Hit Man Book Novels & Stories

I mean if you’re going to hire someone to kill me at least hire someone of my own calibre, this is just insulting. Deciding to make quick work of things, I pull Crimson from my ankle strap, tilt his head forward and run the blade across his jugular. This fucker isn’t worth my time. I discard his body to the side and with a knife in one hand and a gun in the other, I get up and turn my attention to Lowell. He looks like he’s shitting bricks. I move closer as I hear the sounds of Mr Hitman choking on his own blood. He’ll be dead soon. “I don’t know who you are, or who he is. Just please don’t kill me. I won’t say anything I swear,” he pleads. Using the butt of my gun I land a couple hard hits

He is a TRILLIONAIRE! Not only that, but he is also a Mafia boss. However, surprisingly, his mafia doesn't engage in killing like other criminal organizations. Instead, he protects people, which has earned him many enemies, or so I've heard. To be honest, I don't know much about him, and I have never really bothered to find out. This is because of what happened between us five years ago, on my birthday. Jessica and I made a pact to get extremely drunk on our 20th birthday. It was on that day that I met Bryan for the first time. Despite being my brother's best friend, I had never crossed paths with him before, unlike Jessica, who had spent a lot of time with him while growing up. This was bef

But the first few chapters happen to coincide with Mancini's Bride (Mafia Men III) storyline. If you haven't read Mafia Men I, II, and III, then it's okay, You won't miss anything in this book, or lose any essential threads in this narrative. However, I'd be thrilled if you decided to explore my other books too, as they offer additional layers to our thrilling mafia universe. Thank you for choosing my story. Please, comment, and vote. I have worked really hard on these books, your appreciation means a lot to me! I love to read your thoughts and reviews.

She left the woman and quickly entered her small apartment. Elsewhere, inside the luxurious car driven by Pablo, Marco smiled at the memory of the girl on the bike who had argued with Pablo earlier. The driver was right, the girl had no idea who she was talking to. If she knew who he really was, maybe she would forget about her damaged bike and wouldn't ask for compensation. He was the ruler of all illegal businesses in Brooklyn. The respected leader of the Dark Hunter cartel. He was known as a man who was tough, cold, and ruthless in his actions, often causing harm to many people. However, the petite girl with a sweet face caught his attention. She seemed fearless. Marco loved challenges, a

“Who is trying to hurt you?” “The same person who killed my brother.” Shock filled me. He added, “The late Underboss of Washington.” I had not known about this. There was very little I knew about this man, which made me feel guilty for the way I had made my mind up about his motives. My brows creased. “What are we going to do?” He did not respond, which was much less a silent statement that he did not know either. I took my cell and dialled Dom’s number while Terenzio took a turn too rough, almost having me bump my head to the ceiling of the car.

The man answered and Rick frowned, He rushed and grabbed the man without pity. " Then where is the book of revelation you scumbag, Rumors have it that you have the Book of Revelation in your possession, If you don't want to tell me where it is, I will need the Book to find it out myself, Where is it? " Rick asked. " Someone stole it " The man answered and Rick aggressively smashed him hard on the ground, Rick's eyes darkened and his claws grew even more longer, Silent ensured as he ripped off all the hearts of everyone in the hall.

– he gestured to me – "picked it up and handed it to me. That's all that happened." I felt a surge of relief, grateful that the man was corroborating my story. But as I looked at Damon, I saw the skepticism still etched on his face. "I see," Dylan said, his eyes narrowing. "And can you tell us more about this book? What's its significance?" The man hesitated, looking around the room nervously. "I...I don't know what you're talking about," he said. Dylan's eyes narrowed further. "Don't play dumb," he said. "We know that the book is more than just a simple book. What's its significance?"

Chapter 20 Adrian’s POV (The Hunter Becomes the Hunted) The city pulsed beneath him like a living engine. Adrian had always trusted patterns—the way lights blinked in predictable rhythms, the way footsteps echoed differently when someone followed too close. Tonight, nothing matched the rhythm he knew. The photograph lay on the table where he’d dropped it hours ago. It was still damp from the rain that had soaked the courier’s coat. The grainy reflection of his own face in that window stared back, taunting him.

I waited, just for fun, then let the silence draw out. Jack squirmed, like he thought I was about to say no. I was about to say yes when my eyes caught on a movement at the corner table by the emergency exit. A man sat there, alone, reading a book with a matte black cover. He was tall even while seated, with sharp cheekbones and hands too elegant for anyone under forty. His hair was dark and perfect. His jacket—expensive, probably custom-tailored—was so out of place in The Morgue it felt like he’d been CGI’d into the scene.

Chase smiled sardonically at this. He did kill three men, and one of them belonged to the Iron Hammer Assassins Order. The other two were from the Dark Blood Assassins Order. "You aren't from an assassin order too, are you?" Chase sneered. His words enraged Man in Black, who looked even more intent to kill Chase. "I'm glad you know that. Surrender yourself and come with me to admit your guilt at the Law Enforcement Hall!" Man in Black roared. Black mist slowly rolled out from around him.