The Deadly Assassin Robin Novels & Stories

It had been two years since then. She knew to get in she would need the skills to sneak in and out without notice. She hadn’t gained that skill in the forest so she needed to learn it. She had them started to take on assassination jobs to gain this skill. Doing this had gotten the attention of Wolferan and had since been forced to run from him. Although she had become well known for silent assassinations she still was lacking in the skill. She needed to be better to get into the castle to kill the king.

She watches the man, his face, his expression, and the sinister smile that made her sick in her stomach. Brushing Dimitrios's hands off her shoulder she ran in front where the John was standing in front of the hanging and battered body. Derek's eyes were almost drooping but he didn't miss the chance to watch her pulling out the revolver from its holster of John. John was quick enough to grab a hold of Iris before she pulled the trigger pointing the gun at Derek. A strange smile appeared on his face watching the little girl acting like an assassin suddenly. "An assassin always remains an assassin." He mumbled with great difficulty but couldn't complete when another punch landed on his face an

“You are a traitor! You should be killed now, Mariana Rose.” My heart dropped not because of the impending danger upon me but because of the name that he uttered. As much as I missed my real name, the consequences it will bring upon me is glaringly harmful. “You have to die, Mariana Rose!” the assassin shouted, posing his blade to strike me. Rozen immediately finished him with a blow to his throat while Victor was beside him staring at me. For a second, no one moved. The assassin’s lips twisted in a final, broken smile before he collapsed, dead at my feet.

He looked like a god of war. ​The office door splintered inward with a crash. ​The assassin moved faster than any normal wolf. The killer wore a skin tight black leather suit, a dark hood completely covering his face except for his dead black eyes, and a vibrant green serpent tattoo curled dangerously around his pale neck. He held twin curved daggers in his hands. Thick, glowing green liquid dripped steadily from both sharp blades. ​The assassin lunged forward without making a single sound, and aimed both poisoned blades directly at Zachery's bare chest.

These individuals had orchestrated their men to assassinate Raymond that night, unaware they had fallen into his cunning trap. “Jennifer,” Raymond rushed to her side, noticing her closed eyes. Robin sprinted over and urgently said, “She’s bleeding. We need to treat her immediately.” Raymond promptly removed Jennifer’s mask, cradled her in his arms, and rose. The man in the wheelchair also stood and removed his mask, revealing that he was a pack fighter who had deceived the assassins. He bowed to Raymond, who nodded in acknowledgment before departing the hall with his pack fighters through the front door.

"Rose, do you know? I've been thinking about something. Why was Justin so easy for me to kill?" Sebastian sat beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "You know Justin's identity—he was a ruthless assassin. He had countless enemies, and there was a long line of people who wanted him dead. Yet no one ever succeeded. But now, he's dead—killed by me, and so easily at that."

"He could've at the very least told me he had a kid." Dee rolled her eyes. "It's not like you told him you're a mum, either. Cut the gentleman some slack, please. So, what does he look like? Dark and dangerous, I'm guessing?" I nodded, and she cackled. "How cliché can this get? With a name like Gabriel Marcello, I wouldn't bet on anything other than that." She giggled.

Robin knew who Maha was with last night so he suspected Maha might have killed Stephen. “Who can escape your payments, Maha? If that old man died, what would happen?" Robin was heartily happy to hear this news as he would get another chance to blackmail Maha. However, the next moment Maha dropped a terrible bomb on him spoiling Robin's happiness. “I killed Hamlin, Robin. I didn't do it on purpose. If I didn't she would have killed me.” She moved forward to plant the shivering being against Robin but the next moment he pulled back, pulling her away from him.

Its botched attack allowed Red Rose to finally locate it, and the Unwed Widow took this opportunity to strike. The kick of the Barbarian Primogenitor was heavy, and the chest of the assassin caved in immediately that foot impacted its chest. However, it still lived, for how could one kill what was already dead? Without so much as a grunt of pain, the assassin disappeared into the darkness once again, much to the annoyance of the Barbarian Primogenitor who didn’t bother to hide her anger, scoffing at the absurdity of fighting enemies that could not be killed.

Everyone in Seamar City knew Marion was fast with a gun, but few realized his knife skills were even deadlier. In a split second, Marion spotted an opening. With a swift motion, his blade nicked Robert's neck, leaving a shallow but bleeding cut. Robert staggered back, his hand instinctively going to his neck. Beads of blood trickled down. As an assassin, he knew that the strike had been aimed at his carotid artery. If he hadn't dodged in time, he'd already be dead. "Come again," Marion taunted. "Let's fight it out." Provoked, Robert charged forward with another deadly strike. Marion countered with a powerful kick to his chest.