Hit Man Book Novels & Stories

"You could give it to the bartender. Whoever lost it will most likely ask at the bar anyway-I would." "You're right,Thanks!"He smiled. "What the hell is going on here then?" Liam's agitated voice came from behind me, immediately sending shivers up my spine."Were you just hitting on my Girl?" Oh God Please, Don't so this!! "What??"The man looked between the both of us. Liam looked even more frustrated now."Are you being serious?" "You heard me."Liam stepped closer to the man,hoping to intimidate him. "Do you really think that it's okay to hit on someone else's Girl?"

"Birds of the same feather flocked together. That man has secrets. I will dig deeper and give the information to the club." The two men were almost done with desserts. They were talking in low tones but the audio on Beau's one-of-a-kind computer could pick out their words. They were referring to women as horses. "Asshole!" Dinara muttered. The former mafia leader needed money from the earl and as payment, he was selling one of his women. "I'm going to drain that motherfucker's bank account." The tzarina vowed. They shook hands on their deal then parted ways. Outside the restaurant, on cue, Otis and Baldy approached Jaime.

She covered her mouth, but blood quickly seeped through her fingers. "Told you," I placed my hand on my hip. "Get the fuck out of here!" Camari cried as she ran for the door. "Excuse me?" The man said, grabbing my attention. "What?" He stood there looking at me. I never in my life have seen this man before, but his features seemed so familiar. He was tall, covered in tattoos, and had the same stunning eyes as Alek. "Not all of us like easy girls. Some of us are looking for love," The guy stated.

“I don’t talk nor walk. How could I have killed him?” “You bastard!” Hunter muttered. “Hunter broke into the house and killed Ethan, that’s final,” Mr. Hamuumbu was still pointing the gun at Hunter. “No sir.” “Your choice, either you get to find out how the manuscript is accurately written or ….” “Wait…… What?” Ludo jerked. “You heard me dear,” Mr. Hamuumbu said. “I know the secret behind the manuscript, in fact I’m the mastermind behind it.” “How is that even possible?”

| Michael | "None of them gets the girl," Jackson trudged into the kitchen, a devastated look on his face. Samantha frowned in confusion as he sat down on the chair next to hers. "Who doesn't get the girl?" she asked him. "The...the...This book I was reading," he began, and I almost groaned, knowing what was to come. First, it was the omegaverse shit, and now no one gets the girl. Where does he even get these books?" I was reading Man Down, by that new author in your company. The Mafia Book. There are two guys who were once friends but drifted apart after they both became rivals. They meet the same girl, and unknowingly, she plays both of them. In the end, they fall in love and are about to

His one arm tightly enveloping my body. Arthur smash his hand hard into the side of the cupboard retrieving a gun from inside the splintered wood. Arthur's reaction to the man rounding the counter is psyche, inevitable. He fire straight at the man with sharp precise three-round bursts that send the man falling to the ground. The other guy reach for Arthur's gun, but Arthur roll his hands down and away, making a quick swirl then his feet meeting the man's face. His head turn to the side from the kick and with a small snap of Arthur's hands around his neck he fall to the ground. Motionless.

he squeezed my hand “And I’ll see that he pays for everything he has done, not only to you, but also for his job as a contrabandist and cartel boss.” “Alex, stop.” I released him quickly and covered my face with my hands “That man killed his own son for abusing me, imagine what he’ll do to you. Also, he said we were on even and gave me a secure future by taking Tom with him.” “Fuck!” He exclaimed getting up “That guy has to pay for his crimes and I'll take care of it...” “Are you out of your mind?” I asked, getting up as well to face he “Did the smell of gunpowder kill the few neurons you had alive? I'm telling you this guy is dangerous! He won't mind putting a bullet between your eyebrows..

I ask him, he had every single book around here, all genres and all kinds. "I like mafia books, want to read this one?" he ask picking one for the two of us, I nodded, taking the book from him, it's called "Monster in his eyes". "Let's begin my little mafia," I say with a smile, I took a seat o the sofa, allowing him to sit next to me, he had his legs laying over my lap, while I read the story about the mafia, about how the boss fell in love with the girl. "The Vitale are asses!" Eliot says, making me roll my eyes, sure, I love a mafia story, but reading about humans who are such a badass as Eliot put it, only made me feel pissed.

“Favor Robert E. Howard an Dashall Hammit myself.” From his bag Gavin pulled a black and white hardcover book, a picture of an adolescent’s shadowed profile on the cover. “Hank, this was one of the best meals I’ve ever eaten, and you’re a pretty stand-up guy yourself . . . ” he held out the novel to the short-order cook, “I’d like you to have this. It’s my last copy, and though it’s not Howard or Hammit, I think you’ll find enough action in here to suit you.” Hank accepted the book with an air of rustic grace. “That’s good of ya. I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.” He laid the book on the counter. “Mind signin it?”

“I promise.” I placed my hand in her face. God I loved this girl so fucking much it hurt. “We’re not who you think we are Mil. We live two very different lives, one you’ve already seen and the other is hidden.’ I stopped taking a deep breath before I continued. ‘We’re not like you and Kacey Mil. Me and Orlando come from a different world from both of you. We have many enemies that either want it, take us out and ruin us or just kill us. We’re one of the biggest English mafia groups here, the Hemings a close second. We deal in drugs and firearms. The Hemings are our rivals, they hate us and they really hate us. Last night we had a shipment coming in. We both told Fletcher something was very w