Nightwing Killer Novels & Stories

Talon took control of the situation. “I-I saw Chian Li,” Nyssa whispered. “H-He w-was under t-that ch-chandelier-r-r,” she stuttered in fright. “A-and the grandfather clock behind us was chiming as the needles showed midnight.” “That’s two hours from now. I am sure he’s coming to avenge for Laira’s death,” Valen said. “Who is Chian Li ?” I asked. “The creepiest assassin of all times and he is known as the ‘Silent Killer’. He never leaves a trace of who did the crime and the event passes off as a natural event unless he tells about the crime himself,” Corwin said.

He’d follow their Alpha and he was taken aback seeing who the Luna Puer wolves are, he didn’t expect to see Nicole but there she was anyway. He didn’t step in to help November because he knows she can handle them all together, even with Nicole around too. Unfortunately, Nicole decided to play dirty. Victor knew the weapon, it’s a weapon made for shifters by humans, a weapon that would take a shifter’s life in a matter of seconds. He was about to jump to help November when shouts of authorities resonated. Many men in somewhat the same as SWAT gears appeared but they all smelled of Tacita Mortes wolves. The mean formed a barricade, trapping the Luna Puer wolves in the alleys with no exit point

Once dressed I stood and waited for the teleport from Angel, a witch who was kind of like our dispatch person. Alpha Gunner led the Blood Claw pack and they often cut off the bloody stumps of their enemies and kept them as trophies. Seriously nasty business. The Shadows had been after him for quite some time but he covered his tracks well, often burning villages or finding other ways to make it seem like it wasn’t him.

“They must’ve followed my trail. Or maybe they were watching all of us.” One of the cloaked figures raised his staff, aiming it straight at me. “Ghost Wolf Rachael Snyder. By decree of the Elders’ Council, you are to be contained, your power relinquished.” “Over my dead body,” Kelvin snarled. “That can be arranged,” the second assassin said coldly, then launched a blast of silver light from his staff. Kelvin shoved me out of the way just in time. The blast hit the ground where I’d stood, burning a crater into the earth. Mike lunged forward, engaging the first assassin in a brutal clash.

God, I just killed someone. But there was no time to stop. The second hunter aimed. His rifle began to hum louder. Move! Before I could act, a black blur shot past me. In his wolf form, huge, powerful and frightening, Kieran had hurled himself upon the hunter, like a wrecking ball, crashing the man into a rock with a sickening crunch. Only one left. He was smarter, stepping back, lifting a spear tipped with a glowing core. It pulsed, targeting me.

The air was thick with the scent of stale smoke and damp earth, a place buried deep beneath the city where no one could find them. Knight stood across from him, his eyes sharp and unblinking, like a predator that thrived in the night. They called him the nocturnal, the eye and wings of the covenant. He saw clear in the dark, adapted to it like it was his own skin, and he specialized in sniping at night — silent kills from rooftops, bullets that whispered death before anyone heard the echo.

He already knew that he would not survive this ordeal. He knew this group of people too. The 12 Killers were the most powerful assassins in the North! They were all disciple killers in the fifth zone, and the leader was the former king of disciples! “I’m sorry, Villa Master Hopper, you know too much. Villa Master Turner wants us to bring your head back.” The guy with the dagger wore a black mask and said emotionlessly. Cyril gave up resistance and closed his eyes. Just as the other party made his strike!

The kid is a tech wizard and one of the reasons why Killer Angels remains one of the best assassins group in the dark web. Justin holds the door for me and I step insíde the meeting room. Everyone is already waiting,taking their positions. Nyx is leaning against the wall, her dark hair pulled back, her dagger glinting at her hip like an extension of her body. Sulphur is seated next to Nyx, her blonde buzzcut catching the dim light, her hands restless, ready to break something—or someone. That's who she is, always eager for a fight. Justin slouches in a chair, his laptop now open and fingers twitching like they’re itching to tear through some codes.

We collided with the weight of war. He was fast. Faster than any of the others. His wolf was different—older, darker, bred for war. A true Nightclaw. Power radiated from him in raw, violent waves. Each punch was brutal, each strike aimed with intent—my head, my throat, my heart. He didn’t want to win. He wanted to kill. I dodged. Deflected. Redirected every blow without retaliating in kind. “I don’t want to hurt you,” I growled, twisting beneath a hook and slamming my knee into his gut.

The fighter clutched his neck, which was suddenly bleeding, and he collapsed on the floor. Bianca’s face turned as white as a sheet. “That’s impossible! How can you still kill?” Her eyes widened in shock. Logically, a fighter poisoned with the Decina Neutralizing Fragrance would not even have the strength to move, let alone kill. Besides, the Winter family’s fighter that she had sent to attack Dustin was not weak. He was a seventh grade fighter. Yet, Dustin had killed him with just one move. It looked like it had not even taken much effort.