Novel & Cerita The Emperor And The Assassin

"Yeah, I'll give you a quick rundown to get to where I am. So Aurora was the daughter of the king of one of the towns in Jaresh empire and Sebastian is the only legitimate son of the emperor. One day, the emperor…" Sebastian listened aptly, more captivated by her eyes and her smile than by the words she spoke. "After the wedding, as is customary, she left with her husband and his entourage, the emperor was with them but guess what?" "What?" He adjusted his head to a more comfortable position on her lap. "The emperor was poisoned." He blinked, "wow." "You are supposed to be extremely shocked," she laughed, drawing his nose. "I am," he said, his voice coming out weird, "can't you see?"

"You are done with everything, right? You can go." I moved until we were nose to nose. "You know, I could snap your neck off right now and smash that phone," I whispered. She trembled, just barely—but enough. "If you really listened to that call, you’d know I’m not some simple human. I’m an undercover assassin." "What?" she gasped, her face draining of color. I smirked and pulled back. "Yes. And I can kill you, dispose of your body, and tell Cassius you left in a hurry because something came up. He won’t even question it."

“You would do that? For me?” He stepped closer, towering over me. His free hand came up and wiped a smear of blood from my cheek with his thumb. The touch was surprisingly gentle, but his eyes stayed hard. “This marriage binds us now, Elara. Your enemies are mine. For as long as it serves us both.” I searched his face. “And after?” “After is tomorrow’s problem.” He glanced at the dead man on the floor. “First we deal with this mess. The Emperor can’t know an assassin reached our chamber on our wedding night. It makes us look weak.”

It was just like opening a window into a life she no longer belonged to. “I get it.” Her voice cracked. “This whole thing is insane. And it’s not over yet, is it?” “No,” he said quietly. “It’s not.” She looked up at him, tears brimming in her eyes. “Why me, Nicholas? Why did this happen to me?” He didn't know what to say. He was fascinated by the coincidence of the striking resemblance of Amelia and Allison and the fact she was the one who witnessed the assassination. Something was telling him it was Adrian's handwork though he didn't have any proof.

Jack is the only person in the palace who knows I'm an assassin and that's because dad usually send us out on a mission together. One thing with Jack is that he never gives up on a mission till it's accomplished but I'll be damn if I let him take my victory. I'm not going to let him kill Aris, like I said the prince is mine to kill. I searched around the park, using my eyes to scan everywhere looking for anything out of normal/ordinary. I froze when I saw a hitman's gun at a top building across the street. Oh shit no! He's planning on shooting him.

They stepped forward. They were about to start when another powerful force make there way into battle field. It was Emperor Organization the one which Danzell ruled. And gun shots with screaming filled up whole Russia. Blood covered sand dunes making them red like ruby. Arms, legs and heads roll down on floor and there was no sign of mercy.. Humans were killing each other like wolf's. Lucifer walked and throw a hard slap on Lilianah's face. Her eyes turned even colder. And Lilianah gave him twice of his slap and her metal nails leave large cuts on his face.

. He fought to free himself, but couldn't do anything. That masked man smashed him on the ground again and again. Tsashi felt like every bone of his body was broken. He was shedding blood all around. "Time to go, he'll be here soon," muttered the masked man before he tossed Tsashi in the air. Before Tsashi could fall to the ground, a voice came. It was the assassin's voice. "Roaring Tiger Fist." A fist landed on Tsashi's chest, making him fly off like a broken kite smashing on tree after tree, before finally landing on the ground. His pulse and breathing had stopped. The assassin checked his body before smiling. "Mission accomplished," The assassin muttered, but suddenly his face ch

There was no line of pain on his face. "Huh! I know what will hurt you," Aiden headed to the cell and pulled Elsa through her forearm. Liam gritted his teeth turning his hands into fists. Elsa was slinking on the floor and trying to take care of her baby as he was heaving her roughly. Aiden left her on the floor and she whirled, Liam pulled out a knife, which was given to him during the coronation as he became the emperor. Before anyone could understand, the knife hit Aiden's chest.

Finally, I turned to look at him. I let my gaze trail over his taper fade, the messy blond hair that refused to behave and those stupid innocent blue eyes that made people trust him instantly. He had the face of a saint, smooth lines, sharp cheekbones, a mouth that curled too easily into a smile that could make anyone feel safe. But Olek wasn’t safe. He was the Syndicate’s golden boy; the number one assassin, top of the kill board for ten damn years. I was fifth, which wasn’t bad considering I’d only been in the game for six years.

A few moments after the Chiefs entered, his father's arrival was announced by the royal herald. "His Imperial Majesty, the Emperor of the continent, Emperor Vulcan of the Estor tribe is coming in now! Please stand to greet and honor him!" The Herald declared, stamping his heavy staff on the hardwood floor. The emperor entered the chambers looking as regal and tall as ever despite being well into his fifties. He sat down at the head of the table and nodded his head; a signal that meant he had accepted their greeting and they could all sit down. Before the emperor could speak, Daegal immediately got a word in. "Chief Davit, what is the situation of the riots in Alsayf? Are they getting better