Assassin Creed Hero Novels & Stories

Leo’s armor sparked and shrieked, his health bar plummeting to the low single digits, flashing a frantic, warning red. "Take the shot, Wraith!" Leo bellowed, his voice distorted by the heavy audio filters of his helmet. "My servos are melting! I can't hold this aggro for another second!" Ren adjusted the long-range scope of his heavy M-99 Archangel sniper rifle. He wasn't just playing a game; he was performing an art form. Every micro-adjustment, every hyper-calculated estimation of virtual wind resistance, projectile velocity, and drop-off rate was hardwired into his muscle memory. He was the undisputed king of the Aegis leaderboards for a reason. He saw the geometry of the code beneath the

After sending the text message to Aunt Gracie, I thanked the policemen who helped me and quickly switched to a different hotel after that. It was only then that my tension finally eased up. I felt my pounding heart slowly calm down after stepping into my new hotel room. A short while later, however, I received a notification on my phone. Randell and Evelyn had made it official and gone public about it. They posted a photo of their hands tightly holding each other under the street lamp, and the accompanying caption said, "You're my hero." I was just about to block Evelyn on all my social media too when she suddenly privately messaged me and said, "Cassidy, you've probably already seen my post

“Mercenaries, for lack of a better term. We’re highly trained, and it’s all we knew. The fighting, the killing, but at least now we get to choose who we do it for. We’ve been using our services to help right some of the imbalance that we created.” He seemed to finally be saying the things that were bubbling up inside him. The things that I kept cutting him off from saying. That, or he was trying to throw me off, use a trick to try to gain my trust and confidence. It wouldn’t work. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to be a bit more specific.” “Have you heard of The Silent Assassin? He went by many names.” His head shifted so that he looked over his shoulder.

His eyes narrowed, the faint glow of the screen painting shadows across his cheekbones. “Give me her number.” I rattled it off so quickly I almost stumbled over the digits. He entered them without hesitation, some encrypted program opening. His jaw flexed once before he exhaled. “She has a locator turned on,” he said. Hope flared in my chest, too bright, too fragile. “Can you get to it?” He glanced at me, something close to offense flickering in his expression. “Of course.” The map blinked, loading, then a dot appeared. Not moving. Stationary.

I mounted my horse and left without a word. This was how my life has been going on for the past four years. I accepted Miss Hera's offer to be one of them. And even I didn't fully understand what was the meaning of being an assassin before, my decision was final because right that moment, I knew what I wanted. I wanted to be a strong and fierce woman. A fighter who can defend herself, not a weak and useless girl that I was in the past.

"My daughter's biological father was a war hero!" "A war hero?" Miriam blocked our path. "You say he's a hero—who's going to believe that?" She stepped closer, almost right in our faces. "I'd advise you to drop this. Save your energy and start reconsidering your options. Some schools just aren't meant for certain people." Mom's hands were shaking with rage. "What business is it of yours? What we do is our own business!" Miriam let out a scoff and brushed past us. But as her bodyguards followed, one of them deliberately shoved Mom—hard. She tumbled down the wet steps, landing in a heap on the soaked pavement.

Nero, Sarah, and Jonah hold Heros with Alfhild, while Jo guards the exit. Without saying anything, Gemma threw her best shot at Heros’ face. Gemma had been wanting to do this for a long time. Gemma didn’t expect that Heros could dodge her attacks so fast. Heros ducked and tripped over Gemma’s leg, making Gemma nearly fall to her knees. But Gemma didn’t lose that easily. There was a gunshot. Sarah’s Alfhild almost hit Heros’ arm, but Heros could dodge again. All this time Gemma had always judged Heros as someone who couldn’t fight, but it turned out that she was wrong.

Maybe her will-power and strength were not par from honey bone, the former top one Assassin in the world. “Lesly hunter , how’s was the situation there?” asked the man to her over the phone. Yes, the beautiful woman was no another than, Lesly hunter the top one high class assassin in the world. “Yes, Mr. Young master of Luckser. he was guarded by the woman, but don’t worry I’ll find enough time to assassinate him. It was just a piece of cake.” Said Lesly hunter to him.

"Is that why you had to break in like that, ain't you supposed to alert the warriors before me and who is this person, King Herman barked. "My king the warriors are doing all they could but the assassin's a pro... "Assassin? how can one man defeat three thousand warriors? is that even possible, King Herman furrowed his brows letting his words sink. "My king a lady is killing the warriors, she's a witch, Draco who had left to check earlier reveals.

The Quicksilver assassin stood slowly but continued to stare down at Casper’s bloody lump of a body. The commotion was noticed by Azreal and as the Alpha began making his way toward Jay, he caught sight of the carnage beneath his assassin and began to pick up speed. As Jay and Azreal reached Mj the assassin calmly stepped away from her victim and looked at her brother, “you are wrong about me Jay,” she stated in an eerily calm voice and slowly strolled toward the car.