Novel & Cerita Assassins Creed Jacob Frye

"Dr. York was asking me about what happened to the York family back then. Huge amounts of murderous intent suddenly emanated from his body." Jacob was shocked. "Wait, you're saying that all of that came from Dr. York alone?" When he felt such a huge amount of murderous intent from out of the house, he thought that multiple assassins had arrived to kill Tyger. Jacob never expected that it all could come from Frederick alone. Tyger nodded his head. "That's right. Seems like we've really underestimated him." Jacob also nodded his head. He always thought of Frederick as a junior who just so happened to be able to fight well.

Jenson replied, “Oh, is that so? Since that’s the case, then let’s wait for them to cut off your finger first.” The assassin said, “Stop talking nonsense. We’ll cut yours first.” Then, he lifted the sharp blade and waved it toward Jenson. It was a battle between a dozen assassins and Jenson. Jenson was getting somewhat tired of dealing with all of them. Then, Jacob hid at the side, and one of the assassins went over to pretend to seize him. Jacob and James were shedding crocodile tears as they pretended to cheer Jenson on, “You must be careful, Jens! You can’t get disabled because of them as you know very well an Ares heir cannot have any disability.”

I screamed. Don shook his head. "He gave strict orders to stay away. He wants to fight this one alone." My eyes stayed focused on my mate and father, slashing out at each other. "He's going to get hurt, Don!" I sobbed. "No, he won't. I don't know if you know Aaron well, but he's one of the youngest, most strongest Alphas ever. He'll be fine. He never lets anyone interrupt his fights." Christian calmly said. Felix stood in a corner, looking helpless. I stood next to Don, whose arm was holding me in place.

I needed to buy myself a lot of time or else, I was going to be doomed if he discovers. Bang! I collided with a figure just as I was running, making me fall to the floor. Immediately, a sense of premonition arose in my heart as I stood up and looked at the figure. Frowning, I saw that the figure was a man in his late sixties. But from the looks of it, he didn't seem to be a member of the pack and it made me wonder if he was a spy. But then I could care less about that at the moment, I needed to leave as soon as I could. I didn't know if Alpha Kyle had noticed that I was missing or not.

After sizing up the man, Andrius suppressed his excitement and asked, “Do you know about the swordsmith sect?” “Yes!” The one-armed man then said something that shocked Andrius, “To be honest, my name is Johan Frye. I’m part of that swordsmith sect you’re looking for—the Skybound Sect! “Furthermore, my father, Wesley Frye, was the previous head of Skybound Sect.” Andrius was instantly overwhelmed when he heard those words. The person in front of him was a member of the Skybound Sect! Just when he thought it was hopeless, an opportunity appeared right before him.

she shouted furiously. Freya felt frustrated and at the same time, she was confused. She would soon discover the truth behind Yael's disappearance and death. If the father of his son, Jacob Anderson Gray, had not suddenly appeared, she would have been facing the culprit by now. She looked at Jacob carefully. Later, she suddenly remembered what Jackson had said to her before. She only became more suspicious when he kidnapped her and tied her up like an animal.

I hate up-close fights with Alphas, but sometimes it's needed and something tells me I’m going to earn every gold disc coming my way. “I’ll send the coordinates. Don’t let me down, Elle.” Francis disconnects the video and the room is filled with silence. I grab the shirt that I tossed onto the floor last night and cover my body before digging into the guts of the file. Octavia has filled it with information, which means less recon for me. Alpha Gideon is in his late thirties; he’s an active member of his Pack and from what my old friend can tell, he hasn’t got a mean bone in his body. “We’ll see about that.” I mutter to myself as I close the file and pull up The Academy’s search engine. Alph

Rhyland’s POV I felt foreign in my own body, the only think I could do was protect her. Thats the only thing I cared to do. My eyes snapped from my father’s bloodied body to the petite little maid crying over Queen Fara’s body. “Rhyland! Get Raven out of here now!” Cassius struggled in the ropes until he let out a gurgled shout and his arms burst into flames. The ropes sizzled as they collapsed off of him.

“Alex, why did you do it?” Freya answered on his behalf, “President Melvis, I’m the one who killed the guy. In fact, it has nothing to do with Alex. There’s something wrong with this video too. A huge part of the video in the middle has been cut off, and it has been edited! Whenever I, Freya Mayer, want to kill someone, I will just kill him, and I won’t regret it! If you want revenge, then come at me!”

I slowly wrap my hand around the hilt of the knife strapped to my back. "She is reaching for her knife!" One of the assassins behind me yells. I recognize his voice. His name is Frank, and he is the absolute worst assassin that Faris put on his payroll. "Oh, shut up, Frank," I yell as I turn and throw the knife in his direction. It sticks out of his chest, and he stumbles back against the wall. "This is why no one likes you," I mumble. "She just killed Frank," one of the other men says.