Hitman Books Novels & Stories

Josh orders some wine and water for the table while we keep talking. “So, what was the last book you read?” he asks me, and I really need to think about that one because I usually read SMUT, but I can’t really tell a man on our first date that I basically read porn but fuck that. He probably won’t even know it. “Heaven & Hell from Rosslyn Scott,” I say, and he frowns. I can tell he has never heard of it. “Spiritual book?” He asks, and I giggle.

He leaned against the frame of the window and looked at all those people. Billionaires. Most of them in the government and upper class societies. Some of them were criminals, but many others weren’t . And maybe each one of them had their reasons for what they were doing. Mike had never thought this up to this point but before he could persuade himself that he wasn’t changing and no- he was never going to be on their side, he heard movement behind himself and acted on instinct. He grabbed the dark fugure and pressed the man to the wall, gun already pointed at the stranger’s head.

He paved the way for me to become the most feared, emotionless, silent, and deadliest assassin and master torturer to have ever existed. I’m not proud of the direction my life took, but I only accepted a contract for the true monsters that go bump in the night. The leaders of the criminal empires, drug lords, sex traffickers, gang leaders, terrorist leaders, weapons dealers. The kind of people who are untouchable by government and state agencies because of the law. The ones that have too much money and buy off anyone and everyone to remain untouchable. Those who leave no witnesses. I was the person they looked over their shoulders for, the person they feared. I took down entire organizations

I was supposed to hit Hanna! But he was not the one hit. The tall, dark and dangerous looking, Rustov Melgarejo was the one I hit! Everything happened too fast all at once I didn't see him coming. I heard his voice before but I never thought he would stop me that way! He was gripping on the glass hardly, the blood was flowing down to his arm. I could still see the red liquid dripping on the floor. "That is not the right thing to do!" I looked up. My heart pounded at the cold and darkness of his eyes.

Manik smiles. The white Iru enveloping him vanishes. “Harasho is the most reasonable dogma. You can say that it projects the current life.” Manik reaches into his jacket pockets and draws their contents. There are two books on his hands. A pink book with a couple smiling at each other on a heart frame on the cover is on his right hand and a red book with a short hair woman crying on the cover is on his left hand. “Which Doujin do you like, Your Highness?” Manik asked.

Not on my watch. A man, wearing a bandanna around his head carrying a long gun walked towards Lucas in the middle of the disarray. Lucas had his back on him, aiming his own gun to a man about to shoot his member. Bandanna Man aims his gun, Lucas still clueless, just as I pulled the trigger of my own for the very first time. The glass wall shattered with a noisy and ear deafening sound but was left unnoticed because of the chaos inside. The man wearing a bandana fell with ungraceful ease as the bullet passed through his skull with the speed of a jet. Clean, straight, thorough. Lucas jolted and spun, surprised to see the man on the ground. His sudden distraction was enough time for the man he

AHMET had already five hero books and the 5 bracelet and the three element books witch he had already read two, only the black book remains and he have also the black rock. The last two hero books, one in the halfs kingdom and the other on the dwarfs kingdom, the one he founded in Vinyl was the human hero book. After reading all the 5 books what AHMET understood is five things: - all the heroes regrets what they did to their friend. - the masked man is the one behind this crime but we don't have any other information about him. -the enemy from the other continent is stronger than the forces of this continent. -there are other races outside.

added the Yakuza called Hito, a man who struggled with languages and couldn't process English very well. "It's not necessary; there's just a little bit left..." I arranged the books to place them on the final shelves while Kendra closed the system. Since these new copies had already been cataloged, I just walked to the end to put them on the large shelf, picking up the books one by one with patience. When I had my arm extended to place a book, I felt a body approach me from behind, taking the book from me to put it where he wanted. "That's better there," the man said, and I turned to look at him.

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.