Itachi Uchiha Anbu Black Ops Novels & Stories

The special line between Gold Dragon and Black Opium has not been activated for many years, because this is a tunnel to avoid misunderstandings between the two powerful mafia factions, only in emergency cases will this line be activated. Black Opium leader named is Stefano Pratos, but he always moves under the name Stefano Gills. He has never shown up, even Nicholas also does not know his true identity, only knowing that his voice sounds like a middle-aged man. "Hello, Mr. Adams, long time no talk to you," Stefano said in a jovial voice that sounded annoying. "How are you? Has the gunshot wound I gave you when we clashed at the Jade Property healed?" Nicholas was not the type to mince words,

Chris paused and added “Thank you for being my shadow. I hope you will stay on to support Night Wing and help him as you did for me till you my children take over.” “Boss, we will guard here and guard young master if fate wills, if not, we will have trained the next generation for young master.” Night Vigil answered solemnly. “Thank you” Chris hung up without giving Night Vigil a chance to ask any further. He stopped near the Italian stone pine tree near the hospital gate, it was nearly time for Henke’s arrival. A man in black arrived before Chris “Boss”. Chris extended his hand and the man in black handed a small syringe the size of a small button and disappeared the same way he way appeare

he yelled at us throwing the files he was holding at us and I peeped to glance at the picture on it. Rainal O'Brien? I've never seen is picture but he is quite handsome and hot. I was able to identify it because his name is boldly written under it. "He is the drug Lord and we can't just let him see our weakness just because everyone think he is dangerous" "Vendetta this is your next Mission"he said and my eye widened. "But sir" "Aren't you capable anymore just because you know he is powerful"he fired and I swallow my words.

ಥ‿ಥ …Nowadays, Blackie felt more and more conflicted inside. On the one hand, the mission assigned to him was proceeding smoothly, and having his host “eaten up” by his brother-in-law would be a positive outcome in regards to that mission… but on the other hand… this was only the first world, and thinking how he, Blackie, would have to go through a similar blindingly idiotic display for many worlds to come… Blackie felt energy sizzling through his chip (an AI system equivalent of skyrocketing blood pressure) ‘Heh. Heh. Hello, Soul Resources department? I want to exchange my host for someone with a higher IQ!!!’

a rough voice murmurs "Are you okay?" Oh, no. No I prayed for a living soul but not this one. It was Hinata. One of the most fearsome members of the renowned mafia group Yakuzas, otheriwse known as "Bloods & Sins". "huh, yeah I'm great" I tried to brush off the panic, casually drawing away from him and avoiding his concerned gaze as if I don't have a care in the world. But, in reality, my fear had only been heightened. "Sorry to worry you, have a nice night."

Each of them formidable alphas from packs with unique abilities and legacies. Caius Knight Black of the Nightshade Pack was a tall man with long, sleek black hair that framed his chiseled face. His eyes were a piercing silver, sharp and calculating, often concealed under the shadow of his brow. The Nightshade Pack was known for their mastery over shadows and stealth, and Caius embodied that secrecy and quiet danger. His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace.

I will remember this. The sentinels were so happy that they approached Sushi but they couldn't get too close because they were still afraid of Sushi. He is a necromancer after all. So I ran to Sushi and hugged him. His black fur is soft as I hug him. "You're amazing." Congratulations to Sushi. I've only seen Sushi fight like this. He's deadly. It was thee who is not commanded, my own mistress. Without your command, I cannot function.

"The Architect’s real silent partners. The ones who funded the first manor in the Carpathians. They aren't here for the assets, Arthur. They're here for the Purge." The lead gunship hovered over the courtyard. A hatch opened, and a figure in a traditional black kimono stepped out onto the landing skid. The person’s face was hidden behind a porcelain mask of a fox—a Kitsune. "The Lu-Sheng and the Panni have failed to maintain the 'Equilibrium,'" the figure’s voice was cold and sexless, amplified by a megaphone. "The experiment is terminated. We are here to erase the 'Specimens' and the witnesses."

Zayden Blackthorn. He didn't wear body armor. He didn't carry an assault rifle. He wore a tailored charcoal three-piece suit beneath a heavy black trench coat, his leather gloves pristine, his raven-black hair slicked back by the rain. Behind him, Beta Ronan and ten elite Blackthorn operatives stepped into the perimeter, taking tactical positions in the shadows without raising a weapon. A chilling, unnatural silence fell over the entire warehouse. The temperature in the hangar plummeted instantly, the air turning dense, heavy, and suffocating with pure, predatory dominance.

Freya sat up, her ears perking up at the pospect of claiming her. “Place a claim on me?”, She asked. “Yes. It's a dog eat dog world here. Itachi doesn't back down from a conquest so his death is inevitable but his followers and many allies may back down when they recognize you as Vendetta's property. Look, you have attracted more attention than you need to stay safe so if it is not Itachi, it could be anyone coming for you. You need to identify as a member of Vendetta and going back to your usual life, I doubt the possibility of that”, Alan explained.