring the end to a group of Demons…