Female Assassin Novels & Stories

She was suffocating and couldn't breathe. Flashes of her childhood where she gets locked up replayed in her mind. “Noo… stop,” She yelled, pinching herself to remain conscious. Kael, who had just left, had an uneasy feeling. As if his body was being controlled he rushed down to the dungeon. Opening the door, he saw her on the floor. As he reached out to touch her, her body trembled. “Don't… Don't hurt me,” She said while unconscious. “A traumatized assassin. How laughable,” Kael thought.

The faint hiss of movement through smoke. She held her breath, crouched low, and waited. The assassin swept past, missing her by inches. In one fluid motion, she lunged low, her blade severing his tendon. He collapsed with a strangled groan, and before he could recover, she forced his face into the mud. Her hands firm and steady, her face unreadable, waiting, listening, until all sound and movement died. On the fifth night, they tried to crush her with numbers. Ten assassins swooped through the forest, talons tearing trees apart. Valia dove into the river, the current tearing her downward into darkness.

“Ah, dear niece, so this is what an average day in the life looks like… waltzing with your kill and staring right into their eyes right before you snuff the light out of it… brilliant!” It was obvious he wanted a reaction out of her, and on a very good day, he would have gotten nothing, but today wasn’t exactly going as planned for the plus-sized assassin. Barbara moved with a speed that would have stunned the girl she used to be. In one fluid motion, she was behind him. She didn't bother shedding the server's jacket; she simply reached beneath it. The cold steel of a ceramic knife was pressed firmly against the pulse point of his neck before he could say another word.

And This is Her favorite Genre. They were screaming in pain , people who were present in cell were enjoying the show. Beside no one dares to go against Lilianah. Whole dungeon was filled with their screams. Some female assassin's were whispering with each other. They were saying That Lilianah has no mercy and they should never go against her. Assassin 1- "Its been long when I've seen boss this enraged" Assassin 2- "Yes, you are right. It seems they had offended boss extremely"

She always wondered why I couldn’t be more like her. Little did she know that I was not actually an accountant. I was an assassin for hire. I would probably shoot myself if I were an accountant. I needed the adrenaline of going out and potentially dying each and every day. I couldn’t live in a house with a white picket fence. It just wasn’t my style.

I have so many unanswered questions about this mysterious assassin. I spent the next week preparing for the formal event while also gathering what I could about assassins that were known. None of the information told me anything. I got a few well-known female assassin names. The number one was Phantom Reaper, second was Blade of Bracken (named after this city, Bracken’s Rock), and third was simply Death. Not very original, that one. By evening, it’s time for me to attend this despicable gala to network and attempt to secure funding for my next research project. I dress sharply in a black tuxedo, my white dress shirt is crisp, and I wear a neatly knotted black

Multiple soldiers went down and the grenades exploded. * * * * * Agent Vosten had never seen a female asset move with such deadly grace. It was like watching the winter Olympics, but with guns involved. This agent was unlike the others he had worked with. She never missed a target and she never made a mistake. Every take down was flawless and every move she made was executed with such deadly accuracy. It was the first time he had ever seen a woman do these sorts of things. Most women in the Syndicate were either pilots or spies, never had he seen a female assassin in the Syndicate. He had heard of a few over the years, but they had found their way into another

“We confirmed it. The Revenant took the contract. The one assassin everyone was terrified of. The one no one sees coming.” I let out a sharp breath and turned away, staring out the window. Moscow glowed beneath us, golden lights hiding rotting bones. “How the hell did he get to him?” I muttered. “That place was a fucking fortress.” “She’s a ghost,” Alek said quietly. “No pattern. No signature. She picks her kills like a god picks storms.” “She?” He nodded. “Her real name’s Amara Voss. Used to work under a few aliases; Russian, Italian, Middle Eastern. Never caught. Never seen. Just bodies and flames in her wake.”

Even though it seemed a little rundown, the place was secluded and quiet. While Harvey drank his tea after having his midnight snacks, Aiden Bauer walked out from the backyard while rubbing his hands. “Branch Leader, the Islander talked,” Aiden briefly reported. “Her name is Noriko Yamaguchi, one of the assassins from the Island Nations’ Shindan Way. She’s experienced in using firearms, especially sniper rifles, and it’s said that her marksmanship can be listed as the world’s top ten. “She was recently sent to Mordu along with many other professionals from the Shindan Way.

Maybe her will-power and strength were not par from honey bone, the former top one Assassin in the world. “Lesly hunter , how’s was the situation there?” asked the man to her over the phone. Yes, the beautiful woman was no another than, Lesly hunter the top one high class assassin in the world. “Yes, Mr. Young master of Luckser. he was guarded by the woman, but don’t worry I’ll find enough time to assassinate him. It was just a piece of cake.” Said Lesly hunter to him.