Assassin Creed 2 Ezio Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I have never failed you before and you can trust me with this mission too. I have no issue killing a little girl.” Alpha looked over his shoulder at Beta. Both of them bore a similar look of satisfaction. I knew right then that I had it in the bag. “Very well then, Eros Son of Ezio,” said Alpha as he returned to his seat at the very end of the High Table, his Luna Aikaterini sat on his right while Beta Ashcroft sat on the far end. “Then the job is yours.” °°°°°°°°°

But I merely shook my head to get rid of the jealousy I was feeling and urged myself to concentrate on the goal at hand, which was to murder Dhruv Ugo Mace once and for all. When I saw that he had finished talking to whoever he was on the phone with, he sat back in his chair and went to sleep. That's why, when he was still asleep, I positioned the Accuracy International AWM sniper gun I'd purchased and pointed it squarely at his head. My heart begins to beat and my thoughts race as I gaze at his sleeping face. "Fuck it, I'm not going to be able to kill him!" I surrendered to myself and placed the rifle on the ground.

he asked quizzically. “Ah yes,” I replied sheepishly, touching the tender bit and wishing for a mirror, “headbutted a log after a nightmare.” “It’s not so bad, should be gone in a few hours,” and without thinking he placed a hand under my chin and tipped my head up to look at it. Looking directly at each other for a few seconds only made that feeling grow. The full scale fire blazing in my core within seconds was desperately seeking him, until he quickly dropped his hand like it was on fire and headed off down the road. Following him down the track my confusion grew by the second, I think I am getting a crush on the assassin.

My heart was thudding the entire time, and I was unsure if it was because of Ezra or how close I was; we were of taking a public stand against Black River. After a quiet breakfast, Tia almost knocked me over in the hallway, handing me a note. I was expecting it to be from Sam, but it was in Ezra’s neat handwriting. How did he know about Tia? Did I tell him? But I kept forgetting that he was a hired assassin; his job was to know things. Our Place That was all it said, and I nodded at Tia gratefully. She was bouncing up and down, and her eyes sparkled. She nodded back vigorously and almost skipped away.

He was a good warrior, but a shit dad. The sounds of clapping around me bring me back to the main hall, looking up I see Alpha Zac motioning for me as he holds a silver dagger. Shit, my turn already. I smile and make my way to the podium he is standing at. “Isa will be joining the ranks as a warrior. We are excited to add her to the patrols and at training, teaching her our styles and learning moves she can offer.” “I, Alpha Zac of the Clear Creek pack, hear by joining you, Isla Miller, by blood oath”. He slices his palm, blood drips down into a goblet. He hands me the knife,

💎 Safiya Pov 💎 I arrived at Egypt in the afternoon, I couldn't go straight to Herakleopolis city and risk my identity so I disguised and ask a driver to take me to one of the Royal house outskirt town, then waited for nightfall. As i waited, I decided to soak in a bath and get enough rest my twenty four years old self could get because no one knows what father has in store for me next. I took off my clothes then packed my long dark hair in a tight bun before heading to the bathroom. Yeah as an assassin, I learnt how to do stuff myself, so running a bath myself isn't a big deal. After filling the tub with hot water, I added my favourite vanilla scent to it and sunk into the tub. I sighed as

Gideon presses his lips together like he’s trying to stop himself from laughing; his shoulders shake and he looks away from me as he tries to control himself. “You couldn’t kill me if you had an entire lifetime to do it.” Gideon boasts as he leans back in his seat and drops the paper onto his desk, now that it's flat on the desk, I can see the paper is blank, which means he’s just guessed most of what he said or he memorised it. I try to come up with something to say but I’m stuck dumb as I cast my eyes over Gideon. The way he’s leaning back in the chair lets me see every muscle, every scar and every beautiful sun-kissed inch of skin. It isn’t until Gideon flexes his pecs that I realise I’m

Even if Bennett was on our side, it looked like Enzo might kill him before he could answer my questions. “Enzo,” I tried weakly, stepping towards them. He ignored me. “Enzo?” “Don’t.” His face was unrecognisable. No – it was. It was the same face he’d worn when he’d killed Samael. I gulped. “Enzo, don’t do this. He’s here to help.” “Yeah, I agree with her.” I shot Bennett a look that I hoped said, hey, you really aren’t helping. Enzo dropped Bennett. He caught himself, light on his red-soled feet, and dusted himself off. “I really am here to help,” he insisted.

“I guess that’s part of the Confradia package.” I nod my head. “Yeah, it’s not too late for you, man. Get out while you still can.” Corbin rolls his eyes in reply. Corbin is Priest’s brother. To Priest’s consternation, Corbin joined the Confradia two years ago at the age of nineteen. Even though, like me, he’s joined the others in missions, he’s not an Assassin. Corbin works on weapons research. He’s a freaking genius in modifying and creating weapons that have revolutionized the Confradia’s killing strategies. Since he joined the Confradia, our fighting tactics have evolved to a whole new level of calm.

I continue thrashing around, doing my best to fight them, but all I feel is my arms getting more and more tired. "Keep walking," one of them says without looking at me, his voice cold and flat as if I were boring him... And that's when I see him again... Ezio Benedetti. He's standing near the bar now, turning slightly as if waiting to greet me. The orange light hits his face, showing how devilishly handsome he is, his dark hair, his sharp jaw... everything about him screams danger. He looks so calm, so collected, like none of this touches him... like he didn't just kill a man in cold blood.