Rain Assassin Ninja Novels & Stories

There happens to be just the last favrive I'll be needing for tonight's blow. An handkerchief, black in color. I manage to fold it … then carefully I tie it around my nose making my eyes show me the exact look as when I had dressed like a stripper and an assassin. Although I look the stripper more than the assassin but then who would be able to tell about looking like an assassin. I had never… noticed for Ice failed to hy the right target. Ince I have my eyes keys on them I get it done. My targets fall dead the moment I give them the last blow, be it a sharp knife, an hut,. Slump or if it meant suffocating them with my very own hands.

Max commented. “It's all a part of the Rider charm,” I said. “Let's hope so, because both you and I look like we are waiting for the love of our life to grace us with her presence.” “Funny, since we are doing the exact opposite. We are watching an enemy and trying to learn her moves.” I snarled. “We’ll get rid of her somehow,” I said looking up at the same window the creature was sticking her adorably scary head out of.

He confirmed this even more when he saw the results after ten years of special training. "Leader." A girl about fifteen or sixteen years old entered. The girl with a small face, sparkling chocolate eyes like stars, is extremely spiritual, with a high nose bridge, natural pink lips like sweet candy, enticing people to taste it, and silky golden hair reaching to her back. The bright red leather suit and thick high heels of the same color accentuated the girl's smooth white skin. It is hard to believe that this fragile and fragile underage girl is Fire, the number one assassin of the M organization.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

The Abyssal-Striker didn’t fight like a machine. It fought like water. In the center of the Founder’s penthouse, Captain Reyes engaged the deep-sea assassin in a blindingly fast, desperate melee. The Striker’s hydro-slick, black carbon-fiber armor completely absorbed the kinetic impact of Reyes’s punches, shedding water across the pristine white floor with every fluid movement. The assassin swung its harmonic blade a weapon that hummed with a piercing, high-frequency vibration capable of parting molecules. Reyes ducked, the blade cleanly slicing through the thick durasteel support pillar behind her as if it were made of warm butter.

He smirked. It was the day of the hunt. So right after breakfast, we then prepared for it. It was broad daylight so I think it would be easy. As an assassin, I was trained to hunt in the middle of a huge forest during the nights when the sky is at its darkest. I've been through a lot, I've been through the worst of worst, so how dare they look down on me just because I'm a woman. "No horses," Rage reminded me at the last minute as if that would make me change my mind.

“Let's move quickly, before the place above will be ruined. As the two notorious, ruthless, and top rank assassins, who already killed thousands of lives and never been failed in their own mission, are about to meet.” “If Crimson Blade, that girl has bounty on her head, I would like to also took her down. And have glimpse on her unrivaled face, face that no one can't describe nor ever see than the top high ranker assassins with the same level of skills and Aoi Akuma, her rival. But right now, I would not risk my life for something I can't gain a profit.” Meanwhile... Zitrey in black ninja outfit, stands firmly atop of people laid on the floor unconscious, with the blazing fire outside that r

Rain said earnestly in the face of the ninja’s suspicion. "Wait while I report this," the ninja, seeing that Rain was just an ordinary person, lowered his guard and turned to go inside. The interior of the Ninja Association was eerily quiet as if no one was there. The ninja entered the main hall and gently knocked on the door, "Mr. Nakamura, I have something to report." "What is it?" The door didn’t open, but a voice came from inside. "A Dragonsland woman has come to the door, claiming to be Blake Frost’s daughter, wanting to take his body back," the ninja reported.

He hurriedly ran after the young man named Rain Shan. Meanwhile, Rain Shan doesn't know that he has become Arsenio's target. He seemed relaxed, but still alert to his surroundings. [Yes, Boss!] Rain was talking to someone far away through small earphones like marbles attached to both ears. Arsenio took out a gun from his trouser pocket. In the midst of the crowd he moved slowly. However, definitely. Arsenio pointed the gun and it hit Rain's stomach. The young man widened his eyes because he didn't expect someone to ambush him.