Order Killer Novels & Stories

The assassin faltered—eyes widening. “Answer—or die.” I advanced. He spat blood. “Orders. You. By morning. From the spider.” The spider. No one in my world ever called names aloud. Someone was amping the game. “Orders from whom?” My voice low, sharp. He coughed. “Dexter Webb.” No god in heaven. The name slammed into my chest. Rogue mastermind, exiled leader, twisted mind. Nothing about him was subtle. And now he was playing chess with my life.

That praise-kink didn’t last long the moment we arrived back at our fortress. It vanished the moment the letter from Chancellor Caesar Franklin, the leader of all packs, landed on my desk. My desk, not Zarion’s. It bears the news of the upcoming annual meeting of all werewolf packs. Our pack, the Volatile Hounds Pack, held the prestigious position of being the leading and strongest pack within the borders of the Misty Forest, thanks to the efficient management of Alpha Zarion and myself, Luna Cassidy.

“Is he the killer, Mr. Lee?” Don looked at the cold body on the ground in surprise. Kaze had not been gone for long. Yet, he brought the killer’s corpse back. Nevertheless, a dead murderer would not leave many loose ends. Clearly, the killer was acting under orders. Reading his confusion, Kaze said, “Just call it suicide in fear of conviction. “The killer is from Ryokan. I’m sure someone else is behind it, but it’s not the police’s problem. I’ll handle it.”

Mike had not finished his confession when questions swarmed in. "Why did you do it?" "Who's this particular patient and how are you related?" "Is this all your work or is Grace involved?" "No,no. Grace is just someone I used to accomplish my mission" Mike replied "And as for the patient. I do not know the patient from anywhere,neither have I met her." He continued. "Then why did you kill her?" "Did you get orders? Are you an assassin? Do you kill for a living?" "Yes,I got orders.Now,I'm going to tell you all whose order I got" Mike said slowly keeping everyone tensed up even Detective Carter.

So maybe it's better that he is not here. “So, here’s the things we know about the killer. Firstly his targets are all renowned and prominent men in our country. Until now he has had three victims. Mr. Arik Watson- 48 years old. Estimated time of death 1st April 2020, 3.30 A.M. He was a prosecutor who won several awards for bringing justice to the people. Dr. Robert Jonson- 54 years old. Estimated time of death 12th July 2020, 3.50 A.M. He was one of the best general surgeons in our country. Mr. James Brown -50 years old. Estimated time of death 23th January 2021, 3.45 A.M. He was the founder and the Chairman of J.B. Garments company.” And with that, Mr. Anderson gave each of his teammates

A highway pursuit of a fugitive ended in a crash. I was rushed to the hospital alongside a death-row convict. "The patient's left chest cavity has been pierced by rebar. He needs emergency surgery immediately. Get his family on the line!" I did not want my mother, who was thousands of miles away, to worry. I forced myself to stay conscious and prepared to sign the consent form on my own. Yet the deputy chief of the military hospital snatched the form out of my hands. He ordered the staff to wheel me out of the operating room by force, all so they could treat the barely scratched convict instead. "Save him first. He has a clotting disorder. If the bleeding isn't stopped now, it'll be fata

He shouted slashing the captive’s throat with the sword. I am coming for you, I am coming for every fucking one of you!! He shouted. ****** The killer has strike again, Alpha West inform Stormie. Who? Stormie asked in shock. Commander Oliver, the king replied.

“And risk him finding out everything you just told me? Do you want me to tell him everything, Neils?” Marley shook her head. “Then we have to do this alone. And I'll also try to find out how my father knows him.” “One more thing, there is this underground assassin that goes by the name Rino baby. Have you heard of them before?” Captain nodded. “Only once. I heard they are devious and evil but I have not encountered one before.” “Peter King is their highest paying client,” Marley told him. “This is getting deeper and more dangerous.” Captain started to say but Marley stopped him.

Kael strolled right in, dragging a chair to settle right in front of the guy like I had done with Calen except beside him was a bag full of different kinds of torturing tools. “So we’ll cut to the chase,” Kael said, his tone flat and dangerous. “Who do you work for?” The man smiled slowly. “You already know. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have found me.” Kael cracked his head slightly to the side and leaned back into his chair. “The Order,” he said flatly. “Bingo.” “What was the point of the operation of the bar?” The man clicked his tongue, lips stretching wider. “Now, now, Alpha Veyrith. Don’t you already know that?”

“Routine is predictable.” “So the killer knew it,” Quinn said. “Or studied it,” Damian added, quieter now. Quinn kept reading. “Financials?” “Messy,” Mark replied. “Offshore accounts.” “Not random,” Damian muttered. Quinn closed the file halfway. “No forced entry. No theft. This wasn’t about money.” “They came for him,” Damian said. Quinn looked at him. This time, she didn’t disagree. Mark placed another file beside it. “Two more cases. Same pattern.”