Novel & Cerita The Genius Assassin Who Takes It All Novel

Book 5: Lethal Daddy Intro: When assassin Raven Torres was hired to eliminate billionaire Vincent Kane, she expected it to be just another job. She never expected him to be waiting for her. Chapter 1: The Hunt: The rain turned the city into a watercolor painting, all smeared lights and blurred edges. Raven Torres crouched on the rooftop of the Meridian Building, her rifle assembled and ready, raindrops beading on her black leather jacket like cain.

She winked, kissed my cheek, and left “I will talk to you later. Goodbye.” I looked at my appearance in the mirror first, to make sure there wasn’t any sign of blood on my skin or clothes as I didn’t want to freak her off with my secret identity. I don’t want to tell her that I am an assassin who kills people. All she needs to know is that I am a successful businessman with billions of dollars in my account. Nothing else. “Max, is that you?” came Evelyn’s voice who stood at the top of the staircase, dressed up in a soft pink silk nighty that Britney put on her, looking exquisite and sexy.

Ellaine looked beside her and for a moment, she was distracted. Keisha lodges herself forward and kicks her in the face. "Fuck!" she screamed loudly, dropping the gun on the driver's side. Ellaine pushed the corpse away to try and get her gun back but Keisha would not allow it. "By now you probably know I'm an assassin,don't you?" Keisha asked while she was running out of breath. She kicked Ellaine in the face again, slamming her head against the front of the car. "A terrible one," Ellaine answered before grabbing Keisha's foot.

The sound of the doors clicking shut drew her attention to me. “Alpha Lucas.” She said, her blush deepening as she rose from her chair. “Good morning.” Alistair turned to face me as I grunted good morning back to the receptionist. Standing at his full height, the man cut an imposing figure. Even in his old age, he radiated power. Much like my beta, the man craning his neck in submission before me had clearly come from an Alpha blood line. I fought the shiver in my spine, urging me to submit to the man. I understood how he had come to lead a group of assassins. They may not have had a traditional pack, but no doubts lingering in my mind that Alistair hadn’t ruled them like an iron fisted alph

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"Nikolai sends his regards. He says a genius is only useful if she has a head to think with. Since you chose the Italian over your blood, we’re taking both." ​The assassin pulled back his arm, ready to drive the blade home. ​I didn't use the decanter. I used the tablet. ​I hit the "Overload" command on the penthouse smart-lighting. Every bulb in the room shattered at once, a blinding flash of white light and electricity arching through the air. ​CRACK. ​In the split second of blindness, Dante moved. I heard the wet thud of a knife hitting flesh, then the sound of a body hitting the floor.

He was turned into a weak, limp marionette, dangling from Zayn’s hand. Zayn nonchalantly tossed him to the ground and looked down at him from above. He then asked, “Which club do you belong to?” The lead assassin’s pupils constricted from shock once again upon hearing Zayn’s query. “Who… Who are you?” the assassin stuttered. “Let me guess, you’re from the Order of the Solar Temple?” Zayn asked. The assassins had auras very similar to Shaun Shapiro. The lead assassin’s pupils constricted from even more, apparently confirming that Zayn was right.

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.

“It’s going to be the same at the end. I’m not a hero. I’m an assassin, a murderer. Even if I succeed in taking down the Parliament, there is no way I’m going to be accepted for what I’ve done. I’ve always known that the day I bring the Parliament down, I will go down with them. In order for a better future that isn’t built on the blood of others, the cycle must end and it ends with me.” Feeling the strain of talking after several days of bed rest, I didn’t register the pain. A loud slap resounding through the room and the ringing in my left ear was enough to stun me. “Stop deluding yourself. Do you think you’re the only one bearing the burden of this? Look carefully! Open your eyes! Aren’t

~ Rhys ~ Benny led him to the storage room, confirming the inventory of the books. Rhys was taken aback when he realized that Amira, the woman who had attempted to assassinate him, a vicious rogue, someone he considered beneath him, was the mastermind behind such an ingenious idea.