Assassin Creed 2 Ezio Novels & Stories

Lucian casually laid on the ground his M82 sniper rifle he had reached for in his car only a minute ago. He had gotten his binoculars out after Drago and his men had sped past him in order to get a better view of their interaction but to his upmost annoyance, Drago only took action on entering the building and when he was finally with Andrew, he was still busy exchanging words with him. But words wasn’t what Lucian wants, he wanted the man to pay dearly for raising his hand on Ava and so right after Antonio had met up with him, he reached for his sniper and without a second thought, took the man down.

He looked at the estate. At the facade of it — the pale stone, the iron gates, the gardens visible through them. “I have not been here in twenty years,” he said. “Your grandfather’s time.” “I know,” Luca said. “I hope the drive was comfortable.” “I am sixty five,” Ezio said. “No drive is comfortable. But I am here.” He looked at Luca. “That should tell you something.” “It does,” Luca said. “Good.” Ezio moved toward the door. “Then let us not waste it.”

It was a symbol of our heritage, a tangible connection to our ancestors and the legacy they had passed down to us. "You look so handsome," I whispered, my voice filled with pride and love. Ezio's eyes sparkled with delight as he studied his reflection in the mirror, taking in every detail of his appearance. He seemed in awe of himself, a little gentleman in the making. The door creaked open, and Erdem entered the room, his eyes widening with astonishment as he beheld our son. He knelt down beside Ezio, his expression a mixture of joy and tenderness. "Oh my!" he exclaimed; his voice filled with genuine admiration. "You look like a little gentleman indeed!"

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

Zurich, Midnight, Entrance to Vault Zero It looked like a simple underground garage carved into the Alps, but beneath it lay one of Lucien's earliest creations: Vault Zero. A 10-floor cybernetic crypt built by ex-Mossad engineers and former MIT rejects. Accessible only with two things, Lucien’s biometric clearance and the voice command of his successor. Ezra had both. They reached the reinforced vault door, its matte-black metal unmarred by age. Petra activated the scanner. “Scan initialized. Identity required.” Ezra stepped forward, placing his palm on the pad. A cold laser traced his retina. “Ezra Lucien Vireaux. Clearance: Alpha Prime. Voice command required.”

“I lost my daughter, how the hell did I come out of this victorious? My own mate took her away from me, and no matter how much I am going to deny it, even if I want to do it in respect to Mario, I know that I fucking can’t. I lost…” “You can, and you will.” Mario said, sitting by her side. Ezra didn’t say a word. His eyes were darker than a normal man would have, and I looked at the man for a moment, watching as he took a step back, wanting to hide in the shadows again. He was an assassin, I could tell that about him. He knew how to fight when he would, and he knew how to fight when he wanted to. “Give me a minute, Kai.” I said, and following my gaze, he nodded, understanding where I was goi

“You probably want to know what happened, huh?” I nod my head. For a moment, I don’t think he’s going to respond, then he takes another breath and explains. “Well, from what we were able to gather, Kazik sent in one of his men to kill us. He shot me in the shoulder, but it was just a graze. Unfortunately, the bastard killed my assistant Sam, and my Assassin, Drex. Obviously, it was an ambush because he did some damage.” I swallow hard, trying to lubricate my throat before I croak out. “What happened to me? How long have I been here?”

He bit his bottom lip, lowering his arms to his sides and glancing towards his palms before asking, "What is it? Y-You...you don't like what you see?" Nate had not spoken yet, gulping when he saw Dante's fingers drop the knife beside him and reach for the next button on his dress shirt. When Nate realized what he was doing, he instinctively leaned downwards, his mind completely pushing away the assassin murderous rumours and all the threats Dante had mentioned, instead reaching for his hands and stopping him from continuing down the placket. "What the fuck are you doing?" Nate pushed his hands away, closing the other buttons as well and hiding the chain back into his shirt.

Too bad he didn't feel what most Chicagoans are feeling right now. Felix punched the steering wheel hard and pressed his forehead on the steering wheel in frustration. Tears rolled from his eyes as he remembered the last conversation he had with Ezra an hour ago. He didn't expect that Ezra would fall into the sea. Never once did Felix imagine that Ezra would leave his life while pursuing his target. So far, Ezra has always managed to escape death. He has become an assassin since his parents were cruelly killed. Ezra has all the knowledge about how to kill his opponent with deadly attacks so that none of his targets have ever escaped him.

Ezra confirmed. "Very good." Zinedine said and stood up swiftly and nearly closed the distance between them and used his right index finger to touch Ezra's forehead, closing his eyes. He saw the images of Viva and the unknown man with her in her room. He heard every single conversation until the unknown man was gone out of the room. He opened his eyes and removed his index from Ezra's forehead. "You did well." "Thank you, my king." "But how did you hide your scent from the man and Viva?"