روايات وقصص ضمن Assassin's Creed Crossover Fanfiction

A lithe figure in a white cloak dropped from the ceiling, moving fast as lightning—a Light faction assassin. “You are an abomination,” the assassin hissed, unsheathing twin blades. “The goddess will not forgive what you’ve become!” The Eclipse Wolves snarled, but Caelum raised a hand to halt them. “She sent you, didn’t she?” His lips curled into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Liora is afraid.” “Iris would weep to see what you’ve done,” the assassin spat. “Then let her weep in the afterlife.”

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.

Rhaedon shoved me behind him, his wounded hand dripping blood, but the assassin twisted free, slashing wildly. The blade caught Rhaedon in the side, a shallow gash, but the dagger's edge shimmered with unnatural green. He staggered, eyes widening as poison seeped in. "Rhaedon!" Isaak roared, pinning the assassin and snapping his neck with a brutal twist. The body slumped, but victory tasted like ash. Rhaedon collapsed to his knees, clutching his side. Blood welled, dark and viscous. The bond ignited with agony, a burning vise in my veins. I dropped beside him, hands pressing the wound, feeling the toxin spread like fire through our connection.

He wasn’t about to let her out of his sight, even if that meant delaying the reuniting of her biological mother. Kathryn stepped forward, ready to lunge herself at her mother until the Assassin pulled her back. She groaned, and he swatted her butt lightly, letting her know who was in charge. Vanessa and Christine strolled forward, looking at the Assassin for permission. He nodded, still keeping one of his fingers entangled with his mate. “Glad you are here, sissy,” Christine whispered in her ear. “Me too,” she muttered back.

she put them out under a dryer to dry them before she stuck piled them into her get up and made her way out of her door. She had just made her way down the stairs when she encountered the other assassin a tall slender man with all his head shaved clean, a black eye patch, and a long cross earring dangling from one of his ears. Their eyes met from the distance and they quickly recognized each other. The man gave her an evil smirk revealing golden teeth missed with mental ones, before shooting at her. Poison was quick to dodge the bullets while escaping down the street and the other assassin gave in pursuit. *******

His hand rubbed his face furiously, and then he asked, "You said you had a sister. What happened to her?" "I-I don’t know. I ran away when my mom started bleeding and wouldn’t move. I don’t know if she’s alive or not. Neither do I know what happened to my sister," I said with so much shame, but he remained silent. I reached out for his hand, but he took a step away from me again. We were almost three feet apart, and I have never felt so far from anything in my life. I felt inclined to continue when I said, "I had to move here to get the cops off my trail. I survived on the streets for weeks until the day some guys tried to have their way with me. One thing led to another, and before I knew i

Everything I thought I knew, everything Cross had fed me, came crashing down like a house of glass. I had killed more than strangers. I had killed mothers, fathers and probably sons and daughters as well. And I had killed Hessa’s mother. And for the first time, I couldn’t deny what I was. A girl assassin follows orders without question and if I disobey, they come after my family. I’m a hunter and wolves’ enemy.

she angrily yelled at him. Intense jealousy engulfed his chest even more. He gripped her shoulders tightly. "When Reikel is dead you will be able to love me again, Assi." Assi angrily shook her hand. "That won't happen, Karim. Because I'm not Assi. I'm not the Assi you know. I'm a different person who entered Assi's body when she died. Didn't you see or notice our differences? You also saw that I can heal with just my hands which the real Assi couldn't do it. Because I'm from another world, Karim. I know it's hard to believe what I said but it's true. So even if you kill Reikel it won't love you. I will only hate you even more."

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

I wished, with a sudden, sharp ache in my chest, that someone would actually look at me like that for real. I dropped my iPad and leaned into the chair, closing my eyes. The assassination attempt on my father earlier that evening had drained the last of my adrenaline I was tired. I was stressed. And more than anything, I was desperate to feel something other than terror. I thought back to the night before. I had been on my way to find Kenneth, fueled by my friends' advice to "attack," to take control, to make him beg. My seduction plan had been interrupted by the alert of my dad’s murder attempt.