The Sixth Man Novel Novels & Stories

Number 6. Sibel was a cheerful and passionate person with a tenacious spirit. On the other hand, 6 was rather cold blooded. It was his cold-blooded nature that allowed him to see father’s façade. While Sibel longed for freedom, 6 was ensured that he will make it until the end. Despite their differences- they become fast friends. United by their knowledge of truth. Sibel told 6 that she hoped to create a new family where no one will be killed.

It’s even worse when you’re strangers. Find out more here Six I had a one-night stand. It wasn’t my first, but it would be my last. A gun to the head. A trained killer. A deadly conspiracy. Kidnapped and on the run, my life and death is in the hands of a sadist captor who happens to be my one-night stand. Armed with countless weapons, money, and new identities, the man I call Six drags me around the world. The manhunt is on and Six is the next target. Can we find out who is killing off the Cleaners before they find us?

Six Ears could not help but curse when he heard the report. Instinctively, he turned his head to look behind him. There stood a man, silent and motionless. The man was dressed in black, short in stature, with a seemingly unremarkable appearance, and was exceptionally thin. However, upon closer inspection, one could see that his arms were unusually long, nearly touching the ground. His bony arms were adorned with a string of copper rings. The man said nothing, remaining behind Six Ears as though everything around him was irrelevant. Only when the name Misha was mentioned did he open his eyes, a sharp glint flashing across them.

I couldn’t even focus on what he was saying. When his screaming fit was over, Victor spun around and marched back to the door. “Get in here and watch her,” he sneered at someone. A big, burly man stepped in. His head was shaved bald, and he had a beard. His chest was twice as wide as any other man I’d seen, and he was as tall as Victor, but he wore his height well. After Victor disappeared and the lock turned, my new guard leaned against the wall and folded his arms. I was scared he would try something, too. I could try to put up a fight, but this guy was about four times as big as Victor, and he would do as much damage.

Wasn't going to stop until all of these men were on the floor, begging for mercy. I disarmed the man in front of me. Caught his chest with my knee and let him stumble back. But there was still determination on his face. An urge to carry on. To kill me. Somewhere down the alley, the other attacker was busy with the strange man who had come to aid me. Soon enough, people would pay attention to what was going on. Drown all I had worked for in gasoline and light it on fire. He had to get away. Let me dispose of the last ones and have him far away by the time the first person shows up.

I just didn't want to face it. I called Aunt Jenny to say goodbye. She was elated when she heard I was getting married. "You and Soren have been together for six years. It's about time!" I fell silent for a while, then said, "I am getting married, but not to Soren." Shocked, Aunt Jenny blurted out, "What did you say? Haven't you been with him this whole time?" "We've been together for six years. He promised to marry me this Christmas, but he forgot," I replied helplessly. "And now he's really close with Thea. I think he doesn't love me anymore."

Fiona shoved Ryker in, and I trailed after them. Six years had passed. So much had changed. The sea of roses at the villa entrance had long been torn out. Most of the furnishings inside had been replaced, and everything now belonged to Ryker. There wasn’t a single trace of me left in the entire house. "Fiona, if he never shows up, maybe don’t make things harder on yourself." "No!" Fiona cut him off immediately. "This is what Xavier owes you! Why should he get to hide in there for six years while you ended up crippled?! Xavier will spend the rest of his life making this up to you!"

I didn’t care if it made me seem like a monster but I basked in the feeling of ending a man’s life, especially when they tried to fuck with me. Dario Wellman had this a long time coming and he must have realized that because his pussy ass went into hiding, which explained why there were six of his men in my basement. There were two in each room and they were all bloodied and bartered and I hadn’t touched anyone yet.

The sequel will revolve on six guys which, I knew you might have guessed, included Rhio’s only son, Kevin. Thank you and please don’t remove this story yet from your Library because my new volume for this novel will be on the April 30th 2021? Hahaha. Don’t forget to vote this story although it’s not in the first rank because we’re a two-week consecutive first ranker in the Voting Ranking. I love you guys.

one The young man's cold voice rang in the room, while the cold breeze of autumn was much warmer and warmer than his voice. He had already slammed the door and left without his mother needing to speak to his father. While Nevra and Altan looked after their son with sad eyes, Altan turned his full eyes to the window next to his bed: one