Geisha Assassins Novels & Stories

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.

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

…. “Damn that Zelle. How hard is it for her to reach the right age?” ---Zeppelin. …. “You! You! You! Then you! And You! "Zeppelin pointed at five maids as he angrily glared at them. “I want Darlene and Vihina to come back here before the sun comes down! And bring all the assassins back here from the estate! One killer wouldn’t be able to defeat all of you, wouldn’t he?” The maids bowed as they promised to complete the mission Lara couldn’t do.

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.

I watch as Neriman bounces the kid on her hip, he giggles and squeals with his hands waving in the air. I sigh with relief, gratitude and sorrow at the same time. My sorrow is purely for Neriman. When her Büyük baba [grandfather] took her against her will, telling her that she was a Peker and not just some random hired to be Sedars P.A. He dropped her off at an unknown location where there was a boot camp for the Mafiya assassins and because she was a female, they removed her reproductive organs. The female assassins are also known as 'Femme Fatales' they are trained to seduce the Dons into giving them their most private information before they strike and take his life.

Narrator- While the apprised aunt and her oblivious niece shared lunch, across town in Georgie's lounge, the bar owner received an unexpected guest. The assassin snuck her way into the building and prepared to catch George off guard. But before she could make her final move, her plan was exposed. "I know it's you, Elaine." George spoke, while he saw to organizing the bar. Elaine, a tall, pale-skinned woman with long raven black hair and aqua blue globes suddenly dropped behind George. She wore all leather clothing, her lips painted blood red.

'The last woman who thought she could stand between me and what is mine had a tragic accident. Elira looked from the vial in Thane's hand to the dead man at their feet. "The assassin on the road had a Rennar crest. A false clue. She's clever. She wouldn't send men with her own mark." She met Thane's gaze. "But she would use a maid to do her spying. A maid with a distinct, cheap perfume. And when the maid reported something suspicious—my fear, my strange behavior—she would send professional killers to investigate."

Then with her other hand, she gently wiped the sword away causing the sword to rotate and get stuck on the ground. “An assassin" Mia looked at the sword on the ground with a frown. “Now you missed your best chance. I'm sure you will want to come out” Mia grew up as royalty in the demon realm. And she knew the in and out. She also knows of a clan in the Demon realm that deals in assassinations. She knows that they were one of the top demon clans that had access to the outside world. Because of their success in their assassination. They had one rule: never miss. The moment they did, the mission was considered a failure. But the problem was. They never missed in their attempt. Only a strike was

No one could take them down. The idiot was ignorant and cocky. Kaze had lost his patience at that point. Not wanting to drag it further, he cut to the chase. “Tell the five assassins hiding in your place to come out.” Benedict was shocked. He looked at Kaze in terror. How did the dummy know he hired five assassins? While Benedict was still reeling in shock, several figures emerged from various corners of the house. The five assassins were four men and one woman. Their icy gaze bore no emotions. These individuals were killing machines trained by Gabriel. Tension rose in the villa as they showed their faces.

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.