Killua Assassin Mode Novels & Stories

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”

“Jesus! That kid never runs out of energy, does he?” A chuckle escapes my lips at his amazement. “Connor is definitely in a league of his own.” Declan looks down at his feet then back at me. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say he looks nervous. Licking my lips, I lift my knees to my chest, wrap my arms around them and take a deep breath. “What are you?” I ask the question that has been niggling in the back of my mind since she showed up at the mansion. His brow quirks, but he maintains an even expression. “What do you mean?” Puffing out a breath, I throw back the covers and rise from the bed. “Wow,” I mutter out in disbelief. “Are we really going to play this game, Declan? Well, let me brea

There was room for nothing else--no one else, except for Luna Aurora. I was knocked to the ground, shoved into the dirt just half a minute in. The taste of it filled my mouth, followed by a disgusting grainy texture that crunched beneath my teeth. The gentle scent of gardenias and rose petals filled my nose, and I met the not-so-gentle eyes of the Assassin. They were a deep, chocolate shade of brown that held rich undertones of caramel. Even though I lacked the fighting skills of your typical Luna, I still had the reflexes.

Mirella leaned lightly against the wall, eyes narrowed as she studied the prisoner like a puzzle. “You won’t get anything from him with threats,” she said calmly. “He’s been trained to resist.” “I’m aware,” Kael replied. The assassin’s gaze flicked briefly to me. Recognition sparked. “Moon-Luna,” he murmured. The title no longer felt distant. It felt like a target. “You came to kill me,” I said. “Wasn’t personal,” he replied. I almost laughed at that. Almost. Kael’s hand curled slightly at his side.

" You think I didn't know that an assassin was sent to kill me? I know the scent of everyone that is working for me in this company but yours is different, who are you!?" Ashley fought to withdraw the hand from her neck but couldn't. She was no match for the alpha. However, her survival instinct kicked in, she tried kicking him at his dick but Frederick eluded her leg and constricted his hand on her neck more. Ashley toiled to breathe. She kicked, and fought, but nothing seemed to be working. She wanted to try one more skill which would work but doing it here would do nothing but convince Frederick more that she was an assassin therefore exposing her secrets and motives.

A true assassin can use anything as a weapon. A single needle was enough to kill. The female assassin moved with lightning speed, the air whistling with her motion. In a split second, Austin's pupils constricted to the extreme. He rolled to the side, breaking free from the assassin's grip on his chest, and landed on the floor. Before he could get up, the room darkened as the assassin leaped over the bed, diving toward him. "Get off!" Austin kicked upward with explosive force, his powerful leg muscles sending the assassin flying.

He tries to brush it off, thinking he's just being paranoid, but the feeling persists. He slows down his movements and looks around the room, trying to spot any signs of intrusion. But there's nothing out of the ordinary. Just as he's about to resume his activities, his phone beeps with a message. He fishes it out of his pocket while still inside the woman and sees a message from one of his associates. His heart sinks as he reads the message. "Terminator is coming for you." He's heard of the infamous assassin before but had never thought he would be a target. He tries to push the woman off him and get dressed, but before he can even get up, the door to the room bursts open, and a figure dres

Nine smiled, catching sight of me before giving me a glass of water “I should be proud to see that you are still fit despite everything that you have been dealing with” “I was trained by the ancient assassin, what else do you expect?” I winked. Nina laughed, shaking her head at me, I nodded toward the door, shaking my head in question “what’s gotten up his panties?” Nina stayed quiet for a few seconds, nodding at me to follow her. We entered the storage room beside the kitchen and I frowned in confusion, waiting for what she was going to say. Nina barricaded the door before turning to face me, muttering a low chant under her breath “the room is now soundproof, no one can hear what we’re sayi

Her mind locked onto the threat, her entire focus narrowing to one thing: protection. In a fluid motion, Selene drew a concealed blade from her waist, the edge catching the dim light, and with one decisive strike, she incapacitated the assassin. He fell to the ground, a flash of pain in his eyes as Selene twisted the blade, disabling him before he could react. It was over in seconds. Kael stood frozen, eyes wide with disbelief. For a moment, there was nothing but the rush of silence, punctuated only by the soft clatter of the assassin’s body hitting the floor.

Three more assassins launched themselves at her together, shadows darting through the storm-lit arena. Anana did not flinch. She stood her ground. As the first blade sliced through where her neck had been, she bent, her movement impossibly precise, her hair brushing the sand. Her hand snapped out, catching one assassin by the arm. Her leg arched up in a perfect, deadly swing. Her heel struck his spine. The sound was revolting… bones shattering, his body folding in half at the waist. He dropped into two broken pieces onto the sand, his eyes wide but already dead.