Karma Akabane Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

“Oh my God, I know who that is! It took me a minute, but I've seen his picture in the history books in Aurelia.” Now it was my turn to be shocked because wouldn't I have known that too? Not even bothering to see if anyone saw us, Amber and I turned around and glared at Rowan. “Who is it?” Amber demanded as she was glancing between us and the scene unfolding at the front of the classroom. Rowan’s face was turning pale, which I've only ever seen him react like that since we were kids, so I knew whatever it was was serious. “It’s Stefan Kovac!” he blurted out, “he was one of the masterminds behind the massacre at Tanner’s Bluff.”

“Morita’s granddaughter is starting here next year. Somebody’s trying to push you out before term even begins.” Takuto’s eyes scanned the thread—then stopped cold. At the bottom was a grainy photograph, taken through a library window. He was clearly visible, typing into a school terminal. Worse still, the screen showed the login page—with the password Chairman Morita had given him. That night, the Takuto living room resembled a courtroom under siege. Mr. Kimura paced furiously, waving his tablet like a gavel. “We must respond! This is character assassination!” “No,” Mrs. Kimura said suddenly, her tone sharper than her husband’s outrage. “We’ll use a mother’s strategy.”

Students fill the hallway, talking loudly, lockers slamming. For a moment it feels normal. Then someone whispers. “That's her.” Another voice. “That's Evelessa.” I sigh. Great. The whispers follow us as we walk. Aretha nudges me. “You’ve officially reached celebrity level.” “I hate it.” Aretha looks amused. “You’ll get used to it.” “I don’t want to.” We reach our classroom. History. Which usually meant professor Kane until Cassain killed him and now he's been replaced with another clueless professor who is somehow terrified of me and does the impossible to avoid me."

"Kiba. One badass martial art swordsman" "And lastly...oops that's all for now" Kim chuckled. "This is our three best assassin in the Venom Tract cult group. Katarina has 50 kills with 2 fails. Brute is a human Abbatoir. He tears human limb for limb for the fun. He has 60 kills and just 1 fail. Kiba a very good hand to hand combat expert. Knows 4 different fighting techniques, and to top it up he is an expert in sword fighting." "I didn't sign a death wish" Abel said, taking of his shirt. Exposing the blood dripping sword cut at his back from Kiba. "Did the price on my head go up. Or you all just want me dead quickly."

That was just one of the things that her uncle had drilled into her head. Kenji Kirisawa had been one of Hati’s best assassins, if not the best that they ever had. He had driven Yuri into the ground hard during training, ignoring the fact that she was only a mere child at that time, but he had even been younger than Yuri when his father had trained him as an assassin. How could Yuri be so stupid as to forget what her uncle had taught her?! Never ever judge something or someone by their appearances. Things are never what they seem, especially in the bloodshed path that we took.

Now not only did she encounter one she was sleeping with her. Also she felt sorry for whatever the blonde went through. Carolyn couldn't have imagined what the ten year old went through watching her family killed before her eyes. " So who are you? " she asked when the blonde referred to Shelby like a third person. " Lightning. " Carolyn gaped. The famous elusive assassin was her lover. She cringed inside to the fact that she had been sleeping with a murderer all these while. Carolyn wanted to jump off the bed and run for the hills. They only thing keeping her rooted to the queen size bed was the fact that the blonde in front of her seemed like the only chance she has of surving the mess she

Seriously Since Miranda isn't here,am I the next target of business cards I pushed the trolley away after giving him a fake smile I dumped the card into the trashcan not bothering to spare a glance at it to avoid temptation Hahahaha Few minutes to closing Can't wait to see Kel and my best friend also Miranda's POV I put on a baggy trouser and a oversized shirt after having a warm shower Tied my hair into a messy bun and rubbed a little lipstick on my lips I look nice Can't wait to see Mitchelle I walked out of the door and bumped into the jerk I ignored him and walked away despite his stares I sat down on the couch and waited for my best friend Since Kel wasn't around to talk to ,I slotted i

I arched an eyebrow in response, sensing the lingering reluctance of my proud pack members to accept outsiders, particularly those who attacked them, guiding their training. Blake remained stoic, unperturbed by my pack member's blatant disapproval. On the other hand, Idris couldn't hide his irritation, his features marred by annoyance. "I will first give you a simple introduction before going to the demonstrations." "The art of assassination takes on a mysterious and fascinating form. It's not merely about stealthily ending someone's life, it's a complex blend of cunning, precision, and the harnessing of supernatural abilities," although he was irritated, Idris religiously explained.

“Sayonara Sato.” “Karera wa Anata o neratte iru, Don Antonio (They're coming for you, Don Antonio).” Kenji sneered in his foreign dialect before letting out a gruesome painful scream as the torture began. ° ° ° “Run a background check on that girl and bring her to me.” Antonio ordered his right hand man, Bruno. “The badass who shot Sato?” Antonio didn't respond to his theatrical question. “As you wish.” Bruno playfully saluted the boss and strutted out to carry out his instructions.

He kissed her roughly, biting her lower lip, then stepped back. “Clean yourself up before the next class. And leave that door open on your way out.” Kane picked up his bag and walked out of the lecture hall like nothing had happened, leaving Lila leaning against the podium, cum dripping down her legs, completely ruined and utterly addicted. End of Book 2