Elf Assassin Novels & Stories

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.

Worthington glared at Zach to stop him from answering back. “Alex. Alex is a member of the agency’s Special Black Ops assigned mostly in the Middle East after her tour with the Marines,” the director finally revealed seriously. “She works deep undercover with her team and the last mission she was involved in nearly caused her life.” “That video,” Zach started and his eyes narrowed when something popped into his mind. “You gave that to Elise, didn’t you? That kind of video was graphic and sensitive enough that procuring it needs a master hacker to find it.”

Ellaine looked beside her and for a moment, she was distracted. Keisha lodges herself forward and kicks her in the face. "Fuck!" she screamed loudly, dropping the gun on the driver's side. Ellaine pushed the corpse away to try and get her gun back but Keisha would not allow it. "By now you probably know I'm an assassin,don't you?" Keisha asked while she was running out of breath. She kicked Ellaine in the face again, slamming her head against the front of the car. "A terrible one," Ellaine answered before grabbing Keisha's foot.

Elle really did take him down hard but she's no shifter and she's not my Head Enforcer. "Actually, she's a human assassin.” It's cruel of me to rub salt in his wound but I need to bring him down to Earth so he can tell me why he attacked. We've had a few rogues get close and several humans wander over our borders, but he's the first one to get so deep into our land and near anyone as precious as a female or pup.

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."

I challenged her. "Okay fine, I'll tell you, AS stands for Assassination Society and as you can see from the name, they are the ones who are given assignments to assassinate someone and the ones who give them these assignments are their BIG SHOT client who wants their mess to be cleaned or enemy to be killed accidentally or in natural death without them being linked to that death," the woman began to explain everything to us. And I hate challenging her since she understands what AS is and what the aim of this group is.

He wasn't going to kill her… at least not yet, not until he's gotten reasonable answers from her. “I-I don't know, but it was instinct.” She stammered before gaining her voice back. “Instinct? What kind of maid instinctively knows how to handle a glock?” he asked suspiciously. His eyes raked her body from top to bottom. Alina was undeniably beautiful. Even with her hair cut into a bobbed hairstyle, it matched her sharp features more. Her lips, cheeks and nose had this permanent flush that made her look innocent — completely hiding the fact that she's a bred assassin.

It read. [Anna, full name: Anna Carol. Alice: An. Profession: Assassin for the organisation Shadow. Member of: Night Shadow Warriors Pack. Daughter of their previous alpha who died under mysterious circumstances.] 'Assassin and a daughter of an alpha. Now this got a whole lot more interesting.' Asher thought to himself.

"Then we stop it. Today." Thalassa coordinated with a contact in law enforcement to bolster the security detail around Sofia’s hospital room. While Fiona and Darwin worked on identifying potential moles, Marcus traced the digital trail left by the would-be assassin. The name that kept resurfacing in various encrypted forums chilled them all: Elias Ward. A former military contractor turned mercenary, Elias was known for making his hits look like accidents. Overdoses, suicides, power outages followed by fatal missteps—he made death look like fate. If he had been hired to finish what the last team started, Sofia wouldn’t survive the day.

"You are done with everything, right? You can go." I moved until we were nose to nose. "You know, I could snap your neck off right now and smash that phone," I whispered. She trembled, just barely—but enough. "If you really listened to that call, you’d know I’m not some simple human. I’m an undercover assassin." "What?" she gasped, her face draining of color. I smirked and pulled back. "Yes. And I can kill you, dispose of your body, and tell Cassius you left in a hurry because something came up. He won’t even question it."