Best Gun Bl3 Novels & Stories

She grabbed her hand stopping her from going. "I need to know what's wrong with him." She snatched off her hand and ran toward the door. "Don't do that!" Jo yelled. "Listen, I will save my mate and no one can stop me from going." She ordered in Luna's voice and the girls complied. She took a gun from Veronica who can kill a wolf with wolfbane. "This will do." She said glancing at them who looked worried. "Can you hold a gun?" Veronica rolled her eyes. "Of course I'm the daughter of the beta in my old pack." She smirked and opened the door.

Alpha Blake smiles proudly, nodding his head as she walks away. I whistle, nodding my head. "That's a beauty right there," I say, referring to the rifle. "Yup. She always goes for the best toys. Well, I guess if we're ready then, let's roll out." alpha Blake says as Beta Tyler straps more ammo cartridges on his side pockets and grabs his own rifle, shotguns, and a 9mm berretta on his side holster. He then turns, throwing a change of clothes, along with a best and belt for my weapons. "Best to hurry, alpha Lucian. No time to waste."

In an instant everything breaks down, a rail gun cracks,as the distinct melody of gunfire echoes across the street. A plasma weapon discharges a full burst right on top of where Sol and Leyland were taking cover prompting Sol to hug the suitcase tightly. A dozen more Triads rush out, carrying a varied armament of rifles, shotguns and smg’s. The screams of bystanders could be heard as well as the low buzz of security drones.

Third Person When Louis arrived at the basement, he immediately glared at Volstrige because of the disruption he had caused between him and Elaine. “You should know the consequences of what you did,” the young man growled as he slowly took out one of his favorite pistols, the Beretta 92 that origined from Italy. Jacob had given it to him when he returned to the Philippines to celebrate his new business in alcoholic beverages. Volstrige immediately hid behind Alex, but Brennon quickly pulled him out. “Boss, please shoot this womanizer. He almost got me into trouble because of him,” Brennon complained, laughing. Volstrige’s face was unreadable.

"Are you mad!? Did you sincerely need her to drink your blood!?" Anna stated coldly. Pointing her gun at Raven's brow without hesitation. Unlike the police's well-known problem S&W M3913 or the SIG Sauer P230JP, this gun had a fashionable layout and turned golden all over. It turned into included ornamental styles of angel wings and pass motifs. Custom made. The muzzle nearly seemed as even though it fired lasers in place of bullets. As a deadly weapon, its layout turned into pretty intricate. "What's that... Where did you draw it out from!?"

"Do you know what kind of bullets Piers used? What kind of gun?" Arnold looked away, thinking, and then looked up and into Grayson's eyes. "It was a Smith & Wesson semi-automatic pistol." Grayson's heart stopped, remembering what the detective had said during the investigation. Then he looked at the police report to make sure. "Are you sure?" Arnold nodded. "Positive. That's the weapon he used in Afghanistan and his weapon of choice." "I thought all of you used Glock 17s?" Grayson asked. "That's standard issue from the castle."

I like having a grand entrance. "What's new?" I said reluctantly and leaned back in the chair. "The guns," he reminded me of something I almost forgot, I am the death dealers' leader of this faction. I hate it when my guns leave my body. It's my other half. I'm sorry babies. I pursed my lips as I took my two Beretta 93R. Contains silver bullets with ultraviolet ammunition which can be used for both vampires and lycans. This is my favorite weapon for being fair.

Up and down. I looked up at his hazy blue eyes, and then down at the thing half concealed by his suit jacket. The butt of a gun stuck from his waistband, hooked on the lip of his belt. I recognized the make. A Glock 17. Standard military and police issue. Seventeen in the clip, one in the pipe. Fully automatic. Fully illegal. Elian saw me looking. His grin curved higher. “Like what you see?” “I prefer not to dance with a handgun.” I hid my wariness. Should have seen this coming anyway.

Disappointed, he glares at her as Alexander presses a gun to her head and asks Dolf for the detonator. The gun that Alexander holds against Jenny's temple is no ordinary weapon. It's the long slide G24.40 S&W Glock that he obtained through his French 'pastime' with Sophie. She had gifted it to him during his business trip with the Les Beaux Voyous, using their drug smuggling routes to sneak it into the States. Since he was the point man, it was a relatively easy task. This Glock was his preferred firearm, known for its reliability and minimal chances of jamming. The intricate designs of both Glock and Smith & Wesson made it adaptable to various shooting techniques and conditions.

Sliding it seamlessly into the leather shoulder holster, I ensure that it is properly concealed beneath my suit coat. In my line of work, having a reliable and efficient weapon is crucial. For me, that weapon of choice is Glock. These semi-automatic handguns with polymer frames are widely favored by law enforcement and military personnel across the globe. With their robust construction, user-friendly operation, and safety features, Glock firearms provide the assurance I need for personal protection.