Novel & Cerita Fantasy Assassin Novels

Because the cleaning lady's uniform worn by the assassin in disguise was found on the victim's bed. Silent Assassin's works are very clean and his nickname just fits him. He is quiet when he kills. There was not even a trace that the two wrestled inside James' room and it seemed like the man just died from a heart attack. But when James' father autopsied his son's body, the police found out that a strong poison had been injected into the victim's body which caused his death. Silent Assassin's poison is strong because it can kill in just two to three seconds. He is a very dangerous person.

Emmy sat in the archive room surrounded by the new Books of Names. Dimitrius placed another volume before her. “Lyssara.” Emmy looked up. “What?” “We should add her.” Emmy opened the book. She wrote carefully. LYSSARA. FIRST DAUGHTER. VAMPIRE BLOOD. LOVED RED SHOES EVEN IF AURORA CLAIMS OTHERWISE. TAUGHT AURORA TO READ. REMEMBERED. Dimitrius read it. “Is the shoe detail historically necessary?” “Yes.” “I suspected you’d say that.”

Will the height of crimson passion and scarlet Obsession break them apart or The King will fight to the world only for his Queen? *** •Book 5) Her DARK World [Stand-Alone Book] {Story ARIN Arjun Kashyap and DUA Srivastava} ~ Blurb :- In this World of Cruelty, I did something that kept me sane. I went against my family just to protect my sanity.

“Whatever this is, fix the part that makes him look sick when you enter a room.” After she left I went back to the study and wrote the next names for Dante in a hand that stayed steady. Hale had taken the first hit. The kings would keep looking where I pointed. Silas would not get another night near this house if I could help it. And Cassian, who now passed me like I was furniture that had learned how to kill, had put something in me I did not have language for. I didn’t like it. I also couldn’t shut it off. That was the part that kept me in the chair after the work was finished, listening for a door that did not open again.

Cassy's bracelet gave them access to level 1 to level 5 and there were 10 levels on the mage side unlike the warrior side which had 15 levels. They first stopped at level 2 so that she could buy the book she needed to get the formulas of the level 2 magic pills, because as the library that was in the city of Catara, she had also the choice to rent or buy them and Cassy preferred to spend 30 credits to buy it. Then they went directly to level 5 and Cassy looked curiously at the books on flames. All of the books in this section were pay books and Steven told her that these books were sealed just like their special technique books so they must be similar.

“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

Something was telling him it was Adrian's handwork though he didn't have any proof. " You know about Amelia, right?" Nicholas sighed, looking at her. She nodded waiting for him to speak. Was he finally going to tell her about Amelia" "How Amelia and I met was through Adrian. I lived with the Castellnos since I was little. My family died in a fire accident, and the Castellnos took me in. They were close to my family but Adrian didn't like me. I knew it, he didn't like the way his father talked to me or how people like me over him. He didn't say anything but I felt it. We grew up as close brothers and we trained together I as the Mafia Assassin and Adrian to be heir. Soon Amelia came into the

I make my way to a rental car I have parked two blocks away, get in and drive back to Hotel LeVeque, where I plan to soak in a nice hot tub and get a good night’s rest. This is what my life consists of. I travel the globe killing people for a living. I don’t take any sexual gratification from what I do, I don’t even do it for the money really – although it does pay incredibly well. No, this work; this life, runs in my blood. It’s deep rooted in who I am. By the age of twenty-nine I have become one of the most prolific assassins in the world. To those in this shadow world or those who seek me out I am only known by my codename. Blackheart.

Gabriel said, “I didn’t much want to be alive. Ten years of waiting, not knowing if the pull would ever lead anywhere. So I found the most dangerous work I could.” She waited. “I was an assassin, Honor. A professional killer. I took contracts — targets — and I eliminated them. That was my life for the better part of a decade.” She stopped walking. He stopped too, hands in his pockets, and let her look at him. Let her take the time she needed to put it together, to decide what she thought of it. He’d learned enough about her to know that rushing her to a reaction she hadn’t fully formed would only make it worse.

But I didn't, not when all I was focused on as she started to circle the edge of my desk, was bending her ass over my desk and screwing my self into her body and soul, leaving her wrecked only to fix her back together. Kayla walked between me and the desk, the smell of orange blossom and vanilla filling my nose as she lifted her ass onto my desk, legs dangling just in front of my knees. "If this is what it'll take to stop you from breathing down my neck, then sure." she said softly. Locking her eyes with mine, she slipped her sandals off her feet, her tits spilled over her dress in the process, giving me more than an eye-full of her pale, milky tits.