High Rise Invasion Sniper Novels & Stories

Then pull out my gun and fire the bullets into two heads. Ivan is right behind them, his sniper fire ripping through the remaining two Ravens. They drop dead immediately, their bodies crumpling to the ground. "Clear?" Ivan asks, his eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity as he lowers his sniper rifle. I nod, my gun still clutched in my hand. "Clear."

Sienna and Damien moved like shadows, slipping into the underground garage beneath the building. Reese’s voice crackled in their earpieces. “Two guards at the service elevator. Another three patrolling the halls. There’s a sniper on the rooftop, but I’ve got his feed jammed for now. You’re clear to move.” Damien nodded to Sienna. “Let’s do this quietly.” Sienna moved first. The first guard barely had time to register her presence before she slit his throat. His body crumpled to the ground, and she caught him before he made a sound.

I commanded, grabbing Kael’s hand as we sprinted toward the narrow iron skybridge spanning the hundred-story gap between towers. Julian and Rin crossed first, their boots clattering across the wet iron mesh. Kael and I crossed right behind them, the howling wind whipping our wet coats against the railings as neon light flashed far below our feet. A sharp, quiet crack echoed from the darkness of the higher spire—not the roar of a cannon, but the precise, suppressed discharge of a high-tier sniper rifle. Through our blood bond, a sudden spike of sharp, white-hot pain hit my mind. I whipped my head around just in time to see a heavy sniper round graze the side of Kael’s right thigh, tearing thr

She returned her phone in the pocket after scanning the old man's background and flinching upon the stingy pain. "Ouch, can you make it simple? Come on, you're too harsh on me." She groaned in discomfort after her knees slammed the tiled floor. "Position yourself, Von. We'll be starting to snipe him over." Hugh Turner tries to scope the target using his sniper. She then started up to lower herself to the window and sight the victim. They can't waste any more time on this, their superior wants to end him already.

CHAPTER 9 To be continued I'm lying on my stomach, gazing through my rifle's scope. Even though Hades was a strict security guard, he could not eliminate the invisible soldiers on the roofs, especially in remote areas. Additionally, because the church is low, all nearby structures may be used as sniper nests. After all, this is London, where tall buildings are a surefire way to accomplish goals. I focus on the altar, where a stunning woman stands beside Raven. I close in till I can see her well. She looks magnificent in white, almost like some messed-up angel that descended to punish people.

But that does not deter the hired snipers from around the world who are currently assigned to Iran's borders, to help the allies eradicate their enemies. “You. Get your ass away! I will finish off our target, you are as slow as a damn snail.” Aiden threw away his cigarette butt roughly, and immediately kicked away his men who couldn't work properly. He had been waiting for Ryuki to finish off their enemies since an hour ago while finishing three cigarettes that he got from his tent on the east side where he was spying. "But captain, I—" Bang Before Ryuki could shout his voice at Aiden, the man had pulled the trigger of his M38 DMR, followed by a loud thump and loud screams from people who ha

His eyes meet mine, and for a moment, neither of us moves. The voice on the other end of the line speaks. "Ken, are you okay?" Ken, short for Kendrick? My hands turn clammy. My head spins. He doesn't break eye contact. After what feels like forever, he responds. "Yes, I am. Call me when you get back." He ends the call. I collapse onto the floor, my veil slipping loose around my neck. Kendrick. The scar. The wheelchair. Kendrick Harrold is alive.

To the sniper watching through the scope, the target carried another person, flickering across the lens like a phantom before vanishing. That speed was simply inhuman. On a nearby high-rise, the assassin muttered coldly, "As expected… You slippery bastard! But if long-range didn't work, close-range will. I'll still take your head, Mr. Lloyd. Mr. Burke will get his answer." He descended from the 30-something floor to the street level in just a few seconds. Like a shadow slipping through the cracks of reality, he dashed across the street and entered the same building Andrew and Freya had escaped into.

After sending Arlet Pagan to the hospital and calling a few experts from Heaven’s Gate to care for her, Harvey York returned to the Fortune Hall. Prince Gibson had been waiting for the longest time. He poured a cup of tea for Harvey before speaking. “That bastard told us everything, Sir York. “He calls himself K. He said that he’s the best sniper in America. “He’s impressive even among the genetically enhanced soldiers. He can see a fly ten thousand feet away from him with his naked eyes. He could also tell exactly when a fly was flapping its wings.

"Time to show me what my perfect little assassin can do when she's properly motivated." Raven took the rifle, feeling its familiar weight, the way it fit in her hands like it belonged there. For the first time since being captured, she felt completely herself again. Dangerous, deadly and ready to kill for someone who mattered. "What's the target?" "Everyone who threatened what's mine." Vincent's smile was sharp as a blade. "Starting with the sniper who tried to put a bullet in my head." Through the building's security monitors, they could see Vincent's people moving into position. Professional, efficient and completely ruthless. The sniper across the street was already trapped, surrounded by