Master Assassin Novels & Stories

Because the light was too weak, she couldn't see the fresh blood smeared all over the girl's body, only was surprised and shouted: “Shelly... ah!" Nurse Rose stared in disbelief at her stomach, which had just been pierced by a screwdriver and fell to the floor. The children around her were not surprised to see her suddenly fall down, but found a familiar figure entering. Shelly stomped her muddy feet on the nanny rose, smiling at them. The angelic smile at this moment was bloodthirsty like a devil, and his eyes were red like hell fire. "Asian! Asian! Asian!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Butler Shin says, she was even smiling when she heard it 10 to 20 casualties was expected but it's just 2 and yeah they are lucky that her Golden Assassin's Commander was there eating, Commander Julie was her favorite General Commander who is trustworthy and the best of the best Assasin she has, There Assasin army has a rankings and General Commander Julie was on the highest rank. Golden Assasin's has 5 rankings 1st is the rookie's, 2nd is Elites 3rd is Master's and 4th is Pioneers and lastly the General Commander, and the general Commander was just a one strong woman cuz she's just the only one who pass the test the intelligence test and physical and mental test.

Master Yi asked with some interest. Yang Xiao went straight to the point and said, "Old man, I've investigated it. Five years ago, the person behind the assassination in the tropical rainforest was a guy surnamed Gong. The King of Killers called him Young Master Brown. Do you know who this guy is?" "Erick? Let me think about it. I don't think there's such a person in my memory!" Teacher Yi drawled. When Yang Xiao heard this, he felt that something was wrong.

“Then I guess we better give him what he wants. Rogue, take out the needles.” Rogue gives me a knowing smile before he opens up a satchel and removes several six-inch needles. The needles look like knitting needles, but instead of hooks at the end, they’re sharp and extremely painful. Rogue was the first Assassin that I brought on when I became the South American Board Director. The first thing I taught Rogue was how to use the needles for the purpose of torture. I use the needles to dig them into vital organs, which causes slow, excruciating pain to run through my victim’s nervous systems. It’s a very painful way to die. Rogue prefers to use a gun, but I enjoy my needles.

I hastened towards the table and picked up the acute cleaver, turned around, and with one strike, he was beheaded. Fresh blood oozes continuously from newly headless bod, which is the evidence of my ruthlessness. After all, who's the master in the end? Armando.

We're royals and can do whatever the hell we want. "I'm sending out our secret weapon. I think he's ready." I've been training this assassin since he was dropped off at the palace when he was a pup. He has been locked in a cage and is not allowed to interact with anyone other than the assassins training him. He has not been shown any kindness and has been beaten many times, almost to death. He's huge, even bigger than me, and meaner than anyone I've ever met. He’s the perfect one to kill Sienna. His name is Maverick.

Finally, I turned to look at him. I let my gaze trail over his taper fade, the messy blond hair that refused to behave and those stupid innocent blue eyes that made people trust him instantly. He had the face of a saint, smooth lines, sharp cheekbones, a mouth that curled too easily into a smile that could make anyone feel safe. But Olek wasn’t safe. He was the Syndicate’s golden boy; the number one assassin, top of the kill board for ten damn years. I was fifth, which wasn’t bad considering I’d only been in the game for six years.

Every strike, every dodge, every snap of fangs was a declaration: Blackwood would not fall, not today, not to assassins, not to traitors. Finally, with a coordinated lunge, Kade and Lena struck simultaneously, claws and fangs tearing into the master assassin. The cloak fell back, revealing a scarred face, eyes blazing with hatred and disbelief. The assassin’s body crumpled to the stone floor, defeated but alive—barely.

The worse part was that he hadn't even stopped at just telling Dante to stop messing with his aunt, he even menaced to murder him. "We need to get you out of this city." Nate couldn't help but agree—that was not the avenue he wanted to continue upon this early in a new surrounding. "We need to get out now." "He could kill you, Nate." "I fucking know that Auntie, thanks." He snapped, annoyed that he hadn't been told all these things before even arriving to this city. He had never heard of anyone named Dante Hercules, his name sounded ridiculous anyway. Besides, he never even thought he would come across a mafia member, or an assassin, or a yakuza—honestly, all these terms were way too much fo

“Mercenaries, for lack of a better term. We’re highly trained, and it’s all we knew. The fighting, the killing, but at least now we get to choose who we do it for. We’ve been using our services to help right some of the imbalance that we created.” He seemed to finally be saying the things that were bubbling up inside him. The things that I kept cutting him off from saying. That, or he was trying to throw me off, use a trick to try to gain my trust and confidence. It wouldn’t work. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to be a bit more specific.” “Have you heard of The Silent Assassin? He went by many names.” His head shifted so that he looked over his shoulder.