Order Killer Novels & Stories

Nikolai Volkov is dead! The big boss blinked once, then slowly leaned forward in his chair. "Repeat that." "Nikolai Volkov is dead, sir," the man said, a grin forming. "The car exploded. He didn’t get out." A slow breath escaped from the boss's mouth, almost like a release he’d been waiting years for. He stood from his chair, stretching his stiff back, the tension in his shoulders fading. "Finally," he whispered. "Finally, the bastard is gone."

First off, it wouldn't be an easy feat to capture a deadly assassin, secondly it's not like he would just reveal everything to us if we asked. "You think he's untouchable right? But he definitely has a loophole, we just need to find it," Kael encouraged. I looked at him. "And how exactly do we find that loophole? We can’t just walk up to him and ask for his résumé." "No, we can't. But no one is invisible." He pulled his phone out again, scrolling through something before stopping. "Professional killers don’t operate in thin air, they take orders, they communicate and they receive payments."

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.

A guttural sound escaped his mouth before he replied “I’ve told you already I'm here to kill you” “But you don't know me, so why” I said hoping he would drop a name or something that would help me know who was behind this. “You’re right I don't know you, but my employer knows you and they ordered that you should be captured and killed. I'm only doing my job, no hard feelings.” He made it sound so easy like it wasn't a life he was about to take, like he was going grocery shopping or picking out new furniture. There was no trace of remorse or hesitation in his body language. He was a cold-hearted killer with a job to finish and the only thing standing in his way was my bravado.

Nakayuko kong binuksan ang pinto ng shop at ng biglang may nakasanga akong lalaki tiningala ko ang ang lalaki at nagulat ako ng makitang si manuel pala iyon. ''sorry mister..'' Sabay himas nya sa braso ko.deredertso lang ako naglakad at hindi pinansin si manuel.umupo ako kung san makikita ko sila..patago akong napangisi naisip ko na naman kung anong araw at kung anong gagawin ko sakanila. ''May i take your order sir?'' Tanong ng babaeng waiteress. ''one slice of mocha cake miss..''Sabi ko.Dnmn tlga ako kumakain ng mocha kahit ano nalng inoorder ko.

I sat as I stared at her waiting for her to tell what was so important that she made me forfeit my ice cream. "Marco Leonardo is a killer like you. Not a killer but unlike the other people who send you to do their dirty work, Marco does his by himself. Unless he is busy, then he sends his right-hand man to finish the job" she finished and released a long held breath. "Why are you telling me all this?" I said clearly pissed off. "Because he won't hesitate to kill you if you make a funny move" Kill me? Does this woman know how many people have tried to kill me but ended up dead?

Savannah twitched her mouth stiffly and didn't know what she asked. Although it was the first time for her to hear the "Killing Order", she knew what it meant when she heard it! Did Callan want to kill her? How could he be so cold and cruel to her? "The 'Killing Order' is the ultimate hunting order of the four big families in Canada. Once the 'Killing Order' is issued, all the top killers of the four big families in Canada will take action. Even if this person has the ability to go to heaven and earth, as long as he or she is still on the earth, he or she will definitely not escape the end of death!"

"I went to the black market before and wanted to buy a handy weapon. I met a vendor. The vendor said that he knew an internationally famous master. Many top killers have ordered weapons from him. I have seen photos of him, so as long as I see that weapon, I will definitely recognize it!" "Are you sure that the vendor didn't lie to you?" One-eyed Jack confirmed. "Yes, that dealer is very famous in the black market. In order to be my voice, he showed me the orders of other assassins. I checked them all and there is no problem." "Then what is his usual killing tool?" One-eyed Jack asked curiously, "It's neither a knife nor a sword, but it's extremely sharp and can kill people in an instant. Thi

It was a shame someone wanted him dead but who could it be though? New World Order carried out whatever wish their clients had as long as they paid enough money. Who would pay so much money to kill Baltimore? He seemed like a regular, sexy billionaire to me, so I couldn't help but wonder. I went through the list Trisha had left for me and shook my head. She was really bitchy, and to think she wanted to send a maid to assist me? I did not need a soothsayer to know what she was trying to do. It was a waste of time because I had my methods.

"What, Frankie?" "I know who he is," Frankie never turned away, kept his beady eyes on me in fear. "He's one of Odin King's most talented hitmen. I heard stories from the guys that one man would do some dangerous shit when it involved the Order. He kills without mercy, a cold-blooded killer. Our people call him Odin's Shadow. It means you don't mess with Odin because no matter how you kill him, his shadow is always there to eliminate the problem. That is why it's hard to kill a man like Odin; he's invisible and immortal because of this guy."