The Genius Assassin Who Takes It All Novel Novels & Stories

I said as I gently picked up the knife that had fallen beside me. Before becoming a professional assassin, you must attend several training sessions in order to master all of the techniques that an assassin must know and study, and one of those techniques is that when one area of your body is vulnerable, you must think of another strategy to strike your opponent. "B*tch, don't be too arrogant or you'll end up at Satan's door!" My assailant had laughed at my confidence once more. "Oh please, don't joke about it because you'll regret it, I swear," I said to my assailant, "because you'll be the one to wind up on Satan's doorstep, honey," I said coldly.

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

It was the most beautiful, horrifying thing I’d ever seen. And God help me, I wanted to touch them. “You’re… you’re a vampire,” I whispered, my hand reaching out before I could stop myself. My fingers brushed his chin, my thumb ghosting over the edge of one sharp tooth. Marcus didn’t move. He let me touch him, his breath coming in hot, heavy drags. “I’m an assassin, Noah. I was raised to be a weapon. I’ve killed more people than you’ve had board meetings. And right now, every instinct I have is telling me to run before I ruin you.”

I whimpered as he approached when suddenly the window next to me shattered, glass flying everywhere. “Darling! Are you okay?” Noah called out as he jumped into the room. “Yes! But I don’t know about the others!” I yelled out. “Stay where you are, I’ll take care of him,” Noah said with a confident smile. The white-haired man smirked, “you think you can do something to me? A trained assassin?” Finn chuckled, “this is your one chance to leave and never come back.” “I’ll take my chances,” the assassin said as he cracked his knuckles.

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

It intentionally missed me, burying itself deep into the pillar an inch from my head. I fired back, but it was too late. She already vanished as if she had never been there in the first place. I lowered my gun and reached for the dagger. This wasn’t the kind of standard steel most assassins in the underground carried. It was personalized, covered in red wine with a silver rose carving on its handle. “See you soon, sweetheart.” I smirked, twirling it once in my hand before slipping it into my coat.

It was coming from the end of the chambers. With steps as light as a breeze, I approached the scene, gripping my sword tightly. It was a hostage situation. My blood boiled as I saw my family hauled to a corner. Alpha Novel and his Beta, Tyler, were battling with the enemy. The enemy was just one man but, he was like a hundred men. Even from behind, I could see his dexterity. Jennifer must have instructed him to stop at nothing until he killed everyone. My own saw me but no one made any sign. Stealthily, I approached the assassin from behind. He was sensitive but it was too late. I had already sliced his neck before he realized my presence.

"As long as Ruthven doesn't know that I'm alive, Lord Demian will be safe because no one in the underworld has the capability to kill one of them aside from me." "Wow! So you were telling us that neither of us can kill them?" Ayu asked mockingly. "Well in that case, I think you need to know who I really am." Jiroo said and sat back on the couch and crossed his legs. "Have you ever heard of turtle rabbit?" "Hell yeah, he's the most powerful assassin under by Ruthven but unfortunately, he was shot dead— holy fucking shit! You are turtle rabbit?!" Ayu asks flabbergasted and Jiroo nodded in response. "Wow Liam! You adopted the legendary assassin!"

Even after Micah rescued me and the new batch of kids from that man and found me a home with his family, it has never stopped. Micah is a badass assassin who works for some secret assassin guild. Of course, I only know this because he was the one that rescued me from that house of horrors. All of the assassins he works with are gorgeous and total bad assess. Seriously, all of the men are beyond gorgeous. I try not to think about it too much because of him. Who is him, you ask? Well, he’s Connor Archer.

“Ali is doing great, but Micah is driving me nuts. He’s like a crazy helicopter father─ always hovering around her. I found him putting foam on the corners of our end tables the other day. He said because he didn’t want Ali bumping into the sharp corners. I told him that she’s only three months old and won't be walking for a while, but he won’t listen.” A genuine chuckle escapes my lips at her perturbed words. I can definitely see Micah doing those things. He’s unquestionably a candidate for an overprotective father. Ever since Sophia found out she was pregnant, he has been super vigilant. I guess considering the business he’s in, he’d have to be. You see, Micah and the others are all Assass