Main Character Of Assassination Classroom Novels & Stories

He hadn’t taken a guess at who it would be when he’d made his choice, however, the culprit took him by no surprise. Sharmin sat at the end of the classroom on one of the tables closest to the windows, looking out as if enamored by a predator’s hunt or a deluge of demon beasts at the command of their summoner. Either way, it was a striking visage as well as a false one. Castrel, who was known to sit with the boy solely during Havldec’s lessons stared at him in a failed attempt to…

It would only seem real for a second as the man would close in on our dead bodies. He would realize that I'm still breathing, ultimately shooting me in the end. I feel a nudge come from my right side where Alec resides. I look at the dangerous man beside me. Right, he would shoot the killer first, sparing everyone's life. The classroom is dark. A few girls are crying, with others desperately trying to shush them. I feel Alec's hand on mine, and I lay my head on his shoulder, trying to calm myself down. I've run from death every day, maybe it's time to let it happen.

Hearing his invitation she staggered backward feeling surging overwhelming anxiety from the magnified intense glares she got from the girls present in the classroom, where Liam and his friends trying to get her killed, was the thought that ravaged her distraught mind. "SHE'S WITH ME!." Asher yelled back firmly at the boy in a deep tone while standing in front of her blocking her view from the predatory gaze coming from the three bad boys in the backseat, hearing his words Leonard's lips pulled up to a smirk as he stared impassively at Asher. "And you are? " he asked calmly, his voice echoing through the silent classroom with students watching with keen interest the unexpected scene unfolding

Just to avoid homework, they’d all lost their minds, scrambling to sacrifice me at the altar. Sarek, however, was beaming. He waved his hand grandly. “Excellent. Whoever finds her gets an A. And from now on, you may skip my class freely.” The class erupted. “Yes!” I looked at my classmates, all whose eyes were glowing with excitement, and finally understood that I was now a little bunny trapped in a wolf’s den. I was doomed. Just as the tech nerd was about to open his laptop, the classroom door slammed open with a bang. Standing in the doorway was the most feared disciplinarian on campus—the deputy vice-chancellor, a black mamba serpent beastwoman, her expression dark.

"Front and center! Let's see what the new Death God is made of. Attack me!" I scan the brightly lit, wide-open arena. Zero shadows. Zero cover. A tactical nightmare for a former assassin. But honestly? Trying to sneak up on an eight-foot-tall giant in broad daylight sounds exactly like the kind of stupid, chaotic fun I live for. I lick my teeth, dropping into a low, predatory crouch as my dark energy flares to life. Up in the spectator stands, the elite students of Class 1 are watching me like hawks. "She looks pretty fast," I hear one of the upperclassmen whisper, nudging my vampire roommate. "Did you guys just go easy on her in the cafeteria?"

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

It was just like opening a window into a life she no longer belonged to. “I get it.” Her voice cracked. “This whole thing is insane. And it’s not over yet, is it?” “No,” he said quietly. “It’s not.” She looked up at him, tears brimming in her eyes. “Why me, Nicholas? Why did this happen to me?” He didn't know what to say. He was fascinated by the coincidence of the striking resemblance of Amelia and Allison and the fact she was the one who witnessed the assassination. Something was telling him it was Adrian's handwork though he didn't have any proof.

And now only less than then assassins are left standing. One of the assassins took off its mask. It is a middle aged man. A man familiar to me. "El Morte," I said under my breath. It is the name of the guild. And the man who took of his mask is one of their first class assassins, Franco. I know him because we once fought but he escaped when he got severely injured. Didn't know he actually survived that. "Isn't it ironic? Werewolves are very strict when it comes to morality, and yet you are with an assassin from House of Spades?" Franco said playfully as his eyes drifted to me.

Stupid creatures! I left and let them all there. I went home to my apartment, I didn't want to go to school anymore because I knew they would never come back and they would take care of the funeral of my dead classmate. Five of my classmates died instantly. Who would be better off killing from them next? Ace or Clark? Or my ex boyfriend, Hunter. Hmm. I think, I want the latter.

By the time I dropped them off at the preschool, I wanted to go home and take a nap, but there were things in the office that required my attention. I showered and changed in my room at the pack house before heading to my office. To my surprise, Zane was seated in front of my desk waiting for me. “Have the bids together already?” I asked. “I figured that would take at least a day.” “No. There were a couple incidents last night. I need to fill you in.” I gestured for him to continue as I took my own seat behind my desk. “That assassin, Marcus, he killed his cellmate last night.”