Ava Gun Of Fire Novels & Stories

Gary withdraws a little, to enter again, even deeper. - Goddess, you are so tight. You taste divine. Lucifron's eyes fixated on the look of pure desperation that was so visible on Gary's face. The wish, the fire in Lucifron's heart burns brighter than ever. So hot it makes him dizzy.

I peered cautiously through the barrel and saw that Sadie had a gun pointed at Tyler's forehead. "You're a worthless piece of shit," I muttered under my breath, aiming my gun at Sadie. However, before I could pull the trigger, I heard gunshots from the opposite end. They were caught off guard and started looking around. I quickly ducked and concealed myself behind the barrel, avoiding detection. To my relief, I heard my men engaging in a firefight with the Sinaloas. I heard Sadie's loud laughter. "So, your boss finally shows up, eh? She came to save her pathetic little pawns!" she taunted. I gritted my teeth and readied my gun, shooting each of them with precision.

SO they slowed. “Now you can get up and put your good dogs to some good use.” That's all I said, and then chaos. Complete and unbothered chaos as the feds rose from their hiding and began firing. It was comical when the Russians mounted off the truck to fire back. And more of them came pouring out of the back of the truck like bats chased out of hell. “Don’t let any of them get away,” I announced turning around and firing, the sound of the guns sounding like a damn melody to my ears. There were screams and cries, but I continued firing, one after the other.

Left without recourse, Eva leveled her gun at one of the many that carried rifles, and fired. She tore the Hallowed, and one or two around them, into pieces. One less gun to deal with later in exchange for a little bit of regret now. Then she fired again and again, until she was just about empty. ~ Callie shot another bullet at Miko as she ran around her flank. To her frustration, Miko caught her bullet again. It floated alongside her first shot in the buckler’s antigrav field.

The blonde affectionately rubbed his cheek against Azrin’s own before pulling back, only to place the tell-tale weight of a claiming fur on Azrin’s shoulders. “I, Lexus Burns, declare Azrin Marrow as my intended, subject only to his consent,” Lexus sounded confident if you weren’t used to the male. There was just the smallest waver in his voice indicative of his nervousness. He was giving Azrin a choice. Damn you, Lex.

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.

He was placing a lethal weapon directly into my hands. I took a deep, shaky breath. I held it in my lungs. I squeezed the trigger. The gun fired. A massive, concussive crack echoed through the clearing, vibrating straight through the heavy earmuffs. The heavy metal kicked violently upward in my hands. The sudden, explosive recoil threw my weight backward. I slammed directly into Killian’s solid chest. He did not budge an inch. His arms remained completely steady around me, absorbing the violent shock of the weapon and keeping me entirely on my feet. The sharp, acrid smell of burnt gunpowder flooded my nose.

Out in the dark tunnel, Zaid raised his weapon toward the low concrete ceiling and fired a single, deafening shot. BANG! The gunshot echoed off the tile walls like a grenade. "MOVE YOUR VEHICLES! NOW!" Zaid’s baritone thundered over the roar of the creeping flames. The sound of gunfire shattered the paralysis of the trapped drivers. Panic-struck eyes locked onto the tall, muscular military captain marching toward them with a drawn weapon. The drivers further back slammed their cars into reverse, tires screeching as they scrambled backward down the exit ramp. Except for the driver directly behind the G-Wagon.

I just don’t see the point since the town we live in is just small and relatively convenient to walk. I went straight to my keypad for recognition, and once it beeped green, I stepped aside. “After you.” Isabella arched a brow, the corner of her lips tugging upward. “Wow, how polite of you.” “Silly.” The word left my mouth almost lazily as I swiftly pulled my gun from my coat and fired two shots over my shoulder without even glancing back. The echo of gunfire rang through the empty space. Two bodies dropped dead on the floor before they even realized what hit them.

he barked, his voice rough, no trace of the calm man I had just been talking to. I saw him draw his gun in one swift motion, firing back through the open space with a deadly precision that I didn’t even know he had in him. The noise was deafening, every shot echoing in my ears. Two men fell almost instantly, their weapons clattering against the pavement, but the others kept firing, sparks flying against the car’s body.