All Guns Blazing Lyrics Novels & Stories

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.

I couldn’t let them take it, couldn’t let Hayes win. Gunfire erupted, relentless, bullets shredding my windshield, glass spraying like shrapnel. I ducked low, my Glock firing until the slide locked back—empty. “No, no, no!” I shouted, my voice raw, my hands fumbling for another clip I didn’t have. The van’s doors opened, masked men advancing, their rifles trained on me, their boots crunching on the asphalt. Blood dripped down my face, my arm burning where a bullet had grazed it, my breath ragged. I was out of options, out of time.

*Bang* A single gunshot rang in the air, and I winced, trembling to my bones. “What the he.ll. I hope those fools aren’t wasting bullets. Do they think we get ammo at the thrift shop or flea market?” She hissed, getting off me, and a bit of relief rushed through me. “Don’t think you’re lucky. I’ll be back for part two, bestie.” She winked at me and sashayed out of the room.

(Ooh) Gave you all I had and you tossed it in the trash You tossed it in the trash, you did To give me all your love is all I ever ask 'Cause what you don't understand is I'd catch a grenade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah) Throw my hand on a blade for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah) I'd jump in front of a train for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah) You know I'd do anything for ya (yeah, yeah, yeah) Oh, oh, I would go through all this pain Take a bullet straight through my brain Yes, I would die for ya, baby But you won't do the same No, no, no, no Black, black, black and blue Beat me 'til I'm numb Tell the devil I said "Hey" when you get back to where you're from

But victory costs a breath And the gun fires at point blank range. As the shot echoes through the desert Only one truth remains Someone is not walking away.

I yelled back, "And who do you think you're talking to? I put up with you only because I liked you and was grateful to Lauren. Now you only make me sick. You've got no privileges with me anymore." He stepped closer, his voice shaking with anger. "Say that again! Damn it! I make you sick?" I tilted my head and enunciated, "I'm done with you! You only make me sick! Clear enough? I can say it again if you don't get it." He was pissed off. "This is just great! Even if you beg me now, I won't give you the time of day!" His words reminded me of something, and I snorted.

Like acid. Bang! Another shot soared through space. “Stop you son of a bitch!” A shrill cry burst out of my throat. My body vibrated with anguish. My vocal cords burned from screaming at the top of my lungs. Amber! No! He shot her! With fucking silver bullets! Three fucking times! For fuck's sake, she won't survive it! Chilly wind drenched my body until I was trembling from raw rage, from brutal fear. The silence that stretched after the gunshots was loud. Deafening.

Before anyone could react, I lifted my gun, and put one perfectly placed bullet right in between Pyro’s eyes. Dad’s mouth fell open as Pyro dropped to the floor. At my shot, the group behind me all moved forward so each of dad’s patched members had a gun pointed at them. “Let’s try this again, shall we,” I glared. “What is your working relationship with Blaze, and what the fuck does it have to do with my club and my guns?” “It’s not the club, it’s all about you, babe,” a new voice called out. Blaze.

“Lucas—” “Stay here,” I repeated, my voice leaving no room for argument. She glared at me but nodded, her hands gripping her gun so tightly her knuckles turned white. I moved fast, keeping low as I crossed the room. Bullets ricocheted off the walls around me, each one a reminder of just how close I was to losing everything. But I didn’t stop. I couldn’t. The fight was brutal, every second stretching into an eternity. But finally, the gunfire began to die down, the echoes fading into silence.

Empty. He grinned wider. “You’re surrounded. No way out. Drop the gun.” I didn’t move. My lungs burned. My body screamed. But my hands were steady. I pulled out a fresh mag, loaded it slow, eyes locked with his. “You think I’m scared to die?” I said, voice raw. “I’ve been dying since the night Gabriel burned my family alive.” He blinked. I smirked. “And now I’m taking you both with me.” I raised the gun and fired.