Japanese Assassin Crossword Novels & Stories

“You probably want to know what happened, huh?” I nod my head. For a moment, I don’t think he’s going to respond, then he takes another breath and explains. “Well, from what we were able to gather, Kazik sent in one of his men to kill us. He shot me in the shoulder, but it was just a graze. Unfortunately, the bastard killed my assistant Sam, and my Assassin, Drex. Obviously, it was an ambush because he did some damage.” I swallow hard, trying to lubricate my throat before I croak out. “What happened to me? How long have I been here?”

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.

With that she removed her masks and Jessica was shocked to see the person in front of her "You? Why you are doing this?" "Shhhh.. You know who really I am ?.. let me tell you.. I am the most beautiful and merciless assassin in whole Russia." Jessica shivered. She than heard her sinister voice. "Good bye Jessica. Rest well there." She pulled knife from under her boots and stabbed it on her throat. Blood oozed out of her neck and Jessica died at the spot. At the same time Margaret entered the house and run towards Jessica's room.

"If he breathes, he dies." The figure didn't move. "Jack Sterling. Value: High. Threat: Moderate. Probability of survival: Zero." The assassin vanished. Active camouflage. He was gone instantly, blending perfectly with the gray rain and the white walls. "Back to back!" Jack ordered. They stood in the rain, weapons drawn, aiming at nothing. Jack strained his ears. The rain was his enemy now. It masked the assassin's footsteps. Swoosh. A displacement of air to the right. Jack swung his sword, a horizontal slash intended to decapitate.

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

How Ruby missed her Grandmother Willow. Gathering her strength, she shot out more peach blossom petals towards the six assassins. She stabbed two of them, rendering them motionless. Wounding one of them as his arms fell off and killed one of instantly. There were more demonic blasts coming at her. She blocked them with peach blossom petals. One of them shot a poison mist at Ruby. Ruby held her breath from inhaling the toxic fumes. While she was distracted, the other assassin threw his whip and pulled the Empress Dowager to him. “Empress Dowager! Empress Dowager!” shouted Ruby who was trying to run towards her.

Past my temper, I was hollowed of opinions of my next move. Alessandro Leone Romano was a beautiful Specimen. Costa Nostra Boss was more breath-taking than he looked in his 'Wanted' shots with his sky-high head price. Momentarily I was frozen for more reasons than one. His warm hands’ captivity, his intoxicating cologne, his imposing rock hard built under my dainty hands, or was it his emerald intense eyes peering into my soul? I couldn’t tell many things like what my surname was or what was his. If he was a wicked whizz, he had me under his charm, and then he chanted something my mind was too far gone in his green abyss to comprehend.

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

The sight was gory, with their guts spilling out and eyeballs missing. "You mean it's not the Lucianos?" Someone asked Wade. "Cameras caught a glimpse of one of them. Kurayami Tachibana. The Yakuza. He's an assassin as far as the rumors say," "Shit, an assassin? He doesn't even bother to hide in the dark. What kind of assassin is this?" Mark skimmed through the files. It was obvious that everyone was scared to take on an assassin. Not to mention that he was one of the top.

Uche repeated “You can’t fight me. I am the greatest warrior in the land, fighting me would be useless.” “That doesn’t mean I wouldn’t try.” Ejima swallowed. She had a stone on her sling, ready to let them fly. “Oh, my dear friend. Such courage will only get you killed.” Amaka chuckled, “You should have—” There was a quick flash, followed by a trail of blood on the gray wall. Ejima’s pupil dangled in her skull and her shoulders sagged when she realized what had just happened. She took a step back, watching her friend who was holding her neck, choking in her blood with disbelief and confusion. The woman tried to speak or tried to look at the man she had loved, but the betrayer seemed to nudge