Harry Potter Is An Assassin Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

" He reprimanded me and told me to get out of the car as soon as possible. “Ah sorry sir!” I said and immediately got of the car and went back to get inside the driver seat. I instantly started the car and drove away from the hospital parking lot. Unknown POV "Wait, what did you say?! " I pestered him again, hoping to confirm that what I had heard was correct. "The assassin failed to assassinate Mr. Dhruv Ugo Mace, and our assassin was also slain in the operation," he reported to me again. “What?! You said the assassin you hired was the greatest, but instead of executing that jerk, he was the one who died?! " I demanded an explanation for what had occurred aggressively.

"Since Happy Dust has returned and caused an uproar in my life again. You people are ruining my peaceful time." "Just because you can do magic doesn't mean we can't stop you," the assassin smirked. "The Leader Is much more powerful than you." I scoff. I leaned forward and grabbed the assassin around his neck. "You are determined about your Leader. But that leader of yours. If he wants to kill me, he should send someone who can handle the job instead of an amateur." "You bitch!" I chuckled menacingly and removed my grip from his neck. "Yes, I know. Nothing new there."

She’s too sweet and innocent for what I have in mind. With my dark brown, wavy hair, striking blue eyes, and tall, muscular body, I’ve never had a shortage of women. One drunken night, I confessed my feelings for her to my best friend, Corbin. He laughed and told me good luck, considering her stepbrother, Micah, is one of our deadliest assassins. I shudder to think what he’d do if he knew I had some pretty naughty thoughts about his little sister. It’s just really fucked up, which is why I’ve chosen to stay away from her. I’m just not the type of guy sweet little April would need in her life, and it would muddy my working relationship with her brother.

Supressing my anger towards this mindless assistant of mine. "I'm sorry, Miss Siren. But I won't allow anybody to do wicked things to Young lady. I am Harry Spencers. I made a vow to myself that I will protect you in all ways that I can. I am just doing my oath." He's refusal make me wanna blow his head with a pan. He badly needed a good beating later. "This guy looks high on himself. Seems like he's been really in love with this witch." Claudia's mocking look gave me an impression that I want to skinned her alive right now. I'm wondering if she's not that smart enough to think about what Harry said.

Felix gleefully shouted unable to hold it in anymore as he pinched her cheeks making it red from the pinch making her look more adorable. • - •)my what?!........thought Fanah as she acted shock on the surface. Felt good when you act sweet and adoring. "Pu" Lewis who cannot hold it anymore fell as blood trickled down from his nose, who made their sister have the beauty that could cause downfall of cities. Where was the dignity he was keeping? Ahh forget it who cares about dignity when faced with such an enchanting sight. "Young master please restrain yourself, your hurting young lady."

But I don’t have to hide here, with him: My lover and toy. “Please, A stór—arrgh— I’m sorry!" Harry wails, so pretty scary, I want to fuck his throat already. “Shhh.” Yanking his hair, I press a finger to his lips. “I’m not your treasure. I’m your king.” Harry’s body flushes. Barely breathing, blinking. With the way his pupils dilate, I’m almost scared he’ll pass out. His head tilts, enough to call a nod. “Y-Yes..”

His name left my lips; he closed his eyes and lowered his hand that held the knife. "Harry, you must kill her; before she kills us all," I looked Harry's brother in the eyes; his face held no fear towards me; he had no panic in the voice as he spoke; why did he want Harry to kill me so badly?. I felt a sharp pain in my chest; I look down, and I see blood a lot of blood; then I realize it's my Blood; Harry stabbed me. I started feeling dizzy. Everything around me was spinning, and I started coughing up blood. The last thing I saw before I took my last breath was Harry's blue eyes.

I saw a man fall to the ground, I thought it was his guards but when I got there, it was one of the assassins. I thought... I thought he was gonna die, I was only worried about him. But I don't think he cared. He was so angry at me, I have never seen him this angry before. I could feel it, his anger was way too much than the night of the sacrifice. It was like he's gonna kill me, right at the moment, but he didn't. He didn't kill me and I don't know why?" Mrs Malfoy was speechless. "You know, it could have been better if he had killed me that night. He... he doesn't want me, he hates me so much. He said... he said he was gonna kill me if he ever sets his eyes on me."

"I definitely killed you." Harry's smile widens. "Yeah, you really did. Only that was Harry." He gestures to his body like it's a suit he's borrowed. "But don't worry, just call me Harry. The name is kinda cute, honestly. I transferred my soul into his body when I found him dead, and now all I want is a sweet good death for his pack. A death which is going to be done by y'all here, except that I'll be in there feeding y'all with enough information to make it happen." The confession hangs in the air. Soul transfer. Body possession. This thing wearing Harry's face isn't Harry at all.

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.