Harry Potter Raised By Assassins Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I wished, with a sudden, sharp ache in my chest, that someone would actually look at me like that for real. I dropped my iPad and leaned into the chair, closing my eyes. The assassination attempt on my father earlier that evening had drained the last of my adrenaline I was tired. I was stressed. And more than anything, I was desperate to feel something other than terror. I thought back to the night before. I had been on my way to find Kenneth, fueled by my friends' advice to "attack," to take control, to make him beg. My seduction plan had been interrupted by the alert of my dad’s murder attempt.

Harry unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He stepped closer. “Trust me, Ivy. We don’t need the healer or the antidote. This way, we’ll even have our own pup… You’ll have to be my mate then, won’t you?” He reached out and lifted my chin. “Even in this life, you can never escape me. You’ll always be mine, Ivy.” As my consciousness faded, it hit me. Harry had come back from past, too.

I am not done asking him so he can't die yet. I stand up from sitting on the man's back when I am sure that he is already unconscious. Suddenly, my landline rang in the living room so I left the man lying on the floor and without haste, I walked into my house to answer the phone. He is unconscious so he can't escape from me. "Hello, Shanra? How are you?" the person on the other line immediately asked me even though I still didn't say 'hello' to him. "Are you checking if I'm still alive?" I quickly answered the man. The man I'm talking to is Henry. one of the BAS assassins and the person that envies me the most. He is the top one of those people who felt annoyed by my presence.

Chapter 18 As usual, Ashley was preparing his breakfast in the kitchen and decided to cook a few pancakes, decorating them with strawberries and blueberries. She was in a hurry as her schedule was changed a bit after yesterday as he announced to her; that she was going to be an assassin. She was scared a lot hearing him, but his kisses over her shoulder made her forget the meaning of that word and agreed like the good slave she was.

I nod, “Since I have to be visible, I’ll assign myself to their tables and make vague comments. But we have to give them a chance to get me alone and allow them to strike.” He nods. “That’s why we need everyone to come in and plan this carefully.” As soon as he walks away, my mind keeps spinning with possible plans. There are so many things to consider. Within the hour, every Assassin within the vicinity is once again sitting at the conference table. I look around with amazement; Priest, Corbin, Dragon, Stryker, Cameron, Jaxon’s niece, Valkyrie, a Scotsman who is ironically named Scotty, Phanthom and Heathen join our group. Phantom is the strong, quiet type, while Heathen is a loud, rugged c

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.”

The child glanced at them and waved her tiny fist, and the two quickly felt a strong force as they blasted away. The two assassins quickly stood up despite the pain that they felt. When they looked at the child, they saw that her deep purple eyes became much darker and gave off menace. “Die.” The assassins paled when the voice of the child turned into something hideous like it came from the pits of hell. Their mind blanked and they unconsciously shuddered until they puked a mouthful of blood. Afterwards, their bodies crashed on the floor as their corpse rot in a fast pace.

Veronica crouched down, “your mother is dead.” “Veronica!” Bianca suddenly appeared, pulling Harry behind her. “Have you lost your mind!? How dare you speak to him like that!?” Veronica only rolled her eyes. “Come on Harry, let's go to my room and play. Ignore this crazy aunty, she's just joking around.” Bianca threw Veronica one more dirty glare before walking away with Harry. Veronica laughed and majestically walked out of the house as well. She needed to meet her hired assassin and pay him handsomely for a job well done.

Almost like he was searching deep inside my soul. He finally looked me in the eye, taking a small sip of his coffee before he spoke. "This is Kayla." Michelle's head snapped to the side when he spoke. She made a harmless perusal of me one more time before looking at her father, while Mrs. Vee looked at me, then at him. Gabriel moved to stand behind Michelle. "Sweetie, this is Kayla." He set his coffee down only to place his hands on her shoulder, and they began to lightly massage. "And Kayla here is your new babysitter."

Mayari simply replied. "You haven't restored all of the energy you've lost." Helen explained, "You must go back to bed." Mayari nodded as a respond. And with the help of the fatigued that helplessly ache in her entire body, she immediately succumb to sleep once again. Meanwhile, at an abandoned house. "How could you fail?!" the hooded man roared in anger, "What kind of an assassin are you? I'll tell you what, you're a failure!". "Can you keep it down, I'm trying to rest here." Jim whined as a respond.