Novel & Cerita Assassin Creed Evie

Ellaine looked beside her and for a moment, she was distracted. Keisha lodges herself forward and kicks her in the face. "Fuck!" she screamed loudly, dropping the gun on the driver's side. Ellaine pushed the corpse away to try and get her gun back but Keisha would not allow it. "By now you probably know I'm an assassin,don't you?" Keisha asked while she was running out of breath. She kicked Ellaine in the face again, slamming her head against the front of the car. "A terrible one," Ellaine answered before grabbing Keisha's foot.

My hand circled around the gun I used, sneakily dragging it to my side. "She's bleeding a lot, Donald. Let's get her to the hospital." Eva pleaded going to stand in front of me. Was this girl stupid? I bit back my groan, moving so I could get a better angle of him. "Or maybe I should just end my lineage here and then. You both are a disgrace." Bang! The sound of gun echoed in the air. Tears fell down my eyes as I watched Eva fall to her knees. "Evaaaaaa!!!!" I heard Jordan scream.

She didn’t have to wait long. The first rebel came into view, moving quickly with a blaster drawn. Eva’s body reacted before her mind could catch up. She leapt forward, ducking under his aim and driving her blade into his side with surgical precision. He let out a strangled gasp before collapsing to the ground, his blaster slipping from his hand.

With the nature if their role in veltrith Dominion,I'm sure they have had to go undercover to eliminate people. “Right. I'll do that.” He nods and gets into his document,while I grab mine. Here we go Evelyn "Evie" Hart Age: 23 Height: 5'3" (160 cm) Build: Petite, slightly underweight from skipped meals and chronic stress, with narrow shoulders and tiny waist. Eyes: Deep dark brown, wide and expressive—often hidden behind thick-rimmed glasses. Hair: Brunette with soft waves that brush just below her shoulders; usually worn in a messy low bun or loose ponytail.

Stunned, she was quick to get on her feet, as she made to hit me, Kaden suspended her hand mid air. “Get out,” he hissed at her. “But-but,” she stuttered then realised Kaden wasn’t listening to her. Sending an icy death stare my way, she stormed out. “What was that about, Evie.” He spat out my neck, cocking his head to the side, observing me. I gulped, wondering why I had reacted that way in the first place. That isn’t usually how I go about things, but seeing that girl touching him, something inside me snapped, I wanted to tear her apart for touching him.

Dane swore under his breath, " I don't have time for this!" "Here, let me help you," a woman's voice offered. Dane looked up to see a tall redhead wearing an employee badge over her Burgundy, draped, mock neck, midi sheath dress. The badge read, BAU Special Agent, Sarai Panjuttha. Immediately, Dane noticed her height. She was very tall for a woman, standing at least five feet ten inches. She was slender; almost too thin. Her smile was warm; genuine. She was definitely in a class above his Wednesday pick- me-ups. This woman exuded grace. She was elegant; poised; stunning.

"Your friend is dead because of you. Just like your boyfriend." My heart clenched, but I forced myself to stay focused. Find Evie. Everything else could wait. I rounded the corner of a shipping container and saw them. Evie was on her knees in the center of a cleared space, her hands bound behind her back. She looked thin, fragile, like she'd been drained of everything that made her strong. But she was alive. Sienna stood over her, holding a gun with casual confidence. Behind them, I could see a body on the floor—purple hair matted with blood.

💎 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

It was almost nighttime when we arrived, and the fireplace in the living room was enough to make me feel at home. “Mamaí,” Evan pulled away from the lady, who can not be mistaken to be Evan’s mom, Laoise. Evan inherited her bright brown eyes. And I can’t help but feel edgy about the way she was regarding me. “This is my fiancée, Cali.” I’ve never felt more nervous in my entire life about someone’s impression of me, but I took a deep breath and smiled, offering my hand for a shake. “It’s nice to meet-”

It was Connor. "Who are you?" he demanded, his eyes narrowing. She stood up, her gaze steady. "Evelyn Baker." She said out loud and proud. "What?" Connor exclaimed. He knew nothing of the organisation or it's runnings but he did know of the news that Evelyn baker, the evil assailant had finally been killed and everyone was finally at rest. And now this woman was Evelyn baker? He immediately sneakily brought out his recording pen and tapped on the cap, recording what she said. "Evelyn Baker? The assassin that's dead?"