Sullivan Uncharted Novels & Stories

For the sake of my plan, I had to lay a low profile and hide from the enemy’s radar. I decided to use my car instead of hailing a taxi. It was a sports car that I won over Miguela because of a bet. Miguela is a real deal troublemaker and so am I. The two of us would make bets on every random and ridiculous thing. However, when it comes to getting missions done, both Miguela and I are equal. We’re known as the notorious pair of Exodus Agency; we are deadly and merciless. That is why the agency wouldn’t put us together on a mission. Trouble would always find ways to follow us, and next thing you’ll know, there’s bloodshed and endless chaos. Just like that mission in Brazil; it was a huge scene

AVA’s POV We end up dispersing, and without having to see what the Leonornado Falcone looks like, I shrug my shoulders. I could check him out after work. I’ve never been a woman for gossip, but the rumors around this particular man make it worth checking out. We serve the next meal, and while at it, two large men, both decked in dark suits from top to bottom and their arms fixed into their trench coats, I can already guess they have guns with them. I almost duck when the room goes entirely silent, and Oliver calls on us immediately, like some cult meeting is about to happen.

While Kyle layed down injured at its base. Lydia bent down very close to him with her hands shaking. “Why didn't you inform me?” “Because I thought I could protect you,” he said in a hoarse voice. “But the decision to ruin life has already been made.” At the first light of dawn, Lydia looked earnestly at the mountain – the forbidden boundary where rumors say the rogue resides. She felt a rush of determination within her. “Then I'll uncover the truth on my own,” she whispered. “Even if it means doing it myself.”

He couldn't even conduct a proper investigation by now since his focus was solely on Luna and her safety. Aside from that, there was no one else left in the place where they died before who managed to see as they were all slaughtered by Abaddon. Meaning to say, there were only four witnesses in the area; Konrad, Luna, Abaddon, and the fake Sarrich. Konrad and Luna were both weak and dying while Abaddon was being banished from the body he possessed when the fake Sarrich came. Aside from that person who killed Luna, there was no one else reliable to question. Unless, the fake Sarrich was being accompanied or the fake Sarrich was also connected to Abaddon in some ways.

The odds seemed stacked against her, and the weight of the situation was almost unbearable. Nysaa then noticed another set of documents and a journal that Dr. Ruiz had managed to salvage before her house was demolished. These items were precious to her, a small piece of her past that had survived Mace's ruthless actions. She realized that the journal contained the story of her foster mother's life, the pain she had endured, and the vendetta she held against the Sinclair family, especially Mace.

In the suburbs of the Capital… A convoy stopped at the foot of a hill. Three people got off the convoy. They were James, Thea, and Maxine. James pointed at a courtyard at the foot of the hill and said, “This is the Sullivans’ residence. Let’s get moving.” Then, he walked toward the Sullivans’ residence with Thea and Maxine following close behind. Soon, they arrived at there. Before they even knocked on the door, the door opened, and a twenty-year-old-looking man walked out. He was Skylar Sullivan, a disciple of the Sullivans’ main branch and Maxine’s suitor.

She snarled at him. He rubbed his forehead, thinking about Zhi Rou, and said, “She’s not a bitch, she’s my sister-in-law. She is everything Yuan Rui deserves, not you, who is some money hungry whore and don’t you even dare to claim that you are innocent, I know you slept with the director of The Uncharted Husband and His Wife!” Jiang Hui Yin gasped in horror. How did he find out about that? It was a well kept secret just between the two of them. Glaring daggers at him, she asked, “How did you find out?”

Her chest had been ravaged by vultures. I collapsed to my knees, sobbing uncontrollably. Desperate and broken, I crawled to my uncle Garrick’s house next door. I begged him to help me, to avenge my parents. Garrick followed me back, but instead of offering comfort, his face twisted with hatred. “You… you did this, didn’t you? You finally killed them!” he snarled. “No! I would never—” Before I could finish, Garrick stormed outside and summoned the pack members. Within moments, a furious crowd gathered, their faces filled with suspicion and anger.

His animosity toward Sachin deepened. “Damn it! Damn it!” He finally returned to his senses after destroying every single object in his villa. After a lengthy silence, with enough time to consider ridiculous ideas, and a deep breath later, he took out his cell phone. He punched in a string of numbers and without waiting for long, the call was quickly picked up. A deep voice rumbled from the other end of the phone, “What is up, Mr. Sullivan?” “The man you arranged previously was useless. He could not even snipe a target a mere twenty meters away. Are you guys legitimate?” said Elias.

Si leaned over and whispered, "She works out every day. She could probably take you in two out of three falls." Max raised an eyebrow. But Si had already turned away from him, facing everyone seated there. "I don't have to tell the rest of you why we're here or what's going on, but before we go any further, let me introduce you to Max DiSalvo, Commander, United States Navy SEALs, Retired. Max." He turned. "Meet the teamKevin Markham, George Lorenzan and, yes, your newly minted wife, Regan Shaw."