Assassin Creed 2 Ezio Novels & Stories

It is more irritating because Ezio is crippled—he uses a stick to walk ever since his father broke his leg from losing a bet and losing most of his savings. “What!?” Hazel yelled out in tremor. The anger and disappointment in her voice was clear. I shove my hands in my pocket. It’s not the time to break in yet but I can’t hold in for another minute. I breath out the sulk buckled up in me and closed my eyes.

He towered over me as he stepped towards the prince, standing at about five-foot-nine. “Ah. Ezio Caprotti. What a pleasure it is to see you.” Silas smiled warmly, something I hadn't seen before, not from a vampire. Ezio smiled back, his shoulder bones visible through his white buttoned shirt, his black trousers clinging to his skin. He had a very rough demeanour about him, his sharp nose and stubble quite intimidating; or maybe it was simply the fact that he would be able to kill me with a single wave of his hand. Either way, I already hated the creature, not trusting him. Not that I could trust a vampire, that would be a grave mistake.

she jumped on tiger and made their way out. This time it was easy for them to leave because they were well aware of hidden mud ponds. As Lilianah said she was back to hut within half an hour. "Where is Zoy?" She asked Josh who was performing his duty. "He is in the room with Danzell" he reported her and both made their way into room. "Boss, I have run test and this is a very unique poison. This poison is found in millions and it is highly expensive" Zoy told her with a frown.

We exit through the rear doors of the restaurant, which lead us to an alley that is full of garbage containers and is somewhat dimly lit. -Azael. -I say letting go of his hand as soon as I go down the two steps.- Can you tell what ...? I am interrupted by the sound of the door we just left an opening through and then everything happens very quickly. Azael pulls a pistol from the waistband of his suit and fires twice. I don't even have time to see him, but when I turn around, two men in black suits lie on the ground under two spreading stains of blood. I cover my mouth with one hand before being propelled again by Azael out of the alley. She walks very fast, so I am forced to have to run sinc

Luis was relaxing in his pool at the back of his mansion, with Marco his right hand man when one of his men walked up to them. “Boss.” He said with a slight bow. “Lucas.” “One of our stash houses was hit this morning.” There was silence for a while, which made Lucas fidget. Luis watched as Marco emerged from the pool, his arms, chest and back full of numerous black tattoos on pale skin. At over 6”4 he was an intimidating figure made of raw muscles. “And?” He asked impatiently. “They made away with two kilograms of our product.” Marco was now standing few inches away from Lucas.

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

"I'll let you know if I notice anything strange, I have to go now" Tristan left leaving him and Alison alone. He stared at her body. It was pale understandable due to the amount of blood she lost. He could see her long lashes as her eyelids were shut. He wanted to stare at hemerald-greeneen eyes. He never really told her how enchanting it looked or how he liked it when she stared at him especially the look in her eyes when she challenged him.

Enzo's POV. "I hope you are coming in with something tangible," I said, lifting my head slowly as my second in command walked in. Gardini Deluca. He was my second in command but could also pass as my best friend. Yes. He was the closest person I have ever had for years. Sticking with me even when I had nothing. "There wasn't much I could gather; that was a nasty attack," Gardini responded, closing the door behind him.

I just let this boy kiss me! Screw you Leonardo. **

He’s an exemplary Assassin. “You’re here to see Taryn?” I ask Cleo. Cleo seizes her struggles and faces me. Her lips tighten in reprimand, but before she does, I speak. “I’m here with Taryn. When the men came into the building, I snuck through her window and came down the fire escape to disable them.” I knock on the door and call out to Taryn. “Taryn, it’s Ewan. Open the door; we’re clear.”