Clone Wars Grievous Intrigue の小説・ストーリー

Ares' Pov. The room was a mess. Papers and books were scattered everywhere, and clothes were thrown haphazardly on the bed and floor. I paced back and forth, clenching and unclenching my fists. I couldn’t believe how things had gone wrong. Just when I thought I was making progress with Dahlia, she started putting her walls back up. This wasn’t part of my plan. She was crucial to my revenge. Without her trust, my whole scheme would fall apart.

Crow is a highly trained scout that could fully hide his presence even with the enhanced senses of the werewolves. And his senses are also sharpened in finding out the distinct differences of any werewolves that he would come across which allows him to succeed in all of his past missions from the Royal Arc clan. Crow has been scouting around the outer territory of Rebelliad for the past month, but he did not manage to gleam any information about the treasures that exists in the city since it was built. After scouring the small forces of rogues in the outer territory, Crown entered the inner territory yesterday with the identity of a small travelling merchant from the Fressia Kingdom.

AVA I stood beside Derek and our team, my heart pounding in my chest as we crept through the shadows of the Golden Claw Palace. The night air was thick with tension, and I could feel the weight of our mission bearing down on us. We had stolen codes and inside information that would help us slip through the back gate undetected, but I knew that didn't guarantee our safety. As we moved closer to the palace, I felt a strange sensation building inside me. It was as if my bond with Cane was growing stronger, like an invisible thread connecting us across the distance.

Howard and Clayton were dead—finally. When they hadn’t been able to lose Aurora and her team, they had decided to try to make a break for the jewelry store, using it as cover until they could make their way into the chamber below the floor. They thought they would at least be able to take out the two Hunters and impede the Guardian’s progress enough so that they could get away; they were wrong.

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re even human, the way you move pieces around as if they’re just… pawns.” Montez leaned back in his chair, eyes narrowing. “That’s because they are pawns. I’m the one holding the board.” Enzo sighed, adjusting his tie. “Fine. Then let’s talk about the shipping division for our weaponry and drugs. Fuel costs are rising, the unions are threatening to strike, and if they do, your Mediterranean routes will—” Buzz...... The vibration against Montez’s desk cut through Enzo’s voice. His eyes flicked to the phone, irritated by the mindless interruption. Only, it was anything but mindless as a headline glared back at him in bold black letters:

he shrugs, “if you leave here you'd just find my colleagues and attack them. No, you either make your stand here and die or you try to retreat and die. Those are your only options.” “Well, aren't you just a ray of sunshine” Corrin mocks, “what makes you think you'll win?” “Because I will,” he says flatly. What the fuck are we going to do? “Enough talking” Ash roars as he lunges at the Knight. He brings his claws down on the man, but he's faster, pulling his Claymore and using it to block the blow. The impact makes a screeching sound as his claws scrape the steel. He uses the blunt side of the Claymore to push Ash back then he swings.

My Luna. But now, standing here, faced with the reality that Claire was not just an ordinary agent but the head of the very agency that had become my second family, a profound sense of duty washed over me. The shock gradually transformed into a fierce determination, a willpower to rescue her from Zack’s clutches, the cunning mastermind who sought to manipulate and control her for his own sinister purposes.

Charli install a bomb inside the hotel, within 2 hours I need to finish my mission because if I failed, I would explode into pieces along with those people who stayed here in the Hotel. When those Indian boys disappeared in my sight, my face automatically turned into dark and serious aura when I also realized that I am in front of my guest’s Room, which is Mr. Chen, a Chinese Businessman, and my target. I continued walking towards the door when someone blocked my way that made me stopped. It is his Bodyguards.

"Still, he seemed angry about something. More than usual, I mean." "Zephyr always looks angry lately. It comes with the territory of being Alpha, I suppose. All that responsibility and pressure." I patted my hands dry with a plush towel with deliberate slowness, letting them continue talking. Information always flowed more freely when people thought you were not actually listening. "My mate says there has been unusual rogue activity near the southern borders," the redhead continued, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Three scouts went missing last month. Just vanished without a trace."