Killua Assassin Mode Novels & Stories

the male growls as he lunges for Taz, surging forward to claws at the beat once again, their fight continues to be intense. Meanwhile, Kaide was leading his duel against the male, unsuspecting that the male's claw was laced with vardnom until it was too late and had been poisoned. He feels his vision grow blurry as the male uses that fatal opening to attack Kaide. “Watch out for the claws!” Kaide warns Tazmin as he blocks the assassin's incoming attack. The assassin male was surprised that Kaide could catch him by surprise; the male's hand was severely crushed by Kaide, making the male scream in agony as he scrambled back away from Kaide.

The echoes of punches and kicks reverberated through the room as two assassins engaged in a fierce duel, their movements fluid and precise. Adjacent to the sparring ring, there was a section dedicated to agility and stealth training. An obstacle course challenged assassins to navigate through a maze of laser beams, pressure-sensitive floors, and hidden traps. Emine watched as a young recruit stealthily weaved her way through the obstacles, her movements almost ethereal, her body a silhouette in the shadows.

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.

I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.

With that, Calypso rushed the intruders, a large smile on her face. Before any of them could react, Calypso twirled on her foot and kicked one of them in the chest. The assassin gasped and fell on its knees. Calypso landed another kick, this time in the throat, leaving the intruder gasping for air, clutching at its throat. Calypso backflipped over a charging assassin, waited for her new challenger to turn around before definitively winning with a sharp kick to the throat.

The only sound was the faint, haunting hum of the lure and the thrum of Kairi’s waiting wards. It happened without warning. There was no displacement of air, no shimmer of light. One moment, the space before the lure was empty. The next, the assassin was there. Identical to the first: matte-black, light-eating armor, featureless helm, and in its hand, the shard of void-blade. It didn’t hesitate. It lunged at the shimmering doppelgänger, the blade thrusting forward to erase the phantom heart. “Now, Sze!” Kairi’s command was a whip-crack in my mind.

Alex nodded, gripping her fists. Don Ramon approached and handed her the hard case and a laptop. He watched as she opened it, revealing a phone, a customized, automatic handgun, and some communication devices. He gave instructions on how to use the weapon as well as informing her that his number, along with his assigned man and father had already been encoded and the phone is encrypted and could not be trace if she will make a call.

Dresses aren't my thing. I'll pick a pair of jeans or sweats before I put on a dress. Dresses make me feel exposed and uncomfortable. I'm a warrior. I don't find killing myself to look good as a priority for the fact that I don't care about finding a mate. The mate bond is ridiculous, in my opinion. Falling for someone and losing yourself in them just because the Moon Goddess paired you two is utterly pathetic. Being an assassin, I learned that loving someone only leads to hurting them or yourself. Love makes people vulnerable and weak, and I want no part of it.

said Kiara with a serious tone and clenched her fist then runs towards the assassin . She tried to hit him but he managed to avoid it . Kiara got one of those knives that he threw at her and started to use it against him . The assassin remained impressed by Kiara's fighting abilities . he avoided most of her attacks but he ended up receiving two punches and three cuts from the knife Kiara was sholding . " ....Haaaa......Haaaahhh.......Why aren't you killing me ? " said the assassin trying to catch his breath after the swift movements . " Leave !......I will spear you if you leave . " said Kiara .

While we had caught EJ, we might have been more prepared if I had. Lucas stood inside the lobby of the packhouse waiting for us. The moon goddess seemed to have a twisted sense of humor, forcing me to face my mate when I wanted to hide away from him and nurse my hurt feelings. I let go of EJ’s unconscious body, the other’s following suit as we dropped him to the floor. Victoria slipped away and returned with silver cuffs that she placed around his wrist as he started to stir. “Get him to the cells before he completely regains consciousness.” I ordered, not waiting for my mate to command his pack. “I think it would be best if he’s left for me to interrogate in the morning. He’s an assassin, h