Assassin's Creed Connor Hidden Blade Novels & Stories

Logan Patton Logan skirted along the ground and carefully shuffled behind Jamie, careful not to make any sound. His gun was pointed to the ground as his eyes bounced around, alert to any and all movement that could possibly give him away. He watched as Carper and Terra moved behind another vehicle, Jamie watching them closely as her gun remained pointed firmly to the ground. He swallowed the urge to just shoot her now. To take her out of the problem from his hidden vantage point. It would have been so easy.

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.

The assassin groaned from the blow delivered to him, while guards rushed to lift him off the ground. "Take him to the torture room." Connor instructed them, while Luke jogged up to us, confusion on his face mirroring mine as he watched the guards carry the assassin away. "How..." He trailed, looking at the bat in Connor's hands. Connor grinned, swinging the bat in his hands, "I play Cricket for fun." My gaze roamed back to the dagger in the ground and I picked it up, studying the ancient writings on the handle. "We need to know who sent him." Luke mused, studying the dagger in my hand.

She had cut his sleeve and smirked. Connor frowned and attacked her but she's swift while giggling. And a few more assassins came and she waited on the corner playing with her knife. This time they are holding guns and they are aiming them at Johanna. He quickly covered himself and approached Johanna who had killed ten people. He noticed that she even used her high heels to kill them and stabbed them with them. "Jo," Connor called but she didn't seem to hear anything. The emergency typhoon guards quickly covered every window and the lights turned off.

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.

Among the assassins, the Blades managed to capture a member of the Pentalium. Then, the Inquisition signals his right-hand man Morgan, who has the armor of the Blades but a unique design to his mask. The mask shows a large grin, which is where the wearer's mouth should be. Morgan and the Blades dragged the bodies of the assassins they intercepted on the road, which they presented to the public.

Others were only left with the dashing sight of his back, which was quite daunting! Bam! Connor waved the cane in his hand and directly smashed all the cups on the coffee table, as well as the vases and other things. “That damned Philip Clarke! He’s going overboard with bullying the branch family!” Connor roared furiously. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he said to Allen, “Get in touch with our secret contact in Uppercreek. Quickly notify the branch family and prepare to seize power!”

Hayden said with a devilish smirk, "Do you wish to marry her and have little black haired babies? Or should I say the red head I hear you've been running around with?" Nicolas came very close to yelling at his annoying cousin when a voice interrupted their exchange. They looked at the foot soldier that had come talked to them. "Your highnesses," He said, "Sorry for the interruption but I found something I think would be of interest to you." He produced a short throwing dagger with very sharp looking edges and a plain black hilt. It felt balanced and light weighted for easy throwing. "An assassin's blade." He said with finality, "Send a bird to Lord Aegar and make it short."

He didn't want to believe that Luc was not involved in Carolina's absence because his mind kept pricking him that he had a hand in whatever might have happened to Carolina. He gritted his teeth, he was so going to deal with Luc by the time he denies not seeing Carolina nor having a hand in her disappearance. Connor stood up from his seat and charged toward his study room. He walked straight to his closet and bent down to open a drawer. He took out the gun that was neatly placed in it. Luc is surely going to get a taste of his wrath since he has resolved to take away his mate, he was going to show him. Connor bolted for the door and ran straight to Luc's gate. Jack had seen him run out and ch

Actually held strong against the assault. "Nice work," Ronan shouted across the chamber. Already moving fast. Dodging brutal attacks that hadn't even happened yet. His shadow connection lets him see several seconds ahead into possible futures. I struck fast with the trinity blade while the beast was focused on the barriers. Aimed carefully for the nearest head. The ancient weapon glowed brilliant with our combined power channeling through it. My blade cut deep into shadow flesh. Black blood sprayed out hot and thick. Smelled like rot and death and despair.