My Status As An Assassin Novels & Stories

I was so pissed and angry at his stupid pretense. “I promise, I had nothing to do with the shootings or anything like that. And also, I am not a mafia boss, I—” He hesitated, looking away from my eyes, his gaze drifting to the window. Taking a deep breath, he returned his gaze to mine, his expression more serious. “I’m an assassin—more like a murderer. I do the dirty work for people so they don’t have to pay the price. And as for me, I never get caught. Just betting on clean cash,” he said, and I narrowed my eyes in disbelief.

She said and I wasn't surprised. I knew she was wasn't a regular person. I knew she was up to something. I knew she knew too much for her own good. "I am a free assassin," She said and it all made sense. Free assassin never worked or belonged to a clan, they get hired to work for an important mission and after that they are discarded even if the Mission failed. They had an immortality card. "I would not kill Mason if you tell me where my child is," I said and she nodded her head slightly.

“I told you I was not aware of her marital status until you mentioned it. Moreover it was just sex. She doesn’t want me like that. I also remember telling you it was…” I interrupted saying,“Because you were going through something.” I completed, the taste of jealousy and annoyance were acrid on my tongue. His expression morphed into that same one of pain and anger. “Tell me why you killed her.” His tone was all businesslike. “I’m an assassin, okay? It’s what I’m paid to do. It’s nothing personal, just business” I told him. I took my own beer from the table and chugged. “Yes, I know and that would not have mattered if…if…” He erupted into a short, bitter chortle. “Life’s fucked up.”

*giggles* After that, I'm going to ki- "Wtf! Bro, stop smiling, it's terrifying." Relax, William, that's your brother. "SHUT UP," I demanded. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is William Carter, and I am a 36-year-old assassin. Reaper is the codename I use. Many people have motivations for being a spy, assassin, criminal, and so on. However, I became an assassin because of my father. Third-person pov

“Okay, here goes. I work for a government organization of Assassins. My organization specializes in high-priority cases involving men, or women in some cases, that have done atrocious things but can escape justice because they’re wealthy and connected.” I’m shocked, speechless. At first, I think Declan’s playing some kind of trick on me, but the sober look on his face tells me otherwise. Breath hitching, I lick my lips and ask. “You're not lying, are you?” Declan shakes his head with a somber frown and tightens his fists. I can tell that he wants to touch me, but he’s unsure whether I’d be receptive. Releasing a breath, I nod my head in realization.

the assassin talked to Richard furiously. “I’m Richard not Bonny Hanzo, yes I’m a highly class top assassin before but I already resigned as assassin. What do you think why I shoot you right now without hesitate? You killed my allied, and now you are the one who targeted my young master huh?!” Richard replied to him. “You! that bastard! Joshua Decker was your young master? What a shame, I didn’t knew that you’ve change your profession from killer to body guard? Even you’ve change your profession your still a killer! It can’t be change! Your a killer forever Bonny Hanzo!”

"You are done with everything, right? You can go." I moved until we were nose to nose. "You know, I could snap your neck off right now and smash that phone," I whispered. She trembled, just barely—but enough. "If you really listened to that call, you’d know I’m not some simple human. I’m an undercover assassin." "What?" she gasped, her face draining of color. I smirked and pulled back. "Yes. And I can kill you, dispose of your body, and tell Cassius you left in a hurry because something came up. He won’t even question it."

Kazuha said and turned to see the assassin wake up. “You’re finally awake. You have a pretty hard head so there is no serious injury.” The assassin then noticed he’s tied up. He tries to break free but is unable to. “I’m sorry. I don’t do this to my patients but as a doctor, I save lives not take them.” He then starts to look at him menacingly with a sadistic smile and his hand is on the table full of multiple tools. “Fun fact, I was a master torturer before becoming a doctor. You’re not the first assassin I’ve ever met and none of their ends went smoothly. I can break your spirit even if you have an iron will so unless you want to die or even come out intact, you better answer my patient’s

What’s their problem? "You’re human, aren’t you? Why are you here?" "If you want to become Lunas then you’d better keep me here." I joked. "Though, it’s not like I’m interested." "What are you to him anyway?" I stopped. What am I to Riftan? A slave? A prisoner? An enemy? A toy? Or a friend? "My value is nothing to him. He can lose me all he wants." I replied. "Though, it won’t be pretty. I’m an assassin from Hezel. I got captured."

Assassin "I am just a contract killer, I was given money by a man in a black suit to assassinate you that's all, I don't know anything about him." Lauren believed what he said as he had put the pressure on his soul itself so he couldn't lie. Lauren 'So somebody is behind my life and is very careful about it, this man in a black suit cannot be the mastermind, there is someone above him who gave the order, looks like I have to wait for him, I don't want to go search for him myself let him come to me' Lauren then looked at the assassin who was still scared. Lauren 'If it was my old self I would have killed him right now but I am not the person from my past'