21 Guns Lyrics Novels & Stories

Before anyone could process what was happening, I grabbed the gun from Dillon’s hand. I pointed it at Sebastian. “That wasn’t my song,” I said, my eyes narrowed. “You wanna hear me sing?” Without even thinking first, I pulled the trigger. The sound of the gunshot reverberated through the air. “THAT’s my fucking siren song.”

Their transparent glasses were shielding their eyes. His hold tightened on the guns as he pulled the trigger at the coughing bouncers. The men behind them turned their guns at him. Two bullets sailed out from Kazimir's guns, piercing their hearts, "I'm glad to recall old days, missing Dan and brother." His amused chuckle filled the devastated aisle, leading to the hall. " What the f*** is men?" Vincent growled, clenching his guns. There were already four bodies around them. "I like this madness," Caspian winked at them after pulling the trigger of his guns.

I begged, my voice barely audible through swollen lips. He chuckled, a sick satisfaction glinting in his eyes. "This won't hurt a bit, sweetheart." He held a metal bat menacingly, and dread tightened its grip on my heart. Before the bat could descend, a gunshot shattered the ominous silence. Barry froze, exchanging alarmed glances with his accomplices. Panic crept into their eyes as they drew their guns. "What the hell?" Barry snarled, his confidence wavering. Gunfire erupted, and armed men barged into the room, bullets ripping through the air. One of Barry's goons crumpled to the ground, lifeless.

Marco »»»◈««« From the rooftop, I observed as the soldiers patrolled the entrances. With steady aim, I leveled my gun at the head of one of the guards. I tightened my grip on the cold metal of the gun. The world around me seemed to slow as I steadied my aim, focusing solely on my target. With a steady hand, I squeezed the trigger. The gunshot echoed through the night, shattering the silence as the guard collapsed to the ground, a crimson stain spreading across his uniform. Instantly, chaos erupted. Soldiers scrambled for cover, shouting and yelling as they searched for the source of the gunfire. But I remained calm, as I swiftly moved to eliminate the next target. I aimed once more, my breat

he snarled, his threats carrying a weight of desperation. I spread my hands wide, a fearless confidence emanating from within me. "Oh, I am eagerly waiting for them," I replied, a glimmer of anticipation in my eyes. "If you must know, I am so ready and eager to send them over to join you too." With a cold, determined stare, I pressed the cold metal of the gun against his temple and squeezed the trigger. The deafening sound of the gunshot echoed through the room as his lifeless body crumpled to the ground. Yet, fueled by a mixture of rage and adrenaline, I continued to unload round after round into his lifeless form until the chamber clicked empty.

My heart raced as I instinctively reached for the guns under my hoodie, the cool metal offering a small comfort. The ferals surged forward, their fangs bared, and I pulled the triggers of my guns. The shots rang out like thunder in the dark, moonlit night. The battle had begun, and I was caught in the midst of it. The roar of gunfire erupted from all around me as my companions emerged from their hiding places to join the fray. But I could see it in their eyes; they, too, doubted our ability to subdue these ferocious creatures. We needed more hunters reinforcements that we didn't have.

Alvar's enthusiasm was contagious as he handed me my gun. "What are you waiting for?" he exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. With a firm grip on my weapon, I aimed at the first target and pulled the trigger. The resounding sound of gunfire echoed through the air as the bullet found its mark. Alvar joined in, unleashing a volley of shots with remarkable precision. The rhythmic sound of bullets hitting their targets filled the room, creating a symphony of controlled power. As I fired round after round, I felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. All shot was a testament to my dedication, a step towards mastering my gun powers once again.

It was like all the cue they're waiting for was Maurice's words! "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!" The continuous sounds of gunshots continued for minutes and it seemed to be getting endless as new batches of non-hosts joined them in. "DIE, BRAT! THIS IS PAYBACK FOR ALMOST BLOWING ME UP TO PIECES BACK THEN!"

Grabbing a hold of my own knife 23 Grabbing a hold of my own knife. And on this knife my story is carved on it. And on this knife my story is carved on it 8 I got some hand pocket knifes. Some guns they gave me attaching the to my hips Some guns they gave me attaching the to my hips. Some guns they gave me attaching the to my hips Rapping my hands and attaching knifes to them. I got my hacking phone 13 I got my hacking phone. Which I use on missions and a bomb.

GUNS AND ROSES CHAPTER ONE MARIA PAUL'S POV .......................................................................................... It was a day to my freedom to run,to crawl or to swim but at most i must move and never slow down. With my poor heart beating profusely, mind racing as i went through the thousand different things that could possibly go wrong tonight. My body ached and my hands shew, the whip marks printed on my skin. I had to do this to save myself. My hands shook with trepidation as i quickly threw clothes into the largest bag i could find, thought after thought occupying my mind . I had to get out of here that was all that mattered.