Black Bullet Light Novels & Stories

“Dain’s desperate, and Holly’s smart. They won’t just run without a safety net, and if they are meeting someone, then information must be out that we are after them and they needed help.” Finn’s earpiece crackled to life, and we all froze. “Sir,” the operative’s voice was strained. “We’ve got movement near the warehouse. Multiple vehicles just arrived.” My jaw tightened. “What kind of vehicles, “Black SUVs. They’re armed. Yes, it's who you're guessing. It’s the Black Bullet Clan.” A chill ran down my spine. “Pull back immediately. Don’t engage until reinforcements arrive.” Those bastards kill on sight; that has been their slogan: "Black bullet: the bullet was for death, not to be missed.

Steven’s smile vanished, and he raised his hand all of a sudden. Bang! A custom bullet shot toward Dustin at a speed far beyond that of an ordinary round. Steven’s face was filled with confidence. At this range, not even the strongest Martial Saint could avoid the shot. The bullet reached Dustin in an instant. But the next moment, Steven’s face froze, and his pupils dilated in disbelief. Dustin had caught the bullet between two fingers and smoke was still curling from it. “That… That’s impossible…” Steven stammered. “That bullet was crafted by the legendary blacksmith, Raymond Leroy! Not even an Apex Martial Saint could block it, and you caught it with your bare hand!”

The streetlamps in the parking lot fizzle and go black. Total, absolute darkness swallows the pier. "What the—" Nikos screams. "Now!" Drakon’s voice roars from the darkness behind me. I drop to the ground. It’s part of the plan. Drop and roll. Gunfire erupts. It’s blinding in the pitch black. Muzzle flashes strobe like lightning, illuminating snapshots of chaos. I see Drakon charging. I see Reapers spinning in circles, firing blindly. I see Nikos scrambling backward, tripping over his own feet.

"Initiate the Blackout Protocol. If they want to audit me, let’s see how they do it in the dark." Suddenly, every light in the county—the porch light, the SUV's sensors, even the distant town's glow—died. The only thing left was the bioluminescent blue pulsing from the "Chronicle" on the Traveler’s arm in the distance, and the terrifying, silent scream of a mother ready to kill for her child.

he assured me, but fear was eating me alive. He was scared, too. I could see it in his eyes. I know he sensed that something bad was about to happen. Another black truck with tinted windows pulled in front of us to block our way. Bright slammed on the brakes, stretching his arm toward me so I wouldn’t be thrown forward by the sudden stop. I let out another scream. Two men got out of the truck, and one of them shot Bright without a second thought. The bullet shattered the car window and hit him in the chest. From the way Bright weakened, the bullet was silver.

Photos and videos, bringing me up to speed on everything I’ve missed in the past month. I settle down to watch it all. The bullet was ladled with wolfsbane.

Grey pulled a gun, not the one with regular bullets, but with silver. He fired three times. Kade went down, he was hit on the chest, shoulder and leg.

The heavy titanium doors groaned in protest as their magnetic seals failed entirely, sliding apart to reveal the pitch-black maw of the penthouse corridor. The crimson emergency lighting of the inner sanctum bled out into the darkness, illuminating nothing but the swirling dust kicked up by the sudden depressurization. Dante stood immovable, his Kimber 1911 raised in a flawless Weaver stance. His breathing was slow, controlled, and utterly lethal. Behind him, Elara’s fingers hovered over the EMP-shielded terminal, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm against her ribs.

Ali Batam: What are you-? He is silenced when an electrical charge goes through each rifle. Forcing the mercenaries to discard them. Halo pulls out a black, inconspicuous cylinder, about two inches wide. He clicks both ends, and it extends, exiting a blue line that runs along its length beautifully in the night.

Even the strip of light beneath had disappeared. Lukas turned to see another brown-skinned muscular entity with a question mark on its face, charging with its hands extended and reaching for his neck. The soldier aimed at the Black Entity's right shoulder and fired. He fired for a second time, directed at the creature's left clavicle. "Never again!" Lukas screamed as he tackled the monster in the ribcage with his shoulder. He aimed his pistol at the face of the Black Entity at pointblank range and fired.