Geisha Assassins Novels & Stories

The grand windows that usually framed endless ocean views were shattered, and the peaceful quiet had been replaced with the sound of gunfire and chaos. AS03, the head of the assassin team, stood amidst the carnage. His expression was impassive as his men executed the remaining guards, their bodies slumped across the marble floors, crimson staining the pristine white tiles. The plan had been simple, get in, take her, and leave no witnesses. But Hazel wasn’t here, and neither was Harden.

He let his head rest on the couch and closed his eyes. Without warning, he felt a cold metal pressed on his neck. He gasped and opened his eyes but made no sudden move. He knew what meatal could mean and he was right. A stiletto blade was pressed against his neck. He knew that blade to be the choice of assassins since medieval times. He also knew Tikhon’s assassins never used any blade, they preferred guns, then who the hell came to kill him? “Get up!” commanded the assassin. Yoshiro was extremely careful. One wrong move and that stiletto could pierce his skin like a hot knife in butter. He stood up and three people stood before him with the fourth one pointing the blade at his neck.

But then I heard a gunshot and saw a bullet hit my attacker's hand, causing him to lose his grip on the knife and scream in agony, and it was followed by another bullet being shot to my attacker's head, causing all of his blood to splatter in front of me and killing my attacker instantly, and his body dropping above my own, which had fallen to the ground. What the hell happened? Nisha’s Pov When night falls, I have already positioned myself on a building near the company that is the ideal area to conceal and shoot someone surreptitiously. While I was waiting for the right moment to assassinate him, I watched what he was doing via the binoculars and saw he was talking to someone affectionatel

Ayu asked back and namiy immediately slid down her sleeves and clings onto Ayu's arm. "I'm just kidding, of course Liam can confess his feelings, it's not a big deal for me, after all, I know that Hera won't like him back, especially if she finds out that Liam already killed thousan–." "Nami!" Jiroo and Ayu exclaimed in unison to stop Nami. "She's right, Hera wouldn't like me back if she finds out that I'm an assassin who killed people." I said with a sigh. "Bad people, you only killed bad people." Jiroo said.

Because the light was too weak, she couldn't see the fresh blood smeared all over the girl's body, only was surprised and shouted: “Shelly... ah!" Nurse Rose stared in disbelief at her stomach, which had just been pierced by a screwdriver and fell to the floor. The children around her were not surprised to see her suddenly fall down, but found a familiar figure entering. Shelly stomped her muddy feet on the nanny rose, smiling at them. The angelic smile at this moment was bloodthirsty like a devil, and his eyes were red like hell fire. "Asian! Asian! Asian!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Greeting, Director…”.(Juno, Mira & Lane) All 3 of them gave their greeting, since this is outside of Aeternum the only acceptable greeting that they can do is just by putting their left hand on their chest and bow slightly. Matriarch Kasuma and Sasu enters the room and just waving off their greeting with a smile, all the Assassin that were with Matriarch Kasuma also dispersed themselves. These assassin doesn’t really need much supervision they were loyal and able to conduct themselves properly. In Visma Nation moreover the Yulga City these assassin is just undetectable, unless they showed themselves no one can find them.

one of Rage's friends said. What the fuck? Am I all to blame? Rage planned all of this, you people! He only lured me to this situation and is completely aware o what kind of person I am! I wanted to yell them those words, to slap them with the truth that it was Rage who planned to fool them. But I couldn't say a single word. I just stood there still, showing no emotion. "That woman is heartless, she must have a mission here that is why—" The next moment, all of the six assassins that are left including Franco, were hit with daggers straight to their necks.

It certainly was not the time to be chivalrous either, as female assassins never relied on brute strength but their beauty. By enticing and bewitching their targets, they were always able to find the perfect opportunity and strike. As such, the most dangerous killers all around would not be the top hitmen with a high body count—it was these seemingly unassuming ladies. And right now, Frank's priority was not Gigi the assassin—it was Pax instead. If Pax managed to flee and trigger the bomb, he and everyone else would be killed!

The girl who had shaken the Academia to its bones. He reached the door. Hand ghosting over the handle. He never felt the blade that took his life. A figure appeared behind him. Cloak of shifting moonlight. White porcelain mask. No features. Black hoodie failing to conceal his horns. Dagger. The assassin whose reputation was whispered in the darkest corners of the underworld. SHING. Twin blades carved through the intruder's throat before he could gasp. Surgical. Brutal. Efficient. Dagger kicked the corpse into a pocket dimension. Bored flick of his boot. Not a single drop of blood stained the carpet.

"Signal the Ghosted. It’s time." The order was sent, and within moments, shadows emerged from the ruins of the dockyards. The Ghosted, silent, faceless assassins trained in the art of war moved like phantoms through the battlefield. Clad in black, their movements were precise, calculated. They struck without warning, their knives slicing through Monadikos soldiers like whispers in the wind. Mikhail’s eyes narrowed as he saw his men falling one by one, their throats slit before they even had time to react. He knew Alvarez would have a countermeasure, but he hadn’t expected this.