Black Bullet Light Novels & Stories

sounding panicked. "Fuck the lights, just fire towards the doorway, you moron!" another answered, his fear apparent in his voice. Lukas pulled her into him suddenly, covering her body with his own as he swept his arm up, leaving a black swathe of shadows in front of them just as shots sounded. A dozen tiny, bright white balls of light headed through the doorway towards them, rushing past them and sizzling as they hit the wall and stairs behind, their glow slowly fading after they hit.

…Is it me or his blue flames is healing Kuroyuki's coldness…? "Guys— look," Kronos said to us after he picked up the black bullet. Blaze's blood… is sticking on it…? It's not disappearing either. Not only that, the black spears and bullets the silhouettes fired so far aren't disappearing as well. What on earth is it made of…? It was liquid earlier, but then it takes the shape of a human— and it could choose to phase through physical object or either materialize to deal physical attacks.

Dominik I’m looking at fabric swatches for bulletproof blackout curtains. I know Eve won’t go for the staid colors these usually come in, so I had a company who specializes in producing them put together a booklet with prints she’d find more appealing. The weave is dense enough to stop a small-caliber bullet, slow a larger caliber bullet, block out ninety-nine percent of UV light, and the lining is fire-retardant. It’s perfect. Now I just need to sell it to Eve the right way.

The assistant commander did not hesitate. The rotating cannon on his arm buzzed up, but the light that gathered in its course was not the clean, grelle blue of consortium. It was a nasty, deep black violet that like liquid darkness looked out. “Decking!” Kael shouted. He threw himself with his whole massive flank against me and Silas and ripped us on the hard stone of the rocky projection, seconds before the weapon was fired. The shot was adorable. The black plasma charge hit right there

Eventually, they put their heads together for a bit of weapons design. “First, we find an egg and drill a small hole in its bottom. We drain out the yolk, dry the egg, and then put blitzlicht inside. We seal the hole with candle wax then paint the shell black.” “Why black?” “For stealth.” “Well, I personally think it’s more striking and fashionable to paint it pink. For that matter, we could add crushed chalk of various colors to make the smoke more colorful. Like a rainbow. That would surely disorient the enemy.”

For the first time all night, hope broke through the crushing fear in my chest. But Calvin wasn’t finished. His eyes darted between us, wild and frantic, as if trying to calculate a way out. “I can’t leave any trace,” he hissed. “I’ll finish this now. All of you.” The gun swung toward me, and my breath caught. “CALVIN, DROP IT!” The police advanced, weapons trained, voices echoing. Blackwood’s body moved instinctively, positioning himself in front of me even from across the clearing, as though he could shield me from a bullet with sheer force of will. His eyes locked on mine, blazing with an intensity that anchored me even as the world spun.

If things went on like this, and if someone else got there first and discovered the Sacred Hall ruins, they would lose out. The two men and the cat sped up. In the end, Ding Hao simply took out his beta-stage Qi motorcycle, Black Lightning. It vroomed like a motor, as two long trails of fire spurted out from its engine, carrying Uncle Tianshu and the Demon King, Evil Moon, away. It raced at lightning speed deep into the Bone-burying Forest. Black Lightning was indeed extremely fast. Like a bolt of lightning as its name suggested, it whizzed through the slightly overcast sky.

In the pitch black, against professional mercenaries with night-vision gear, forty feet might as well have been forty miles. The tactical light hit the top of the armchair, illuminating the dust motes in the air. "Now! Run for the bedroom!" Lucas yelled. He grabbed Selene’s hand and lunged toward the hallway. Behind them, the muffled sound of suppressed bullets tearing into the leather armchair echoed through the room, followed by the sound of glass shattering. Lucas didn't run; he fired back blindly into the darkness to create a distraction. The muzzle flash illuminated the hall for a split second—long enough for Selene to see three masked figures in tactical gear, looking like ghosts in th

As I moved one step closer, he opened his hand, and I suddenly stopped when I saw the piece of technology he was holding. I had never seen this exact device before, but since it was important for me to stay informed about the cities, I recognized the flame and lightning symbol on the side. Blackthorn Technologies was the main company that made weapons in the shifter world, and if I was right, Mr. Mason was holding a high-level taser that would force me into a partial shift, leaving me trapped between wolf and human form and completely under his control.