Novel & Cerita Are Diamonds Bulletproof

But nothing came. No pain. No shattering. Just Nico’s breath at her ear, followed by a cold, mocking laugh. “You really thought I’d let you die that easy?” he whispered, grinning against her cheek. Maya’s eyes fluttered open. She blinked. The glass hadn’t even cracked. The bullets had bounced off like pebbles on steel. Bulletproof. She exhaled shakily, her shoulders sagging in relief, but the pain still clung to every inch of her body.

I sat in the bed in shock. my body wanted to jump up and down, and my mouth wanted to scream. I sat there staring at Alexander, who was smiling at me, holding the most beautiful ring I had ever seen. it was a simple three karat princess cut diamond with small sapphires embedded around it. "Alexander, I love you," I cried. "OF COURSE. YES, YES, ILL MARRY YOU, " I shouted as he placed the ring on my finger.

I awed in amazement, Darren stood in front of me reaching out to collect the bullet. I gave it to him, he tossed it in the air and quickly swiped it from the air. "They're not normal bullets..." he started off. "They're called venom blood one of the most dangerous and the most poisonous bullets in the country, they're made from the venoms of the most poisonous metal on earth." he said while I shook my right hand, he chuckled at my flimsy reaction. "Don't worry their poison is already condensed into the bullet so it's not poisonous now unless you're being shot then count yourself unlucky." he said while I looked closely at the gun. "How come I've never heard of them if they're this popular? "

- She sighs and then agrees. ______________ DIMITRII!!! She-she Exclaims calling him-Take the pistol. - He agrees and then in a matter of seconds returns with a strange electronic gun. "Give me your arm." I look at it with an expression of astonishment. - Calm down little fighter girl, that's not a big deal, it's just a tracker with a wire, it'll be under your first skin, so we'll know where you are at all times. - Through a loud sound "CLACK!" I let out a muffled cry as the gun injects the device into my flesh, but I stop myself as I feel worse pain, Katerina laughs at my pain and then releases me to walk with Dimitri around the base.

He simply dismissed the room with a flick of his wrist. As the executives scrambled to leave, Julian poured himself a glass of water, his gaze drifting to the locked, bulletproof display case sitting behind his desk. Inside, perfectly preserved under specialized lighting, was a heavy crystal glass containing a single, three-carat diamond ring resting at the bottom. It had not moved a millimeter in thirty-six months. It was a macabre monument to the night his wife had driven her car off Devil’s Peak and burned to ash.

It had turned into the hardest diamond. It was cold, brilliant, and impenetrable.

Amelia asked Adrian as she began hitting him angrily. "Hey, that's enough," Adrian said to Amelia as he caught her hand, preventing her from hitting him any further. "The bullet from Henry's gun didn't penetrate my body because I was wearing a bulletproof vest, but if you keep on hitting me like that, you might end up killing me this time around," Adrian said to Amelia as he sat up on the ground. "So what's your answer to my question? Is it a yes or a no?" Adrian asked Amelia. "Maybe," Amelia said to him before standing up.

"I am the one who can feel my body, Darren. You don't need to worry, if I say I'm fine, then I'm good." "Come let me see." "Hey, don't take a chance." But then Diana gave in so Alpha Darren would stop nagging. She slowly took off her shirt to show where the bullet had penetrated her body, but due to her ability, the two most recent bullet marks were gone and only the bullet marks left that were fired by Fred in the beginning because it was made of silver. "How did you get the first bullet? It's silver, right?" "Promise not to blame anyone, okay?"

Not healing. That bullet must have been made of silver. Someone had just tried to kill me.

If it’s not us, it’ll be someone else. He pulls something from his pocket and drops it on the desk. The sound is a soft click against the wood. I pick up the round — metal alloy with a quartz tip — they used on Samiel. — Quartz, huh? — I study the bullet. — They’re getting bold. Onyx and amethyst slow us down, burn like hell. They use those rounds when they want to put up boundaries. But they don’t kill us. Quartz though… the damned sacred stone…