Sniper High Rise Invasion Novels & Stories

Black sedans. Armed teams. “Looks like we’re very popular tonight,” Lena said. Alina felt the pressure closing in from every direction. “So we’ve got assassins coming from the ground…” She pointed toward the skyline. “…and a sniper who never misses watching from above.” Arun’s voice remained calm. “Correct.” She folded her arms. “Just checking.” He turned the tablet toward her. “Look closer.” Alina studied the screen. Something didn’t add up. The sniper marker was not moving.

Late at night, on the rooftop of a skyscraper, a man in a black tactical jacket aimed a sniper rifle at the window of an office building across the street. Inside, Caleb sat at the head of the conference table. The sniper wore a white mask. After a moment of adjustment, he fired. The gunshot echoed, and the man inside the meeting room collapsed instantly. Chaos erupted within the office building. "Good job!" Behind him, a deep voice spoke. "You're even more promising than Ivan."

More bullets whizzed by them. One of the snipers had climbed up to a high point, lining up for a shot — aimed at Zane’s head. Maya acted on instinct. She spun in her seat, raised her gun, and fired. The sniper dropped. Her breathing was ragged. “I got him.” Zane smirked. “Told you. Natural.” Maya didn’t know whether to be frightened by that. Ambush on the Ground They finally arrived at the bottom of the last rooftop, where a fire escape ladder led down to a narrow alley.

Athur told me that Junior was the one who got jealous, who treated him like the enemy. “Listen to me.” Viktor grabs me by the shoulders giving me such a fright that my whole body start to shake and darkness closes in on me. This cannot be happening now. “Arthur is a very skilled sniper. He can shoot a grown man and his wife from miles away, through a window, while they are sitting at the dinner table, without any harm coming to the 13-year old girl joining them.

"Like hiring an assassin?" He didn’t smile. Because this? This wasn’t a game. This was war. Retribution in Blood Minutes later, Daniel stormed into the penthouse with a team of Adrian’s security. The lockdown was immediate. Guards swarmed the perimeter, scanning rooftops, securing exits. But the sniper? Gone. Vanished into the city like a ghost. A medic crouched beside Claire, wrapping her arm as Adrian prowled the room like a caged beast. His phone rang.

The rest of my men railed around Adrian, heir weapons blazing as they pushed forward, their eyes bright with adrenaline-fueled fury. For a brief moment, it seemed like we might actually come on top. But then, as if from nowhere, a hail of gunfire rained down from above. My heart sank as I realized that Greg's men had stationed snipers on the rooftops and none of my men had noticed. Ducking behind a nearby dumpster, I tried to catch my breath as I saw few of my men falling. I have to do something fast. I darted out from cover, launching myself one of the snipers from the car boot.

It meant returning to the graduation wing, to clients who paid premium prices for the privilege of owning someone who had once owned everything. The road appeared ahead like salvation—a thin strip of asphalt cutting through the wilderness. Roads meant possible rescue, possible witnesses, possible hope in a landscape that offered none. She stumbled onto the burning pavement just as the sun created the eastern hills, painting everything in shades of fire and blood. The shot came from eight hundred yards out. --- The sniper had been positioned along her most likely escape route, waiting with professional patience for the running figure to reach the predetermined kill zone. His bullet caught her

Nian said through gritted teeth. “So? Can’t you just ask the kid to come here?” With an indifferent expression, Victoria said, impatiently. Upon hearing her words, Nian felt that she had lost all hope. Suddenly, the sound of rumbling helicopter propellers comes from the sky. In the blink of an eye, a man dressed in black fell from the top deck to the first floor. And his sniper rifle landed on the metal deck, making a loud noise. Shortly after another sniper on the opposite side of the deck was also killed.

Lindsay grabbed Layla and dodged to the side. There was a bang as the shattered pillar fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Lindsay and Layla narrowly missed being crushed. However, they had lost their refuge and were now completely exposed to the snipers' high-power lenses. The assassin set his sights on Layla and pulled the trigger again. He was doing so to lure Sean away from his accomplices! Sean was their target! There was a hissing sound as the bullet tore through the air, heading straight for Layla.

FURIOUS, I RAISED my face upright in the eyes of the man who was holding a sniper on the 3rd floor looking at us, and then one by one other men from other floors looked below from the balconies of that building and some started shooting from the windows. We covered ourselves and I aimed precisely, even though many of my bullets were not hitting the target, I managed to take down quite a few from the sight. The abandoned building was a 12 storey high and there were soldiers of the Cato clan inside and outside.