Romans & histoires Sci Fi Assassin

The figure steps onto the stairs. He is wearing tactical gear. Black. Efficient. He holds a pistol with a silencer. He isn't looking for a lost love. He isn't looking for a runaway bride. He is hunting a target. The Assassin. Sofia’s hire. He takes a step down. Click. He raises the gun. He scans the room. He doesn't need to shout. He doesn't need to beg. He just needs to kill. I press myself against the cold stone of the sarcophagus.

They used the ultra light dark telescope to find and scanned the surroundings but they didn’t catch him. “Do you think that you can fool on me? That’s not worked idiot!” the assassin see them clearly that they used the ultra light dark telescope to find him. he knew it will happened that’s why he prepared for a counter attack against the ultra light dark telescope. He used anti ultra sensors so that the five trained men mercenaries didn’t locate and scanned him where he hide. Bang! Again the assassin fired his rifle sniper and the another men trained mercenaries fall on the ground with one hit. His perfect timing and speed was too accurate. The men mercenary hit in his head.

Third POV " Oh , it's because privacy is very important for assassins. They can't disclose their identities to anyone. But believe me, my captains are talented in every field," Brendon replied sarcastically. " Proceed with your introduction quickly," Brendon says and the next one gets up. " I'm an assassin too, I'm called a blood hunter." Another female captain, she was brunette with a slim figure, the trained body of assassins for escaping and running away. " I'm a Sniper, my codename is Blossom."

⸻ The assassin slowly smiled. “The Black Bride…” He whispered. “…always buries the man who kisses her.” ⸻ Before anyone could react— The assassin suddenly bit down hard. A hidden poison capsule cracked inside his mouth. Blood poured between his lips. Nico rushed forward. Too late. Within seconds… The assassin was dead. ⸻ Silence swallowed the room. The only sound left… Was the ticking of Alessio’s watch. ⸻ Back upstairs… Seraphina quietly packed a small leather bag.

The background sound from the TV filled the empty space and made her feel less fidgety. Ping. A message dropped, Alina was being transferred to Mexico for her pending detective case. “It can't be a coincidence.” she thought. This was her life now. Alina the Assassin. Life in the underground was hell when she first joined seven years ago. Trainings were even more brutal. But the one thing that fueled her was the burning thirst for revenge, to do that she had to survive and the only way for her to survive was to join the crime family.

The man who once lived for my breath was now the predator stalking it, his every movement a jagged, lethal promise of my end. We were on the open observation deck of the Spire’s flagship, suspended thousands of feet above the burning Iron Shore. The wind howled around us, tearing at my silk gown and the Sovereign tactical gear that now encased his body. Dante moved with a sickening, mechanical grace, his obsidian arm glowing a sterile, blinding white. He was "Assassin 01," a ghost with no name and no mercy.

Asha was a Beta and normally trained on the other side of the training field with the rest of the pack, unlike Layla who trained alone with Adrian because she was trained for a specific purpose. Ever since she could remember, Blake had made sure that she was trained by his best warriors, trained to be an assassin. From the time he had rescued her as a child, Blake told her how her entire family had been murdered by the Alpha of the Black Water Pack, Seth Black Water. Both her parents, along with the rest of her pack, had been slaughtered and wiped out by Alpha Seth and the Black Water Pack and Layla had sworn to take revenge for her parent’s deaths. She had trained for the last ten years for

Because the light was too weak, she couldn't see the fresh blood smeared all over the girl's body, only was surprised and shouted: “Shelly... ah!" Nurse Rose stared in disbelief at her stomach, which had just been pierced by a screwdriver and fell to the floor. The children around her were not surprised to see her suddenly fall down, but found a familiar figure entering. Shelly stomped her muddy feet on the nanny rose, smiling at them. The angelic smile at this moment was bloodthirsty like a devil, and his eyes were red like hell fire. "Asian! Asian! Asian!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Mayari ignored Jim's remarks as she sat on the nearby chair and place her hand on the table that separated her from the elf. "I'm not here to say hi." she coldly stated. "Now start talking." "You're no fun." He sneered. "The truth is, I don't really know who's the mastermind of this case." "You're an assassin that is paid by an anonymous client." Mayari concluded. She knew the field very well. Jim was surprise that she was able to quickly grasp the situation. Nevertheless, she reached his expectation. "Yes." Jim nodded. "But judging by the amount of money he paid for the Royal Family's assassination and the very accurate information he have about the Royals, there is a high probability that

Safiya Aris stared at me for a while and I hoped he believes my lie, about the whole farting thing. Gosh, this is so embarrassing. "Ohh, I see. I'll go drop the plate then." He says and walked out of my room. Phew, I need to be really careful from now on, Aris already knows my identity, I can't let him know am an assassin, I can't.