Assassin's Creed Everything Is Permitted Novels & Stories

Tears gathered in the corners of his eyes. Bang! Bang! Bang! "You son of a bitch!" he screamed at Teh Sheng. He didn't hesitate. He emptied a gun into Teh Sheng's head. Holding back his tears, he turned to Soleil. "Clean up the mess. Cut him up and distribute his organs to the seven branches of the Assassin's Org. Let everyone know: anyone who wants to fight the first and second pillars of the Assassin's Creed under my control will meet the same fate!" After saying that, he walked away.

“Then, it must really be good because I care about you a lot.” Argent releases a relaxed chuckle and leans back on the chair’s backrest as he runs his gaze down my naked chest. “If we’re going to be together, you have to know, Pen. I’m not just a grunt who works for a government agency. I’m one of the top directors of an organization of Assassins. Some powerful people wish me ill, and you might be in danger of simply being with me. I’ll protect you, but I need you to know this because I don’t want you coming in blind. Right now, I’m on the hunt for a former friend who has betrayed me. I was searching for him the night that we met─ the night of the auction. I’ve known Sebastian for years, and

the assassin's voice threatened Reikel and Morry loudly. "And why would I do that? Do what you want. But I assure you that you can't leave alive in this place," Reikel replied. And instead of following what the assassin said, Prince Reikel pointed his sword at him. Yassi couldn’t help but widen her eyes because of what he did. Only now did she realize that her life was worthless for him. It doesn’t matter if her life is in danger or if she dies at the hands of that assassin.

And This is Her favorite Genre. They were screaming in pain , people who were present in cell were enjoying the show. Beside no one dares to go against Lilianah. Whole dungeon was filled with their screams. Some female assassin's were whispering with each other. They were saying That Lilianah has no mercy and they should never go against her. Assassin 1- "Its been long when I've seen boss this enraged" Assassin 2- "Yes, you are right. It seems they had offended boss extremely"

The message chilled them both: a clear photo of Pera outside the building tonight, with the text **“Give us the virgin or she dies screaming like the others. Power flickered , Emergency red lights bathed the room. Muffled gunfire erupted from the floor below. Marcus pulled out, cum gushing from her well-fucked pussy. He pressed the gun into her trembling hands. “Point and shoot. Don’t hesitate He tossed her his shirt it barely covered her ass, his seed still running down her legs. Chaos erupted. The balcony door shattered as a black-clad assassin swung in. Marcus fired, dropping him. But more came. Glass exploded everywhere. Pera screamed as rough hands grabbed her from behind, a cold knife

It is not the happy ever after as portrayed in the movies but a facade. Love is a weapon of weakness that is only of benefit to those who seek to exploit it. “Miss Waters.” Carlos called. No response. “Miss Waters.” No response. “Miss Ivy Waters!” He called with a loud voice, pulling her out of her thoughts. Ivy jerked at the sound of his voice. She didn't realize she had been so lost in her own little world. Whatever the case, she didn't feel guilty or embarrassed for it. Still, she had to play the part.

“I had my doubts, but I trusted you enough to come here.” Permiton’s expression softens, a subtle nod passing between us. “Thank you, Maerilee,” he says, his voice barely above a whisper. He gestures to the edge of the clearing where a handful of Oceanan soldiers lay dead, their bodies serving as a warning to their commander. I can hardly believe that Permiton is the one who’s taken them out. He never struck me as a strong fighter. Then again, he’s clearly full of surprises. “I cleared the way for you,” he says, his tone steady, even as I see the faint tension in his posture, as though he’s still bracing himself for any lingering distrust. “If you believe anything, believe that I would never

Bianca Salvatore has spent her entire life learning one thing: never trust anyone. Raised in foster homes and shaped by a childhood she would rather forget, Bianca had built herself into what had become the nightmare of even the most powerful men in the underworld —a highly skilled, cold-blooded assassin with a reputation for never failing a contract. Then she is given the contract of a lifetime: kill Luca Vincenzo, the ruthless and untouchable leader of the most powerful mafia cartel in Boston. Luca is everything Bianca has been trained to kill—dangerous, calculating, wealthy, and seemingly impossible to kill. When Bianca's assassination attempt goes wrong, she finds herself at L

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.

That child can not survive. Not if it united the heirs. Divided wolves were controllable. United wolves became unstoppable. This wasn’t good for me at all. With a child on the way, I couldn’t let Ariel walk freely like Lord Drake instructed. That would destroy years of carefully built plans. I stepped closer to the monitors. “Change of orders… The observation phase is over.” The assassins lifted their eyes toward me. I smiled faintly. “Active elimination authorization granted.” One operative hesitated. “What about Lord Drake’s instructions?”