Mrs Assassin Novels & Stories

Let this mark the beginning of thy punishment. He understood what this mean. The Mother has been working with whoever it was that sent those men after Ava. It could be Xavier's men and when the assassin found out about the Mother's betrayal, he killed her. Does that mean the assassin does not Want Ava dead? The assassin works for the mafia lords. He is a bloodthirsty mafia serial killer and assassin boss. How on earth is he protecting a person who they want dead? Only one thing can answer that: the assassin boss may have turned against the mafia lord.

"I remember now. He looked… somewhat like Mr. Cyrus!" Alyssa was slightly taken aback. "Oh? He must be quite handsome then," she commented. Jasper was at a loss for words. Was this the right time to mention that? Angelina placed her trembling hand on her injured left leg, still reeling from the shock of the incident. "I'm certain that the assassin has undergone rigorous combat training. His skills rival those of foreign mercenaries. "I doubt Preston has the resources to hire such an expert. But if he wasn't the mastermind, how did the assailant smuggle Madam Lauren into Harper Group's highly secure building? Moreover, he locked her in the safe room known only to Mr. Harper Senior."

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.

The moment her husband stepped in, she didn’t wait for him to settle down. “So you’ve succeeded?” she hissed. “What is your problem, woman? Can’t you see I am exhausted?” Minister Caswell hissed. “Exhausted? From scheming, right?” she snorted. “I don’t have the time for your problems this evening. While other mothers would be grateful and overjoyed and hurriedly prepare their children for the big day, here you are demanding questions which have no answers.” Mrs. Caswell’s lips curved. “I know it was you who hired the assassins who made the Luna unable, but I can promise you, the Luna position would never be Yella’s.”

Not even a sigh. "Pakhan?" Kostya prods me. In desperate need to do something with all the energy inside of me, I grip the desk, crushing it until my knuckles throb. "We'll wait for Mila to rejoin us." "Of course," he says. It's not long before the assassin returns. She enters, shutting the door and effectively shutting off all reference to what just occurred. She glances at me from the corner of her eye, and I try to get a feeling for where her head is at after learning about Madison. She doesn't give me a chance; she nods at the map.

The sound filled the room. I was not trained to fight, but I had watched the soldiers on the floating city. I knew how they moved. I stepped inside her guard and swung the wrench at her arm. She did not pull back. She took the hit, her face twisting in pain, but she used her other hand to shove me into the wall. The air left my lungs. I slid down, my vision blurring. She stood over me, raising the knife. "I am the lead assassin for the Mainframe," she said. "Your story ends on this page."

“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.

After more beating and torment on him, the assassin finally confessed the sender name when his life was placed on the line. Charles was shocked when the assassin mentioned no one's name but his precious Jasmine. He wondered what would have provoked her to send an assassin after him. "I was sent by Jasmine Williams to kidnap you and torture you until you tell me everything about Mr A and who he truly is, but not to kill you" the assassin confessed on his dying breath. He could not afford to die yet when he had a lot of family responsibilities to attend to. His wife had just given birth to adorable twins, and couldn't take good care of them if he died. If he had known, the person he was sendin

she put them out under a dryer to dry them before she stuck piled them into her get up and made her way out of her door. She had just made her way down the stairs when she encountered the other assassin a tall slender man with all his head shaved clean, a black eye patch, and a long cross earring dangling from one of his ears. Their eyes met from the distance and they quickly recognized each other. The man gave her an evil smirk revealing golden teeth missed with mental ones, before shooting at her. Poison was quick to dodge the bullets while escaping down the street and the other assassin gave in pursuit. *******

The assassin trainees are practicing shooting, most of them are very good in hitting the target's head but little Mayari is having a hard time. She couldn't shoot properly and always miss, the very loud noises of guns being fired is making her head ache painfully and her shaking body couldn't cooperate with her as the memory of her mother being shot dead repeatedly flashed to her mind, scaring her every second she heard a gunshot. She slowly placed her trembling finger in the trigger attempting to hit the target again, regardless of how terrified she is because the punishment she will recieve later will be more painful and dreadful.