The Hit List Book Novels & Stories

Lets meet Swift ********* I need to present myself. But how? I have no idea and I have to solve it as soon as possible. Callum POV *********** These days I am confused. I feel something throbbing in the back of my mind. But I can't sort it out. I feel like something is stirring inside me. "Stephen". I called him who was sitting in his home office working on some files. "What is it, Callum"? He looked at me and put the pen aside. I must be looking upset.

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.

I beamed. "Crazy, isn't it?" "Fucking crazy, for real." "First, we put THE DA VINCI CODE by DAN BROWN here." He picked out the book and inserted it in the center line of the shelf. He put HOW TO STOP TIME by MATT HAIG, followed by EVERGREEN by NAOMI HIRAHARA. "Then KISS THE GIRLS by JAMES PATTERSON." He put it next to the first book. "I've read that." I went on in a spur of excitement. "It's a thriller and mystery novel about a detective who's trying to track down a serial killer. So many twists and cliffhangers. Total page-turner." I giggled.

According to Malik, Beherit is a storm demon who Rainn and Liam had a kill order on his second in command and brother Apollyon. He said that after they killed him Beherit went crazy and has been plotting his revenge ever since. They knew who he meant immediately, and we have been training hard every day since. Three days ago, we had a visit from Jamison, who is the weapons specialist for the Vindicta. Rainn thought it would be a good idea for me to choose my specialty weapon. He told me to choose wisely and that I would know when I held it.

"Nathalie, Jarvis, Jasmine, and... me. Why would someone have this?" Brandon took the paper from him, examining it. "It's a hit list. Someone was targeting your family." Liam's jaw clenched. "We need to find out who." They continued their search, moving to the far corner of the room. There, tucked under a chair, Brandon found a small, leather-bound journal. He opened it, skimming through the pages filled with meticulous notes and plans. "This looks like a hitman's journal," Brandon said, showing it to Liam. "Names, dates, places, and here." He pointed to a page with a detailed entry. "It mentions meeting a man named Victor at the old warehouse by the docks."

“You are my brother. That does not change because you made a stupid decision.” “Running was not stupid,” he said. “It was necessary.” “Why?” I turned to him. “You were healing. The pack was starting to accept you. Why throw that away?” “Because I found something.” He pulled a folded paper from his pocket. “In Sarah’s belongings.” I scanned the page. My heart skipped. “This is a hit list,” I whispered. “Council targets.” Dante nodded. “Every name on that list is dead. Killed over the past five years. Accidents, rogue, attacks. Clean cover stories.”

She says and again, I really want to rip the bitch's head right off her body, she is just so rude. "It’s about the target, Mr. Bennett. Why do you want to kill him anyways? He doesn’t seem like a bad person and from the little I have seen; he is an extremely nice person. What could someone like him have done to make him deserve death?" I say and the line goes silent for a while.

But without saying a word, he handed the list to me. “It’s your list, so it’s best you decide what you want to do with who.” I licked my lips. “Who says I’m planning on doing this with you?” “The hell are you going to do that with anyone else!” Severide hissed. “You’re not going to have sex with a stranger.” “I’m with him on this,” Kieran added. “Me too,” Steven uttered. “Now start reading your new list so we can figure out who will do what with you.”

Dominic looked at the photograph one more time. And realized that Victoria hadn't just asked him to kill a man. She'd asked him to kill the one person who could destroy everything he and Lena were about to build. Because Alexei Vitelli knew her secrets. And Alexei Vitelli knew his.

“Whatever’s in it, we need to know now.” Reva nodded. “I can try.” She pulled out a laptop, her fingers flying over the keys. Minutes stretched into an hour. The tension in the room was suffocating. Then— The screen flashed. Reva’s eyes widened. “Oh, my God.” Ayesha leaned over her shoulder. “What?” Reva turned the laptop toward her. “This isn’t just some file, Ayesha. It’s a hit list.” Ayesha’s stomach twisted as she scanned the names. Politicians. Business tycoons. Military officials.