Handassassinspider-man Novels & Stories

Ashley stood there with her head bowed. She was still there trying to form something up when a hand yanked her towards the elevator. Immediately they entered the elevator, Frederick shoved her and she slam her back on the wall of the elevator. He then came forward towards her and grabbed her by the neck.. raising her body to his eye level. " You think I didn't know that an assassin was sent to kill me? I know the scent of everyone that is working for me in this company but yours is different, who are you!?"

"Those five people behind Anthonio Argento... I can recognize them." "Tell me," Venom urged, leaning forward. Hacker grinned, pleased to be helpful. "One is the Don of The Black Mambas. I recognize the tattoo on his shoulder. The second one is the boss of The Syndicate, Pedro." Venom’s eyes narrowed. "Yeah. I got that." Hacker continued, "I can’t identify the two on the right, but the person in the center is Alpha Rosario." "And who's that?" Venom asked, his curiosity piqued.

Someone shouted holding a cigar. "I hate you, Dimitri...." Iris mumbled under her breath. The leader came forward and stood in front of her. "Seems like your daddy got bored of you. Don't worry I can enjoy...." Saying so he crouched down to her level to grab her inner garments. The moment his hand was about to touch the elastic band of the clothes, a gunshot was heard by everyone and Iris felt a warm liquid splash on her body. "Bastard...." The leader screamed watching his hand bleeding. The bullet hit his hand making it immobile. Before his men could react, the firing had been started and all Iris could hear was screams and watch bodies falling on the ground.

He pesters me as I struggle with myself to at least be able to wiggle my fingers. I hate him. I hate him so much. No particular reason as to why they want him dead? His words right now are enough reasons. What part made me this unconscious? Was it the hit? Or was it the fact that I cut myself? Was it my blood? I have bled one too many times. Aunt Kitra made sure I never had my trainings easy. “What is an assassin if you cannot fight the same death you have made your job?” He continues to pester me as he increases his pressure on my foot.

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

I said, putting my hand on his arm, "You can't let this happen. I'll go, I'll do whatever they want, as long as she's kept safe." "I know," he said, struggling to keep his eyes on my face. I studied him a moment, watching him scratch at his jaw again. "There's something else, isn't there?" He looked down at my hand still touching him then met my eyes. "I think the Taken is Nick.”

The iron-armored spider's head swiveled 180 degrees in vain, unable to find Adrian. With steely resolve, Adrian delivered a crushing stomp that shattered the spider's neck, sending sparks flying. Steel fragments severed circuits, extinguishing the red glow in its eyes. Upon destroying the spider's head, it seemed to go berserk. It relentlessly tracked Adrian, no matter where he moved. Evading another strike, Adrian calmly intercepted a cold shadow aiming for his face, gripping it with immense strength until it crumbled under his bare hands, embedding deeply into the steel.

he answered and the assassin clapped his hands and cheered. "Join me, and you'll be spared," he offered, reaching out his hand for Shadow. He only looked at the man's hand and refused to join. This was the same man who tried to kill Keisha, he can't get past that thought. Before he could answer, an assassin walked inside the room with an announcement. He breathed heavily before saying, "He's not in this building." Pertaining to Sebastian. The assassin offering a deal with Shadow sighed heavily. "I'm giving you a chance to live. The building will explode in ten minutes." Despite this argument, Shadow didn't budge.

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.

I was fingerbanging myself in the van while Gideon issued orders and Ghost was in here alone with a guy known for killing people like him. “You underestimate me. I work best when I have an after-orgasm glow.” I laugh; opening my hand, and let my gun fall. Ghost’s eyes go wide and Judge pushes him forward just a little. It allows Ghost to shuffle to the side at the same time I grab the gun with my other hand and start firing. Judge lets out a loud roar when two of my five shots hit their mark. Ghost hits the floor and suddenly I’m faced with two pissed-off shifters.