Assassin Creed Hero Novels & Stories

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

Furthermore, he was not planning on going any time soon, until he got enough evidence that he was drugged. Hero made his way to his car, asking the driver to take him to his mansion at the bright avenue. Even though Hero lived with his family, he had other houses in different areas. As they drove to his Mansion, Hero phone started to ring and he looked at the caller's name. "What do you want?" He said immediately he pressed the answer button at the same time, his expression darken. "You sound upset... However, I don't think your anger should be directed at me. I wasn't the one who laced your drink,"the caller said from the other side of the phone and from the sound of his voice he seemed am

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

I said, pointing at Xeon, “lead a team through the forest.” “Fine. But you’re officially a crazy, scent-obsessed workaholic,” he muttered, even as he carried out my orders. Good soldier. Better friend. The security he designed was top-tier—but I was an assassin. I knew better than anyone that every system had a weak spot. And our intruder had found it. A rose-and-vanilla-scented ghost, slipping through our blind spots. Right. Introductions. I’m Kyler Arrow. Future Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Nineteen. Assassin. Top of my class. Genius prodigy who finished Applied Sciences at uni by fifteen.

He landed lightly on the ground just a few feet away from Aria. Tall. Dressed in dark armor. His face hidden beneath a hood. But his presence was cold and deadly. The warriors moved to surround him. The assassin didn't seem concerned. His gaze locked directly onto Aria. "So..." he said calmly. "There you are." Aria rose slowly, her silver eyes glowing faintly. "Who are you?" The assassin tilted his head slightly. "Just someone sent to test a legend." Without warning, he attacked. His speed shocked

He was growling and grunting as he glared at me with hateful eyes. I finally realized who the man in front of me was. I completely understand where the hate is coming from. For the first time, I faced the man who placed a billion-dollar bounty on my head—the man who is hunting me and wants me dead. He is none other than the leader of the Routiers and the head of the League of the Assassins. I raised my chin and gave him a dead-on gaze. Even though I was a little intimidated, I attempted to appear fierce and grinned at him.

They were hurt pretty badly because of Eros' torture but are now recovering. "Their names are Raven and Howel. Make sure to interrogate them separately and don't let them alone in one room," he explained to his right-hand man. If they are left alone, they might make up a story to fool them. Raven, the assassin who revealed his name and bowed down to Eros' wishes when they were in the arena because his brother, Howel, was stabbed and bleeding to death. He cared too much for his brother, making it his weakness.

None of the assassins had imagined that Adrian would still be standing after being attacked by that volley of bullets, let alone him getting close to them. Everyone immediately threw aside their guns and pulled out daggers from their waists before surrounding Adrian. However, they had no idea that the hero of Navia excelled at close-range combat. The assassins reflected the sun’s rays using their blades, hoping to blind Adrian but there was no way he was going to allow them to get the jump on him. After all, his title as Navia’s hero was not just for show. Following the agonized screams, the assassins dropped one by one. No matter where Adrian passed, his dagger seemed to have grown eyes of

“Kael, get her out—now.” “I’m not leaving until the path is clear,” Kael hissed. Alessia peeked over Kael’s shoulder as the assassin stepped fully into the light. The assassin was tall, masked, and cloaked in black threads that seemed to move on their own. A sigil glowed across his chest—one she didn’t recognize, swirling with crescent shapes and warped roots. He turned and looked straight at her. Alessia’s heart slammed against her ribs. “Kael, he sees me.”

I loved the thrills that these kinds of things had on me. A car engine was coming in. It was time to leave. I got in the car and ran it into a lake and made my way home laughing at the image of him being shell shocked at my vandalism. I would pay to see that. I got to the porch and hopped on my motorbike to do a quick hit on Alessandro Mikane. A clever man but has no morals in any sort. This job pays me 300k. I would be a fool not to do it. I stood at the roof of the building and pulled the trigger on the gun. I saw a body drop down and screams everywhere.