All Guns Blazing Lyrics Novels & Stories

“You are fucking sick” “I am a fucking maniac” I said, loading the gun before putting my hand on the trigger “the choice is yours to act upon it or die, here and now. The music is loud enough for those who are downstairs not to hear the gunshot, and considering the silencer, they would not hear a sound at all”

Alive and ready. I raised my hand. “Now.” In unison, like a wave of thunder, they lifted their weapons… no hesitation, no mercy. RATATATATAT! Gunfire lit the air. Bullets cut through the chaos. Muzzle flashes blinked across the field as Lucas’s men fell, one after the other. Smoke curled into the sky. The ground became littered with bodies and broken steel. The echo of the gunfire stretched on, bouncing off walls and echoing through my bones.

She broke off into a sprint, rushing towards her heap of black clothes, roaring, “NEVER! I WILL NEVER LET YOU LIVE, YOU GOLD DIGGING SLUT-” Bam! Bam! Bam! I pressed the trigger without remorse or hesitation, and the gunshots echoed around us and rippled through the air, nearly bursting my eardrums. The bullets pierced through Tina’s body, the force pushing her off course, and a blood curdling scream left her. I was inexperienced with guns, so my targets were not specified. A bullet hit her thigh. Another hit her right in the abdomen, and another tore through her shoulder.

Suddenly and without warning, he pointed his gun up to the air and the loud piercing sound of the gunshot roared. * BANG! * Blondie shrieked in fear as she ducked down to the ground, her hands covering her face. Max saw the look on my face and he realized how scared I was for her. He had found my blind spot. Laughing sinisterly, he pointed the gun over to Blondie and I snapped. I raced over to her as fast as I could with my arms stretched out, covering her as much as I could. * BANG! * * *

We started talking about business but at roughly 1 30 am we heard footsteps. And humming. And a sudden burst of singing that made Angelo jump. 'MARY HAD A GUN GUN GUN GUN GUN GUN GUN GUN GUN. A SEXY AK 47. AND EVERYWHERE THAT MARY WENT MARY WENT MARY WENT THE GUN WAS SURE TO GO. IT WILL MAKE EVERYONE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE. IT WAS A GUN OF MURDER.' A song in the same tune of Mary had a little lamb.

Wouldn't be wrong. In fact, as soon as the banging went off, the night lit up with an array of colors. A rainbow of lights flashed across the sky as the sounds of gunshots were melded with explosions. I was elated, aiming my gun at the light flashing of lights off between a few trees. I definitely hit a few targets, judging by the screams of agony that rang through the night. The art of my violence was pristine, just as beautiful as James dancing with Becca. This was made ever the sweeter with the knowledge that I was protecting my family.

“Kill them! Kill them all! “Our guns can also fire accidentally!”

The concert's atmosphere grew more intense by the minute, with everyone's focus locked on the stage. It seemed like I was invisible, blending into the shadows of the concert. The dim lights gave me a false sense of bravery. I moved to the beat of the music, letting the rhythm guide my steps. She moved with a rhythm that made the air between us tremble, every motion sent a heat through me that I could not contain. I reached for her waist and pulled her close, the sudden rush of contact hit me like fire, every cell in me coming alive.

he yells against my lips. Before I can answer, he yanks the truck door open and throws me inside. My head spins as the drones unleash a hail of bullets. Through the closing door, I see Gideon standing tall in the storm of gunfire. His tattoo blazes like a beacon in the smoke from the explosion, painting his face with sharp flickering light. Regina’s dangerous and loud laugh echoes through the darkness. It vibrates deep in my bones as if she’s beside me. “I arrived at the right time.”

“Fire!!!” Brinda’s voice cracked through the night like thunder, raw with rage and desperation. The violent staccato of gunfire followed instantly, bullets erupting into the air and slicing through the heavy silence like blades. Her men opened fire with fierce intensity, their rifles aimed at the black bulletproof car stationed ahead.