Black Bullet Light Novels & Stories

“Eyes sharp. The Black Reign knows we’re here.” Dante adjusted his jacket, gripping his gun. He wasn’t the leader, but he moved with precision, covering the team and reading the space like a battlefield. The sound of engines tore through the night. Headlights flashed. Boots hit concrete. The Black Reign had arrived. “Positions!” Whisper ordered. Gunfire exploded almost immediately. Bullets tore through metal. Sparks flew. Men shouted. Smoke filled the air. Dante stayed low, moving from cover to cover, firing in short bursts. He covered a teammate crossing open space, then rolled behind a crate as bullets ripped through where he’d just been standing.

They're nervous. I remove the lid to reveal a set of matte black clips perfectly organized with a foam divider. Consider me interested now, I take the next box to find bullets coated in white gold. I press my lips together. I reach for another one to find a black holster vest. The smaller one, I know exactly what it is.

The dim red lights in the tunnel reflected off his four black glossy slanted eyes. It was the tunnel’s dim red ceiling lights that helped Olivia see the monster’s pitch-black eyes. Those eyes were peeking through the leveler’s gated door, focusing on Olivia and Lukas. Olivia had a Beretta M-12 submachine gun strapped to her back, but her paralyzation wouldn’t let her reach for the gun. She could sense the creature’s wrath, and she knew that shooting at him would only make him angrier.

I just bottled up what happened and kept it moving Tory was the only one I talked to and vice versa that made us become closer I really feel like she’s my brother mate and scared to find out I plan on getting them around each other to find out but Tory doesn’t let much slip past her other then the dreams and my behavior lately no one even noticed anything was wrong but inside I was dying in darkness stuck in my own mind not knowing what to do afterwards I didn’t want to get in trouble for leaving pack lands My father would never let me leave his site again if he found out I felt as if I was spiraling out of control trying to keep it to myself but now I see the light A Red Burning light and a

I asked, barely above a whisper. He hesitated, his eyes darting to the timer. I could see his throat move as he swallowed hard. “Answer me,” I said, louder this time. He sighed shakily. “Yes… it’s bad. It’s a Crimson Ultra Charge, my lady. Military grade. One of the deadliest kinds.” My blood ran cold.. “Get me out of here,” I snapped, my voice rising. Blake ran a hand through his hair, scanning the straps and wires. “We have to stay calm…”

Frank showed her the bullet, which was the size of an entire finger, leaving her heart pounding. If Frank was not powerful enough to catch bullets, she would be dead! "Thank you so much…" She heaved. "That would have torn me in half if not for you." Frank nodded. "You're right about that. This bullet is used for anti-material rifles—even a car would blow up from that!" He then turned to Jada and the Ghostly Six, ordering them to protect Myra and Janice before leaping out of the window, crashing through the glance. The black-clad man on a distant rooftop was furious to see that his bullet had missed. Convinced that Frank was just lucky to catch it, he stayed and took aim again, firing at Fran

“It’s open. “There should be a small panel in the back, you will need the code. It is 11 05 1993.” Hey… wasn’t that my birthday? Punching in the code, the door sprung open, exposing the small box and I dragged it out. Opening it, bright bullets sat inside, filled with blue liquid and I frowned. “What are…?” “Daylight. In a bullet. They are ultraviolet rounds Marley. Grab the gun with the blue grip, it is designed for them.” Looking around, the small gun was sitting to her left and I grabbed it. Dropping the magazine out, I wedged the phone between my ear and shoulder. Quickly loading the rounds into the magazine, I shoved it back into the gun and cocked it.

he threatened me. I smirked at him but that look was wiped of my face when I saw he had a gun. A wolf's bane gun. Filled with silver bullets. I glanced at the color at the tip and gritted my teeth. It was black. Meaning it was the deadliest silver in the whole pack. It was a straight kill. No mercy. I knew and then I had to be careful.

I grabbed the black leather and strapped my hands in them, a quick drag on the zipper tail I let it stop just a few inches below my neck region. It was dark outside by now, the streets wet and shiny with lights illuminating the way. The street lights cast a yellow glow on the tree trucks and the flowers nearby. I buckled my helmet on my head and climbed the bike. My gun is well tucked to my waistline. I didn't want to miss anyone if I were to use that short rifle tonight.

Meanwhile, Adrian came to my side, and looking at me with more questions, he picked me in his arms. «she needs a doctor, now,» he said and escorted me to the open room, Atlas’s room. I held on to him, it felt weird, he was angry, warm, and afraid, and fear radiate out of him. He placed me on the bed and I felt a bolt of pain in my left arm where the wound was healing, making me scream my heart out; I looked at my hand, seeing black veins covering the wound. «What is that?» asked Hunter. The pain was unbearable, but I knew what was this, black blood, I have been marked.