Harry Potter Raised By Assassins Fanfiction Romane & Geschichten

he adjusted his belt as we stepped out of the cell. "But then I heard rumors that two witches were using dark magic to pull the strings of this human's genetics and bring magic to the surface. I investigated and found Faye and Leona practicing the darker arts. I hid in the shadows so I could figure out who this warlock could be, and take care of them in one go." The Assassin's lips were now pursed together in irritation. "I traced every one of their calls until they got a call from Rowan asking for help from an incubus. Figuring I could take care of that problem as well, I followed, only to find that Brodrick was also here," he smiled. The Assassin led us up the stairs until we reached the b

I would forever remember what happened in order for me never to do it again. How else would I learn the consequences of such an act? I wasn’t sure Anja and Leander’s glamour of the pack would have worked, but I must say that I was surprised that it did. Anja even put the glamour over Harry so that he wouldn’t remember what happened to him. I was thankful for that; the last thing anyone wants is for that little boy to grow up remembering how he was killed then brought back to life. This vampiric spell also had people believing that Harry was born from Bastian and Lilly. Even little Harry will think they’re his birth parents. I wondered how that would work when Bastian and Lilly haven’t been t

Jacob and James were shedding crocodile tears as they pretended to cheer Jenson on, “You must be careful, Jens! You can’t get disabled because of them as you know very well an Ares heir cannot have any disability.” Jenson spat out the words, “I think both you grandpas should take care of yourselves.” Jacob and James glanced and smiled at each other. They were both ecstatic about their perfectly executed plan. However, the situation began to take a turn. One of the assassins suddenly began to turn on them and dashed toward Jacob. A blade was lifted into the air and slashed down, making Jacob’s fingertips fall to the ground with blood oozing out of it. “Ahhh!” A terrifying shriek instantly sou

Harry spits, backing away but unable to leave, cornered by his allegiance to the silver Omega. "She's beautiful," Ariadne says in a way that gives Victor chills. "I understand why you'd be so eager. But what will you say when you meet her again, that you tried to kill her son and grandchildren." Harry looks furious, red painting his cheeks, injured and weak. He crumples to the ground, bowing his head. "I just wanted to raise someone strong, someone that w-wouldn't die on me or-" and his eyes flicker hatefully to Victor, "-turn on me."

I thought she would the next Vivian. "Sir z please she is one of your assassins, what happened," Lucas asked as he held me on the arm that held the gun. "She is the killer we have been looking for, she is the killer! I will kill her!" I yelled as I spoke. I pushed aside Lucas and I walked over to the girl on the floor. I grabbed her by the hair and Harry tried to stop me. I placed the gun on his head and he moved back. He was right under the same category as she, I could use the opportunity to murder him too if he kept on persisting. I had to find new members to be placed on this team. Everyone of them were worthless and useless.

“He suddenly wants to meet with all the skilled assassins of the Nameless.” I frown. “Which means whoever he wants us to kill this time is a big shot.” “Exactly,” she explains. She stops at the entrance to Hades’ chambers, giving me a tight smile. “Well, good luck,” she waves. I nod. Hades sits on his chair, looking all high and mighty with that snarl on his face. He locks eyes with me the second I walk in—and so do the other assassins. Realizing I got here late, I lower my head, feeling everyone’s gaze on me.

He hated the fact that she was a force to be reckoned and worse was that she wasn't even on his team but the opposition. As he pondered these questions, his phone buzzed with a message from Connor. He read the message, his eyes narrowing. "Evelyn Baker," he muttered to himself. The name sent a chill down the of every business man or higher ups in the city. He leaned back in his chair, his mind working round the clock. Evelyn Baker was no ordinary assassin. She was a ghost, a legend whispered among the shadows. And now, she was coming for him. He suddenly felt thrilled knowing the one who hacked his computer was Evelyn Baker. He had a certain attraction towards her, but the only thirst availa

“Actually, could they look into Urk Mensolv instead? He’s the Don of the Kixovl Mafia—human and sex trafficking. I think that’s why the pups were taken. Just be careful—he’s dangerous. Make sure they cover their tracks so nothing traces back to you.” “Max, how do you know a Don?” Deek asked cautiously. I took a breath before answering. “Now that my mates and pack have accepted me, I can tell you the truth. I hope this doesn’t change things between us—but if it does, I understand.” I hesitated before continuing. “I’m an assassin, and Urk is my target. The facility where we rescued the pups? That was one of his new operations. At the time, I had no idea they’d taken any of our pups. I only fol

My father Sphinx eyes me curiously and I nod toward the sky and the annoying raven. "It's just a bird Trevan," he chuckles and ruffles my hair in a fatherly manner. "No father, it's a spy for an assassin, mother taught me well," I growl and wave wind towards it, causing it to flap its wings erratically. I chuckle to myself watching the scene. I turned and saw a black-haired beauty running towards my mother with two swords raised and I quickly wrapped binds around her. Her purple eyes focused angrily on me and I tip my head to her. I felt my hands forced behind my back and the click of cuffs. I grinned and raised my brow at the woman breaking the bonds and rubbing my wrists in front of me. I

Some of the weaker ones were pierced through the heart, their lifeless bodies collapsing onto pools of their own blood. The stench of blood filled the air. More and more flashes of dark murderous energy from the array formed up above, like dragons locking in on their targets yet again. Burt and the remaining assassins were all overwhelmed with terror. "Welcome to the hell I created for you," Ashton called out. Grabbing Rhonda by the jaw, he planted a kiss on her lips before saying, "Is it not more tempting to give yourself to me than the Sage?"