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Craig Pov I angrily dropped my two fists on the top of my desk. I had already met the assassin but I unintentionally let him go. He was already in front of me but I had no idea that he was the Silent Assassin I had been looking for, for a long time. Maybe he's laughing at me now because of my stupidity. And this idea makes me even angrier.

Frozen in his feet, the assassin cowardly shrank as his legs were wobbly with fear. "I'm sorry, p-please s-pare-ack!" raw panic was in his voice Mort clawed him by the neck, choking and lifting him. The assassin struggled on Mort's grip as the color drained from his face. "If Sumire finds it hideous...." referring to the side of his eyebrows cut in half, Mort tightened his grip on the assassin's neck who was now barely breathing. "I will hunt you even in hell." Mort darkly added. When the assassin tried to fight back in his last strength, Mort twist his head and the sound of a crushing throat can be heard loudly the place. He separates the assassin's head from his body and throws it away, sm

I got to my feet slowly, despite my exhaustion, getting ready to fight. “Do not hope for help. Your pack warriors are dealing with the invasion of my warriors at the border. By the time anyone gets to you, you and I will be long gone.” This was calculated and arranged by an insider. I filed that away for later. The assassin jumped forward and thrust his blade so quickly that my vision blurred. I jumped to the side but not before it nicked my neck. “There is poison in that blade. You will die in a few minutes.” Anika stirred. Finally.

***1972*** She’s Kitsune! I’ve had sex multiple times with a yakuza assassin. I’ve brought an assassin into my apartment, and now I’m bringing her into my parents’ home. What the hell is wrong with me?! I should be arresting her. I should have arrested her at her house. Should have cuffed her and loaded her up into the vans with the rest of the yakuza.

When she opened them again, her focus was razor-sharp. “Action!” Chase thundered. The assassin appeared first—shadow slipping across the beams overhead. His boots struck metal with a resonant clang as he dropped from above. The mask obscured his face, but his laugh echoed through the set, dark and mocking. “Your time has come,” he declared, his voice low but sharp enough to carry. “You’ve meddled where you don’t belong and today, your fate will be that of meddlers” Sienna pivoted on her heel, her lips curling into a defiant smirk. “Not today. Not ever.”

“What are you working on?” “Plotting the route for the first patrol with our recruits. Anika got through here.” She tapped her finger on a point on the map. “I expect we will see more come through the same route, but Lucas’s lands are expansive even focusing on the Cerathean border.” Selene had filled me in on the assassin that slipped into pack lands the night before. She had been one of the newer assassins to join the guild, barely out of training. I knew my friend was saddened by having to kill the girl, but there wasn’t much else she could have done. Even though they hadn’t marked each other again, I could tell by the way she spoke his name that Selene was feeling the pull of the bond.

He coughs out more of them, the crimson liquid streaming down one side of his lips. “My job is either to kill her or make her run into that room. I’ve achieved one of them. I’ve got no reason to tell you any damn thing. Take your dick and go fuck yourself if you’re so pissed, cunt.” The assassin mocks with a glint of joy in his tone. He’s achieved his goal, and that’s his own joy. He cares less about anything else. Kade tightens his hold on the assassin, causing more blood to stream down the side of his face as he groans out in pain.

Dinara Anya Isyanov I am horny. I flopped back on the bed and swiped my hands on my forehead, my fingers disappeared in my hairline. I breathed hard as my legs clenched together. I am frustrated and perplexed. I’m rolling in a constant sphere of being bored to miserable and then horny. Ready to hunch over… horny! Two weeks had passed since the occurrence on the Breakfast spread when I officially took over the role of Serena 2.0, everything was back to normal. Freaking ludicrous, rotten, and gross normal. And I was back to being bored which leads to me being horny!

“But we are what was left behind.” One of the others a tall, eyeless man whose skin shimmered like broken glass spoke in a voice that echoed with dozens of tones. “You killed the Quill.” “I did.” “You shattered the pen,” said a girl with birds instead of hair. “I had to.” “And now,” whispered the assassin twins in perfect harmony, “the stories must write themselves.” Ashen stepped closer, page extended. “Give me a name.” “What?” “A real one,” she said. “Not Ashen. That was your placeholder. Give me something meant to last.”

Blood started to ooze out from his tattered clothes as the thorns pierce through his skin due to his attempts of breaking free. With a last second decision and with no other choice, Evan planned to call the assassin's attention so he could give some time for the man to escape, even though it has a slim chance, Evan is willing to take it. And when he was about to shout, the thorns quickly covered his mouth, pinning his mouth and sealing his lips, restricting him from doing so.