Sitara Watch Dogs 2 Novels & Stories

She just disappeared as he felt something cover them like a sheet. He saw the guy standing before them, and his blood boiled at seeing the gloating smirk on his face but he had decided to look after Parisa instead. She looked she was going into shock, her mismatched eyes unseeing, her lips parted, with no sound coming out. "What did you do to her?" he asked with a growl as he took an arrow from the quiver on his back and notched on his bow, pointing the arrowhead directed at him. Null shrugged, disinterested as the clearly human warrior demanded from him answers that he can easily give but was too unamused to care that she had resorted to being allied with a mere mortal.

"What happens after you catch one? Dodge. What Maxim wants it for. Dodge. What the term was. Dodge. What your mother meant in the driveway. Dodge. And just now I asked when the watches start and you told me a story about Finn's truck." "It's a good story." "Dax." His phone buzzes on the counter. More corridor logistics, probably, the schedule he won't discuss with me. He silences it without looking, which from him is basically a declaration of war on his own nature. "Walk me through it," I say. "If they run tonight." "Reena and Mato are on patrol. If there’s any movement, they call, I go, I take the last wolf in the line." Dax opens his beer.

Carter said to himself while sending a message to his grandmother. "Granny, we need to dispatch Chad as soon as possible," he messaged the elder Smith. Chad had seen Carter hidden at the back of the curtain. He whispered to Rouge," You have a snake inside your mansion, Tito Rouge." Rouge widened his eyes. Perhaps it's about time to ask for Chad's protection for Chelsey and Carina. "I know. Thank you for arriving this early so we could plan. I cannot protect my wife and daughter anymore," Rouge wiped out his tears.

They huddled near the edge of a pit that shimmered with traces of Adrium—like veins of quicksilver beneath cracked earth. “Any sight of supervisors?”, tunde asked. “Not yet. But the drones are twitchy this morning. And the wall sensors flashed red earlier—someone might’ve tried crossing.”Abigail said. Samuel snorted.“Another desperate fool. They always forget about the lasers.” A sharp hum passed overhead. The three of them froze.A Citadel drone floated by—sleek, spider-like, with a smooth metallic eye that scanned the quarry below. A warning light blinked as it passed, and the trio waited silently until it was gone.

"We bleed them out." ~~~~~~~~~~ UNKNOWN LOCATION A shadow watched the vault burn from a satellite relay. A hand touched the screen. Delicate. Gloved. A voice whispered: "She suspects." Another voice replied, deeper. "Let her. A broken family makes easier prey." The first voice chuckled. "Not broken. Just buried." They touched a button. A screen lit up with Aria’s face. Target-acquired.

“The guy almost got hit by a train, can you imagine, a traaain...” “Good grief,” I muttered. “The world almost blew up for an hour, and you still stayed loyal to fictional men with questionable life choices.” She ignored the jab and wiped her eyes with a tissue. “You want to keep watching?” “Later,” I said. “I have to deal with Ash’s fur army first.” Maritza nodded, already sinking back into her own tragedy, and I eased away. Diego stood near the door, watching the CCTV screen that now showed nothing but pines, the fence, and an extra patrol car.

Nathaniel and Wyatt only need to monitor one of the crazy girls, not both. Nathaniel was able to get trackers on the original two trucks, but not the third. There have been too many people patrolling to get in and out undetected. I want that third one. They only added extra patrols when it joined them. We did notice all the guards are wolves, but they are all carrying guns and few have knives strapped to their legs. Why do wolves need so much weaponry?

She looks up defiantly at the person sitting in the centre at a big chair, and my fists clench seeing him. Ray The Beta/ Second in command of the hunter clan. He is famous for sleeping around with women for the fun of it, and his hatred towards female wolves, knows no boundaries at it. Thora refuses to lower her eyes, meeting his angry stare and I curse. What is this girl doing! Does she have a death wish! I try to send another mindlink to again find it blocked. Damn Thora! The man is not to be messed with! He can hurt you. "Come here"

This was my territory, you can sneak in but can't hide from me. Alighting from my vehicle, I pulled two automatic pistols from my custom-made Armani and marched towards the entrance of the scrapyard. "Boss, we have visual on the henchmen" A voice came in via Bluetooth connected to my ear and I looked up to see a red light blinking in the thick darkness of the night. I had a drone with thermal scanning monitoring the area to know what I was up to. "Give me something, Daniel..." I resumed my walking pace. "One at the entrance, more inside the scrapyard, I'll ping you with the exact location as you move, Boss"

“Suppliers panic when it rains.” Celine nodded, but her intuition whispered otherwise. Marites had always been loyal, yet lately her calm felt… rehearsed. The kind of calm that hid something. The Watchers Across the street, the same black sedan idled beneath the rain. The windshield mirrored gray sky, but inside, a man watched through a tablet screen alive with clean, glowing data—café traffic, delivery logs, staff movements. “Asset One in position,” he murmured. “No breach, but activity fits early-stage patterns.”