Aiden Pearce Watch Dogs 2 Novels & Stories

Aiden put on his dark shades of glass and walk out of the apartment locking the door as instructed. Upstairs, Adele sighed rubbing her hair as she waited to hear Aiden leave. Through their room window, she saw a black Bugatti that drove and stopped for Aiden to sit in and it drove off. “Please just stay away from me, I have a lot to fight for and I don’t want to risk that,” she said rubbing her hair backward before laying in the bed tiredly. “Once Grace is back she will ask her to change their door lock,” she thought to herself as she folded herself and fell into slumber.

His voice was hoarse, empty. Silence stretched until realization struck Aiden. His eyes snapped toward James, sharp and accusing. “How did Amelia reach the Bloodwatch?” His voice was deadly quiet. “No one knows where they are. No one, except me and my father.” He paused, fury building in his chest. “You helped her.” James’s jaw tensed. His silence was answer enough. Finally, he said, steady and unflinching, “I did.” Aiden’s fist flew before James could brace himself. The punch landed hard, cracking across his cheek. James staggered, blood spilling from his lip as he growled.

With a mix of stealth and caution, he crept closer, careful to remain concealed behind the protective cover of a nearby wall. Peering through a crack between the bricks, Aiden's gaze fixated on the scene unfolding within the house. His eyes widened, disbelief washing over him like a tidal wave, as he recognized two familiar faces. Giovanni, a figure from Adam's past, stood in the room, his imposing presence matched only by his air of authority. And beside him, Adam, with his enigmatic aura, held a beautiful woman in his arms.

“We have tonight. I may even start without you. Gods knows, my body and wolf are traitorous today.” Adrian started laughing. “Is that right?” “Uh-huh. Mali is in my ear, telling me to hurry up.” “Thank you, Mali. I couldn’t agree more,” Adrian said. I shook my head. I pulled out a sensor and installed it by the door. It’s a pretty basic one. It will alert my phone and wristwatch if someone enters. After it’s programmed, we start going through the passageway. The entire time, Adrian can’t seem to keep his hands to himself. He is doing this on purpose.

He noted the lights under the doors of his twin sister and his younger brother, his lips twisting cynically. He had an urgent task to carry out now; he wanted Hila to meet his father. The approval of his Pappa was all that he craved and Hila had done something which had earned her the grudging admiration of the Don. Piers had seen it in his cold grey eyes earlier this evening. He puffed at his smoke, his mind working as he left the mansion, accompanied by his two bodyguards. Absently, he patted his trouser pocket. Yes, he had packed his weapon, a Glock as he was wont to do now but he had a feeling as they sped through the silent roads, that he would not be needing it right now. *

A young man stood face to face with a giant ape with red eyes that was a Peak Level 3 Demonic Beast, Red-Eyed Giant Ape. The young man's appearance looked ordinary with his brown hair tied up and a saber in his hand. Although the young man was dressed a little shabbily, his strength could not be underestimated, he was a Cultivator Spirit Initiate, Xiao Long would be happy if he knew the person he had been looking for for hours was not far from him. “Hehe... I am one of the strongest in the Wandering Sect, a big monkey like you can't possibly defeat me.” The young man said confidently while raising his saber.

I glanced at the wristwatch, then toward the door. Adrian. A voice in my head whispered. It’s a real one. My eyes dropped back to the watch. This one wristwatch could fix my problem. I could sell it. I could pay Dagger. I could get more supplies. I could get away from all of this. I swallowed. No. I couldn’t do this to Adrian. I stared at the watch for another moment. Or maybe… Maybe I could.

Greta has already started her attack even though subtly, but I could see it nonetheless. I leaned forward and rested my arm on the frame and my chin in turn rested on my arm. The window overlooked the pack house and from up here, I could see whoever was coming in through the gate, usually guests but it wasn’t as easy to spot people coming from a more closer entrance since they could appear from anywhere. I had no idea how long I stayed in that position but I soon spotted a car entering the compound. It was Aiden’s . He was back. I watched him as he parked his car and stepped out. He looked around, probably sniffing for my scent.

“It’s okay. We’re safe. You’re with us.” Aria’s eyes sparkled as she quietly observed the operation. “Mommy… it’s like a puzzle,” she said softly. I smiled. “Exactly, baby. And together, we solve it.” The warehouse sweep revealed several hidden drives and encrypted communications. Adrian worked quickly to neutralize each node, ensuring Mercer’s contingencies couldn’t reactivate. “One down,” he said with a satisfied nod. “And all safe.” Over the next two days, we repeated the process—tracking backups to secure servers, intercepting encoded financial transactions, and neutralizing Mercer’s remaining operatives who had refused to surrender. Each success brought a subtle, cumulative relief.

Small, confused cries that broke something in my chest. Aiden spent most of the first day on the phone. Marcus, the police, the security company installing new cameras at the house. Eleanor, who had checked into a hotel across town and was apparently losing her mind with guilt. Adrian, who had heard through some channel and was threatening to fly down with his own security team. I sat on the couch with Hope in my lap and watched the city through the window. Miami spread out below us, glittering and indifferent. Somewhere down there, someone was watching. Someone was waiting. Someone was probably enjoying this.