The Worlds Best Assassin Novels & Stories

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”

"Listen up, boy!" "You're right. I'm a monster, and the Pearl mentioned in all those books. Yes, I killed Diego Corry, but there's one small detail every single book has forgotten to mention." I was grinning wickedly. I threw him down on the ground with force. I could hear him murmuring something to himself under his breath as he said, "I'm an assassin. People hire me when they can't fix their own problems. They hire me because I don't ask questions, and I'm the best at what I do." I could see that he was saying, "I'm an assassin."

The echoes of punches and kicks reverberated through the room as two assassins engaged in a fierce duel, their movements fluid and precise. Adjacent to the sparring ring, there was a section dedicated to agility and stealth training. An obstacle course challenged assassins to navigate through a maze of laser beams, pressure-sensitive floors, and hidden traps. Emine watched as a young recruit stealthily weaved her way through the obstacles, her movements almost ethereal, her body a silhouette in the shadows.

Stepping on the gas, we zoomed out of the school parking lot, leaving a frightening roar behind. I massaged my forehead as I groaned, "Well, couldn’t you have said that like a normal person? I am already dealing with a venomous headache." "Venomous?" she asked, amusement evident in her tone. She kept her eyes on the road, and I could not help but think back to the time some assassins tried taking her out as she drove. This woman could kill three men in thirty seconds with one hand while the other drove. And if bullets weren’t fired, there wouldn’t be a scratch on the car.

he asked in a hard low tone. " Is lightning. " Percy rolled his eyes. Of course, she is the one. Of all the assassins under the Corps, this is the most unpredictable one, which makes her a dangerous asset to have, but she is also good at what she does. Percy has gone through all her killings before she joined the Corps and they have all been clinically executed with no mess. Despite her unpredictable behavior, Percy feels she is going to turn out to be the best assassin the organization has ever seen after.....

The assassin trainees are practicing shooting, most of them are very good in hitting the target's head but little Mayari is having a hard time. She couldn't shoot properly and always miss, the very loud noises of guns being fired is making her head ache painfully and her shaking body couldn't cooperate with her as the memory of her mother being shot dead repeatedly flashed to her mind, scaring her every second she heard a gunshot. She slowly placed her trembling finger in the trigger attempting to hit the target again, regardless of how terrified she is because the punishment she will recieve later will be more painful and dreadful.

“Good evening, or should I say in a dread, controlling, and menacing way, Prince of dark Symphony, Clayden.” Taunting the words towards the person that he finds to have the same standing of his very life and a mirror to consider. The prince in this universe where God Aries rules and just one of the alternate dimensions from the original and existing one, is far more than the beautiful, yet dark symphony it is playing for him. Young, handsome, and sheltered all its life as ability and very talent lies to its standing as the greatest musician. He who is noble by birth and the future of this very country where he is to rule over, yet not his destiny. Is someone who is an assassin, an in-line ki

Trevor was once Jekyll's best hitman, regarded as Metropolis' best assassin due to his dynamic headshots and eagle eye accuracy. Along with Trevor, there is another Hitman, an extraordinary assassin known as the best sniper in Metropolis. According to Tales, "Dagon's tickle is what tickles your soul when you opened your eyes and found yourself being dragged by the reaper." Together, Kelvin and Trevor become the most feared and dangerous assassins in New York because they are bloodthirsty, strong, and like-minded.

VIPER Assassins shouldn’t breathe too loudly, or make loud footsteps that give their presence away, or make a single mistake that’ll definitely cost their lives. We’re fast, precise—just one lethal strike is enough to kill a target. I chant my usual mantra in my head, clutching my sword tightly as I attack a stupid scarecrow. “How long have you been here, Viper?” Emily asks as she approaches me. “You’re the most skilled already. What else do you want?”

” ”PROFESSOR TAN, THAT IS ENOUGH! The whole room gets swallowed up in silence along with Doctor Reginald Estrellas’ aura of ferocity. Even Professor Johnny almost fell off his chair. ”We will not waste time with your sermons! You speak once about your latest complaint and then you can step out of this hall as soon as you are done!” ++++++++++ “So the assassin is freelance?” ”Yep, not even part of his Elite Team. This one is one of those for hire bastards that were once part of a shitty pirate squad up in the Maldives area. Fucking overpriced if you ask me.”