Haunted — James King

When Quillan, a talented clan warrior, discovers the real truth about clan - that clan is a disguise for the Assassins guild and that he was manipulated all the years into killing people by contracts and not by ethical law - his whole world collapses. He never saw himself as assassin, so he tries to escape from the guild, but the past cannot be forgotten... In this new thrilling, action and adventure book James King introduces us to an exceptional individual who spent most of his time as an assassin, killing many kings and dukes for money, his philosophical revelation drives him off that road and he wants to escape, but the Guild never forgets... Excerpts from the book... "He kept looking at me before looking at another man. He finally looked back at me, "Strangers are not welcome in Sumurst right now, not even Travelers." I blinked as I realized they thought I was a Traveler, "As I said, I came to take ship to Amgree." He leaned forward, "Go elsewhere to take ship." I looked at the six men and then looked back at the man in front of me, "I do not think so." His face went dark as he reached for his sword. I dropped to the ground, two daggers dropping into my hands, "You wish to face a Quirrin master?" The men had all started dismounting and froze at my words. The young well dressed man swallowed and carefully put his sword away. "I... find your ship and leave..." "My hands flicked out and I was pulling two more spikes as the leader and another man fell. I twisted and threw a spike into a man running towards me from behind before throwing the other spike into a man's throat that was reaching for the rains on my horse. I slipped off my horse, dropping the rains and pulling my swords. I moved into the men, blocking a chipped and rusty dagger and gutting him with the other sword. They realized they had made a fatal mistake in stopping me and turned to run. I stabbed one in the spine and another through the back of the neck. I let the rest go and watched as they ran. I turned to clean and retrieve my weapons before swinging back into the saddle..."