Assassins Creed Jacob Frye Novels & Stories

“You must be out of your mind.” “I’ve been eagerly anticipating this moment—to return to this place.” Frederick stared out at the water, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease. His body was covered in a multitude of tattoos, leaving no space untouched. He served as a front-line soldier and held a beta position in my brother’s ranks. He had launched a surprise attack on Gray, completely unaware of his true abilities. Frederick reveled in the adrenaline of risky situations, seeking out thrills and excitement, while I remained content with my ordinary life.

Jaxon I hate leaving Maleah looking so sad, but there’s nothing I can do. This is who I am, and she will have to become accustomed to it. I’d love to tell her I’ll retire from the Confradia as I planned before. Unfortunately, I can’t. Logan and I are the only ones we trust to help maintain order between our people since there are too many doubts mounting within our ranks. Logan and I have noticed a lax in control between our leaders and have become distrustful of their motives. I guess a lot of it has to do with how the board handled the Kazik situation. There were too many questions and suspicions. The heads of the Confradia gave in too quickly to his demands, which created an irreparabl

I got a call from my assistant jacob I picked up it and answered Jacob : sir me : yeah jacob say jacob : sir we got to know about onething recently me : what's that is that another part of mafia were again targeting us jacob : no sir it's more important than that me : what's that Jacob : your child is alive sir me : WHAT jacob : yes sir the child and the lady you're thinking dead were still alive me : no way I killed them with my own hands jacob : we got every proofs sir me : no it can't be truth if they're alive my empire that I built all these years my career my status my reputation everything will be destroyed no nooo jacob : sir I will try to find everything soon at the sametime the fami

“Was it a power play? To show me how unwanted­­— ” A jerk and push had me shaken to my vessels and I am suddenly inches above the ground dangling on his whim, my ass firm on Alessandro’s desk with his lips in touching distance. His blazing green orbs drilling in my lens sheathed eyes. All sagas of his brutality running past my eyes, I was befuddled that his fiancé was above him. I was bulldozed level treffied now; It was like even my blood was frozen. My eyes shone in anxiousness, I trust my lens disguised.

“Mercenaries, for lack of a better term. We’re highly trained, and it’s all we knew. The fighting, the killing, but at least now we get to choose who we do it for. We’ve been using our services to help right some of the imbalance that we created.” He seemed to finally be saying the things that were bubbling up inside him. The things that I kept cutting him off from saying. That, or he was trying to throw me off, use a trick to try to gain my trust and confidence. It wouldn’t work. “I’m afraid you’re going to have to be a bit more specific.” “Have you heard of The Silent Assassin? He went by many names.” His head shifted so that he looked over his shoulder.

He was done being restrained. Aaron Mortem first. The broken nose had been Honor’s work, which Gabriel respected, but the words that had preceded it were his to answer for. He watched football practice from the shadow of the bleachers, arms folded, assessing. Aaron was the quarterback — decent arm, reasonable instincts, the kind of athlete who coasted on physical gifts without ever being pushed hard enough to find out if there was anything real underneath. As a wolf he was underwhelming. The supernatural DNA was there — Gabriel could smell it, diluted and uncertain, the heritage of a rogue line that had never been properly trained. He doubted the kid could fully shift. He doubted the kid had

“Your father was once a hero of unparalleled greatness, dominating the heavens and earth, possessing the Ultimate Golden Body, having Supernatural Supremusse Power, and being unparalleled below the Quasi Daeclon Rank. Yet, he never behaved as arrogantly as you two. “If something were to happen to you, how would I explain it to your father?” At these words, Jacopo and Xainte bowed their heads even lower, as if they had committed a grave sin. At this moment, James coughed awkwardly. “Um...” Before he could say anything, he was glared at by the angry Xitlaly. Xitlaly furrowed her brows. “May I ask who are you?” James uttered an acknowledgment and smiled, clasping his hands together. “I’m a frie

Jacob took a deep breath before speaking, "boss, i know the real identity of Hill, the leader of the black falcon" Jacob said this and paused. Gabriel just looked at him with a straight face without saying a word. Jacob continued speaking, "boss, the identity of Hill, the leader of the black falcon is non other than Felix, your childhood brother and friend. Gabriel still had a straight face without making any facial expression. Jacob said this and kept silent, waiting to hear from his boss.

He knew only Igor dared to say something but he had never thought of killing him for his proactive words. "No......." He denied bringing out a cigar to his mouth. "She is too young... Just a teenager......" Igor massaged his temple looking at the documents he had once in his hand while passing the Zippo to lit his cigar. He tried to convince his boss who was in a different world since the girl barged inside his life. "That doesn't change her identity. She is still the Assassin's Daughter."

“Why don’t we calm down and solve this? I just want some answers and keep a few conditions in exchange for letting your pup go.” “Felice…” Finally manage to speak. Who is this woman? “I know Alpha Isaac. You think I am Felice’s clone or something, but I am not. This is me. But Felice is not my name.” She stands up and smiles while my eyes narrow. “Please to meet you, Alpha Isaac. I am Zephyr or the one who cursed the Renaud pack.”