Senior Assassin Generator Novels & Stories

I will show them what I can do to prove them wrong. "Don't get me wrong with this, Elena. But the forest where the haunt would be held has a lot of traps and is very vast. I don't want you ending up getting—" "You are looking down on me again. May I remind you that I am a first class assasin in the house of Spades, Rage. I have went through the worst training. Traps, not even death scares me at all. So don't say anything like that again as if you are just seeing me as a weak little girl who could do nothing. Because what is the truth? I am an assassin. A serial killer who had killed hundreds of lives. I've been through hell, so don't stop me from participating a simple hunt."

Ashley stood there with her head bowed. She was still there trying to form something up when a hand yanked her towards the elevator. Immediately they entered the elevator, Frederick shoved her and she slam her back on the wall of the elevator. He then came forward towards her and grabbed her by the neck.. raising her body to his eye level. " You think I didn't know that an assassin was sent to kill me? I know the scent of everyone that is working for me in this company but yours is different, who are you!?"

Emerald Devil was ranked 14th on the world’s assassin ranking, while Bloody Rose ranked ninth. This was no mere list of killers, but the most authentic and trustworthy assassin ranking in the world! All those on the list are the strongest and most renowned killers on the planet. Although there were only a few differences between nine and fourteen, the gap was actually quite considerable in reality. “How about counting me in?” Bloody Rose was a very sexy and voluptuous beauty, but as her name suggested, she was incredibly cruel and domineering at heart. “I want thirteen billion.” “You’re overstepping your boundaries, Bloody Rose.”

Not a bad one I guess I entered my room and looked at the window and found my car waiting I already told them to drop it for me there today I checked the mission I was to assassinate a man named Janja One of the greedy money bags So sweet I brought out my ninja outfit and put it on I wore my hair net and looked at myself in the mirror The assassin Miranda is here Tomorrow I become a cook What a twisted life I leave I let out a dry laugh before jumping down the window I got in the car and programmed the GPS location and it started moving I checked under the seat and found my silencer and another gun I think I will use the gun that would make his death known rather than the silencer The car ca

He should have seen that coming for daring to ask a question when Hades hadn’t given orders. “Now that I have everyone’s attention,” Hades stands in the middle so we can all see him—but strangely, his eyes are on me. “The assassin for this job is Viper.” Everyone stills. Blood slowly drains from Jake’s face. I drop to my knees. “Alpha Hades—” “You’ve always been curious about the killers of your parents, right?” He has a small smirk on his face as he stares at me, and I ball my hands into fists. “And you’ve always wanted to be a full member of the Nameless.”

Segrenry’s lip curled. “For years, this…creature,” she spat, “has soiled my bloodline relentlessly. But tonight, I bring an end to it, with an offer none can refuse. Fifty of our finest assassins shall hunt her through the mortal forests for seven nights. She will be denied food and water till the games end. Dawn and dusk, the hunters will take up the chase in shifting relays, a relentless rotation until the end. If she falls, her death will redeem our name. If she survives…”

*giggles* After that, I'm going to ki- "Wtf! Bro, stop smiling, it's terrifying." Relax, William, that's your brother. "SHUT UP," I demanded. I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is William Carter, and I am a 36-year-old assassin. Reaper is the codename I use. Many people have motivations for being a spy, assassin, criminal, and so on. However, I became an assassin because of my father. Third-person pov

The echoes of punches and kicks reverberated through the room as two assassins engaged in a fierce duel, their movements fluid and precise. Adjacent to the sparring ring, there was a section dedicated to agility and stealth training. An obstacle course challenged assassins to navigate through a maze of laser beams, pressure-sensitive floors, and hidden traps. Emine watched as a young recruit stealthily weaved her way through the obstacles, her movements almost ethereal, her body a silhouette in the shadows.

Percy spoke out loud while his stern grey eyes eyed the woman's features clinically. The last guy to be selected was a big guy built like a hunk, with ripped muscles and a face like Batista. He goes by the name Blockbuster, thirty-eight years old, wields a very large ax also a delta. " So we have our assassin picked and ready to be notified. Signal the chat room, " Percy orders. Another guy in the room opened up the laptop in front of him and began to click furiously on it while the others waited. He focused intensely on his task for about five minutes before he looked up in the direction of Percy. " Done sir. "

Taskmasters are the group of people who call for the assignments or tasks of each assassin in the association. They are the only ones with authorization to do so and know every phone number of every assassin. “This is your last assignment to approve your resignation. Your assignment is a woman. 24 years old, dangerous because he is an ex-assassin of The association. She killed a Council member so it has to be done no matter what. You will get paid 30 million. Are all the details given by your client clear, assassin?” Answered a deep voice across the line.