All Guns Blazing Lyrics Novels & Stories

he snaps, his voice barely audible over the lingering hum in my ears. Gunfire erupts, bullets slicing through the air, whistling past us. The pings of ricocheted shots off the car are sharp and jarring, some punching clean through and sending sprays of dirt around us. Each hit feels like a countdown ticking against our lives. We clutch our shotguns, and I force myself to calm my racing thoughts. The deafening gunfire slows, giving way to an uneasy pause. Luca meets my eyes, his gaze steady despite the chaos. “Now!” he hisses.

After eliminating Thiago, Adrian yelled, "I've taken Thiago down! The rest of you, lay down your weapons if you want to live!" The sound of gunshots providing cover for Adrian and his team continued. Blaze, Wildfire, Nyssa, Jenine, and the others rushed to his side. Due to the lack of ammunition, they had no choice but to resort to melee combat, charging toward the enemies with their daggers whistling through the air.

The three of us stayed together: me in the lead, Ibagon in the middle, and Ludwig watching our backs. —Three, two, one. Let the show begin —she whispered just as music started playing in the background— Love is God for the freaks We're a mess but we're sweet Holy hell, crooks and thieves We don't pray on our knees It ended. Two men appeared right after. I didn't hesitate—I pulled the trigger and nailed both in the head. Their bodies dropped like dead weight, and the hallway echoed briefly with the shots before being replaced by gunfire from other directions.

"Do we tear it all down... or do we bend the knee?" I looked at Nonna. At Amy. At the hall where the echoes of war waited like wolves at the door. Then I looked back at him. "We do this my way," I said, voice iced-over. "Or it all burns." I turned to Amy. "Say your goodbyes quickly. Then get out of here. I'm finishing this." And like the house could hear me, gunfire erupted out back. I moved instantly, pulling the Glock from my holster and switching off the safety.

Of all the songs… I take a deep breath and step out of the room. The hallway is a chaotic mess. Three guards are running toward me, guns raised. I don't hesitate. My Glock barks, spitting out lead. One drops instantly, a bullet between his eyes. The other two stumble, surprised by my speed and accuracy. A quick double-tap takes them both down.

Two bullets! I wrap my arms around him to support him, tears running down my cheeks. "Mom! Please, stop this! That's enough, I beg you!" Nelly screams so close behind me. I snap at Gracia, the gun well positioned in her hand. A finger on the trigger, ready to shoot. Ready to finish her mission. I fling my hand to my back, and pull out my weapon. No more bloodshed of the innocent! "May you all have a blast, in hell! Aaaahh!"

The sound of the drums were awesome and it filled the room as I continued to jam. ‘They say before you start a war’ ‘You better know what you're fighting for’ ‘Well baby, you are all that I adore’ ‘If love is what you need, a soldier I will be’ ‘I’m an angel with a shotgun’ ‘Fighting til' the wars won’ ‘I don't care if heaven won't take me back’ ‘I’ll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe’ ‘Don't you know you're everything I have?’

I yelled as the flames leapt to life in my hands. “Hlíf!” I yelled as the flames enveloped the house and they ran inside. I heard the gunshots and shielded them from danger. I turned to where the shots were being fired from. “Lata líkami,” I whispered as I shifted into Blaise, expelling the three bullets from my back. He started running and I could smell them clearly. Humans with guns, but they had another odd smell to them.

I was perplexed, struggling to comprehend his words. Reaching for the firearm on the table, he continued, "And now, back to the present moment, with a team by my side, I demand unwavering loyalty from each and every one of them." He aimed the gun in my direction. Terrified, I closed my eyes and flinched. The next sound I heard was the deafening blast of a gunshot.

Ava screamed as she heard several more gunshots. She looked in the direction where the bullets were coming from and noticed that the window had been completely broken. Since it was a story building, whoever had killed Red Blaze had used a sniper rifle and was in the opposite building. The sounds of Red Blaze's men who were jubilating had ceased and everywhere had become quiet.