Ninja Assassin Raizo Novels & Stories

The other lack members also raised their cans. "We all accept you as one of ours now," an older woman at the other end of the table said. "That's Lilith," Hunt told me through our mind link. "She likes you." I smiled back at Lilith and then I caught someone else staring in my direction because it was hard to ignore the hateful gaze Sierra gave me.

LYRA. I tried to run, but my feet felt heavy as if rooted to the spot. The rogue's eyes gleamed with a feral intensity, their teeth bared in a snarl. I raised my hands, palms facing them, and summoned a weak burst of energy to defend myself. But he was too strong, too fast. He knocked my hands aside and pinned me against the wall, his claws digging into my shoulders. I struggled, kicking and squirming, but he was too strong. A fist slammed into my stomach, and I gasped for air. Another blow struck my head, and everything went blurry. I felt myself falling, but they caught me, holding me up with a cruel grip.

The time was now 1:14pm and she could make out some movement at the glass door which opened as two huge Japanese men in black suits walked out, followed by another of average height behind them. She moved her sniper slowly to the right as the men made their way across the parking lot to their black sedan. Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss.

Third person POV: “Co..me Come in” Ravan said after he heard a gentle knock on his door and Dr. Rohini walked in, she immediately bowed in front of Ravan who was possessively holding Aisha in his arms “Si.. sir.. I was called here for…..” Dr Rohini stopped on her word the instant her eyes fell on Ravan who was busy pressing a thin sheet of white color mattress on his right hand side of chest which was totally tainted with his blood meanwhile seeing Dr. Rohini Ravan turned his head and drowsy eyes toward Aisha to wake her up however stopped the instant he saw her snoring peaceful in his hold, it’s been almost hour that Aisha was sleeping now while with every passing second Ravan was losing hi

"I personally think his parents are apart of the mafia. Others say that they used to be assassins, foreign spies. Some even say his father moved from Japan and had been affiliated with the Yakuza." Nate inhaled a sharp breath and when Aunt Judy heard that, she nodded her head, understand what he must be feeling. His gut seemed to be twisting, now realizing why the blond had scars across his face, or why there was such dark aura surrounded Dante when he stepped down from the car.

Is she trying to kill me after she got what she wanted by killing Rozen’s father? “Not happening,” I said, grabbing a fallen blade and fighting alongside him. One rogue assassin targeted me. I blocked, turned, and kicked him back. My body moved too easily, a bit too fast than what I am accustomed to. Nirvana’s strength which was long withheld in its own cage was helping me. It wants to badly manifest that its strength flowed through every fiber of my muscle. Rozen barked in approval when I subdued another assassin but that appreciation soon turned into wonder when his eyes stared at mine.

Fusae then pointed her finger at a wild man with a bulky, powerful build, a hairless face, messy blonde hair, and small blonde eyebrows. "That person is Rihito. He's the representative fighter of Yoshitake Real Estate. He's fairly famous on "Kengan Match" and he's also known as "The Superman," Fusae said. "Superman?" Monica raised his eyebrow. Fusae nodded and said, "Rihito is famous for his technique that is known as Razor Edge." She then pointed at her fingers and said, "Rihito's fingers are capable of tearing through flesh, bone, and even armor just like a razor."

Holding a glinting dagger aloft. She gasped and twisted. Alazar read the trajectory of the dagger as aimed for her heart. “Don’t!” He shouted. Moving inhumanly fast, he caught the man’s arm and turned so the arm was twisted across Alazar’s middle. Turning it until it crunched. The assassin shouted in pain and dropped the blade. Catching it in his other hand and plunging it downward at her again. Riaura only had time to throw her hands up to protect herself. Hands which luminesced in a defensive green glow.

My reputation as an assassin was built on years of ruthless precision, and I wasn’t about to waste my time indulging in some fantastical nonsense. Kaiz regarded me carefully before speaking. “You’re Raven, right?” “That’s me,” I replied, keeping my tone neutral. I didn’t expect him to know me, but I wasn’t surprised. My name had been whispered in the right circles. A reputation built on a trail of bodies had a way of doing that. “I’ve heard of you,” Kaiz said. “The assassin who never misses her mark.” I gave a tight smile, though there was no real warmth in it. “Glad to know my reputation precedes me.”

“No, scratch that. He isn’t even thinking at all!” Mizuki sighed as he paused in his cleaning, looking at Yuri in the eye. “Yuri, look at it from Ren’s perspective,” he said. “You know what he has gone through. Unlike you and Tohya, he didn’t choose this life. Fate picked it for him. Along with every other.” Yuri growled low in her throat by this point in time, but Mizuki ignored her and continued speaking. “That girl is a Raven’s Gate assassin. How do you know that she didn’t choose this path willingly, and isn’t a spy for them?” Yuri stared at Mizuki with a slightly hurt expression. “She’s just a child—”