روايات وقصص ضمن World Finest Assassin Gets Reincarnated

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.

"You're okay, I guess." The rest of the ride was quiet. When the car stopped, I stormed out. After I slammed the door, I heard him call my name. I turned, confused, and saw Daniel's face half-hidden in the shadows. He spoke softly. "The truth is, it wasn't Jeffrey who comforted you back then. It was me. Jeffrey poisoned Bobby and killed him." I felt like I had been hit by lightning and just stared at him. "Why should I believe you?" "The white frangipani flower, remember?"

“Of course. I think you’ll get more interesting conversation out of Bella but I’m here if you need.” “What do you think of this war?” He raised an eyebrow and set his hump of dark brown wood to the side, folding his pen-knife away. “I’ve been out of the world, tucked away down here for over twenty years but nothing changes.” “What do you mean?” “People and power. Always dangerous.” I knew his history. He was once an assassin. Those huge, sculpted shoulders draped in a white shirt, three silvery scars on his neck. He killed to order. The quiet, grey-eyed Bella was a murderer turned miracle healer. “Is that why you came to live down here?”

His body jerked, his mouth opening in a silent gasp of pain before he crumpled like a stone. “No!” I shrieked, my rage tearing me apart. I lunged at the assassin with everything I had, claws sinking deep into his flesh, tearing him apart until his scream faded into silence. I made sure I scattered his body, bones away from flesh, so that he won’t be able to exist in the next life nor reincarnate.

We don’t have many elderly in the world outside of the Pack; most people are lucky to make it to adulthood, never mind get grey hairs. “You mean me?” I ask him, I can’t keep the joking tone at bay; I’m not where I’m supposed to be. I’m an assassin; I go where I’m needed and move on when I’m done. Gideon asked for my help and because of the kids, I’m happy to give it but once the kids are safe and the Pack is still standing, I plan on moving on.

She places the call on speakerphone and we all wait when the click signals whoever it is has answered. “Hello Teagan, how can I help you?” My eyes go wide and I feel excited. I look at momma and she winks at me with a shit-eating grin on her face. “Hello Alessa. I need you help.” She says and I become giddy. The Mother’s Revenge are assassins and helped us get Rebel back. The Mother’s Revenge are fucking legends in both my world and the world of the MC.

Joe revved the truck and careened through the driveway. I grabbed onto the dashboard. “What’s happening?” Joe let out a sigh. “She was part of my previous life…before I came back.” He paused. “I’m not sure how to say this, so I’m just going to say it. We are highly trained and skilled assassins for a government-backed organization.” He stopped and glanced at me. “Oh shit,” Alec said in the backseat, he held on for dear life as Joe maneuvered through the streets.

She has done many things, but none like this. The Dunham siblings were swallowing their own saliva in fear. Especially Sophia. Her eyes were widening uncontrollably and her whole body was shaking. She realized that Gianna was Selena Ashford who had resurrected from death to take revenge on them. She felt stupid and absolutely regretted it. If she knew this, she wouldn’t have hired those assassins in the first place. “Please don’t do this, I am begging you.” Jarvis kept on begging on the ground, much to Sophia’s embarrassment.

"You've got to be kidding me. Do you know how long we have been working on this? But it took you less than two days to crack it. What kind of a brain do you have?" "I don't know," I chuckled lightly. "There is only one person who would have been able to pull this up, and that person is Princess Ashina. Unfortunately, the lovely princess is dead but I guess we have her reincarnated here." Damon tapped me lightly on the shoulder. Well, her reincarnation is indeed here, literally. "I hope I will not get into trouble because of this?" I asked him. "What do you mean? Why should you be in trouble for being a brain box?"

Ayesha stood frozen, the metallic hum of security doors locking into place echoing around them. Her father’s voice—**the voice she had mourned, the voice she had longed to hear one last time—**now filled the chamber like a ghost haunting its final battlefield. "Welcome, Ayesha." She clenched her fists, her breath unsteady. Dr. Azim Shah. Alive. And running Project Revenant. Adrian took a step forward, gun raised. “Tell me we’re not hearing what I think we are.” Zayn exhaled, his expression unreadable. “I told you. He’s the architect of everything.”