The Deadly Assassin Robin Novels & Stories

Though the steam and moisture cleared the sand mist, it only heightened everyone's unease. "Only... only one person?!" *stab!* An escort soldier sent to protect the VIP gasped, his voice laced with disbelief, just moments before a swift blade pierced his throat, silencing him forever. Clad in a mysterious dark blue robe and concealed face, the assassin struck with such precision and ferocity that it left the remaining bodyguards and soldiers in a state of shock. The swift and calculated movements executed by this singular figure were solely responsible for neutralizing the trained personnel and the two top AB trainees in the sand maze. Yet, upon being exposed to the open air, they swiftly re

As long as she was human, she couldn't withstand damage to the soul. Rosie watched him speak to empty air. Her eyes widened as she muttered, "Has this man gone crazy?" The assassin couldn't comprehend what was happening, but she had never feared death, so she feared this even less. She sneered, "You want to know? Maybe in your next life." Dominic wasted no words. He bit his finger and flicked his hand sharply. Several drops of blood landed on the assassin, and her body instantly became visible. Rosie froze in shock again, her mouth hanging open wide enough to fit two eggs.

She rose, her robe brushing against her skin, she glanced once at her sleeping child before walking to the door. When she opened it, a shadow waited. Her personal assassin stood there, dressed in black, his face half-hidden beneath his hood. Mira stepped aside. “Enter.” He bowed low as he stepped in. “You have the bows?” she asked, her voice calm but sharp. “I do, my Luna,” he said, his tone respectful yet edged with pride. “Each one dipped in the deadliest poison known to mankind. A single graze… and death follows before the heart finishes its next beat.”

"Don't worry. I won't kill you. As long as you serve me well and be my woman, you will get wealth and power in the future." Lukas untied the rope around Robin's hands and feet when he finished the last word. He thought she was weak and posed no threat to him. Robin said expressionlessly, "General, you're thinking too much. Since I'm an assassin, I won't marry anyone, let alone serve men." When she said that, her eyes were as cold as ice. She did not even look at Lukas. 'Damn it, pretending to be a pure and innocent girl now?'

But since he was the head of the family, what other course of action did they have? In the end. Robin Wright had hired the infamous assasin Lucas Stephens to carry out the mission. He was known all over the country for killing businessmen who had offended the elite of the business world. But his fame was more because he was never caught. Everyone knew what he had done, but no one was able to pin it on him. Nor had he ever disclosed who had hired him. This was his main attribute. Otherwise, he knew that the first rule of assasination was, kill the assasin. As long as he kept his mouth shut, he was safe.

How pathetic. I remember the first time I made her kill someone. A smirk forms on my lips as I recall the details of the encounter. It was a life or death situation, a kill or be killed. I felt my d**k twitch threatening to bust through my zipper. The sight of her being covered in blood with scratches and bruises all over her had me rock hard. I saw her innocence leave from her eyes as she cut the man's throat and began stabbing him repeatedly. That's when I found the perfect job for her, something that would actually make her useful. Since that day, she's become my personal assassin. A great one, too.

She got up from the ground and resumed her arrogance. “I heard that you’re all very strong. Can you defeat that assassin?” she asked. Robin frowned. Frost was an ace assassin of God’s Lance. He was not weak. But when he saw that Frost had only one arm, he chuckled. “Easily. Miss Elisa, what do you want me to do?” he asked. Ruthlessness flashed on Elisa’s face as she hissed, “Kill him!” Robin nodded. Then, multiple darts showed up in his hands, and he looked murderous.

Balor's POV Lincoln and I dragged the new and improved Ivan Killian down the hall. His unconscious body was heavy. The sedative we gave him had been laced with wolfbane. Just enough to make him scream as his body tried to reject the god-awful poison. It could down our wolves and kill us in large doses, but a small amount could kill a human in a matter of minutes if they weren't careful. John and Monroe, we're waiting outside our investigation complex. It was where we usually held rogues before we determined their fate.

But before his men could start firing, gun shots rang loudly taking Robins men within ten seconds. Robin looked stunned and scared. "Here comes the devil" Vasili announced proudly. Dante was seen making his entry while holding his still hot gun. He is flanked by a dozen men in suits who are all aiming their guns at Robin. "Dude thought he could kill us. Delusional much" Vasili mocked Robin. Daniel is lazily lounging on his chair while watching watching Dante outsmart Robin who made a name for himself after Robinson. "Wait, this is a misunderstanding..." before Robin could even speak, Dante buried a bullet in his head, silencing him forever.

“Hmph. Don’t be so sure. Atlas isn’t someone we can underestimate. Fire a few rounds down there!” The men hesitated. Robin kicked them hard. “Do it!” Gunfire erupted toward the river. Robin peered down—no blood. The water was still clear. He considered sending someone down to check. But just then, the whirring sound of helicopter blades began circling above. Robin’s face fell. “Retreat! Now!” But it was too late. Shadow Reaper’s team opened fire, turning the tide. Now it was the assassins’ turn to run for their lives.