Black Bullet Volume 7 Novels & Stories

Siete states and grabs one of the guns to demonstrate. He raised the gun aiming toward a metal panel and with one pull of the trigger, the weapon blasted a flash of blue-white light that pierced a perfect smoking hole in the steel. It didn’t make any prominent loud noise except from the low thrum but the destruction power of the weapon was formidable. I took the gun from Siete and weighed it in my hands. I can’t help but smirk in disbelief. Ever the same powerhouse as they have been. I’m half-impressed and angered about the gap between us.

The echo of dripping water from a loose tap filled the silence, and Bella's reflection in the mirror looked almost ghostly beneath the harsh light. An uneasy weight settled in her chest. Her pulse quickened for no clear reason, a warning whispering from deep inside her. Something's wrong. Unbeknownst to her, one of Riven's top men — a shadow among shadows — crouched silently in the farthest stall. His presence was like the faint shift of air before a storm. They called him Bullet Man, not for his speed alone, but for how cleanly he struck — swift, precise, and without trace.

“Hey Dad, Cian? We are ready to go to Nemi’s house now!” Talia called as we were coming down to the main entrance to the hosue. “This way, Nemesis.” Alexander told me, pointing to a door to just to the right. I turned the handle and poked my head in. It was a huge garage, with 2 cars and one big black SUV. There was a wall of tools and some other random things on the opposite side of the garage. Cian rushed to the side of the black SUV and opened the back door. “Come on Nemi.” He said, grabbing my hand, and helping me into the giant vehicle. After he did the same for Talia, he climbed into the passenger seat. I thumbed the vial around my neck. “Be careful with that button. Use it only if you

April I grip Connor close as all of the windows in the shop erupt around us. Glass rains across the room, creating a symphony with my horrified screams. Without a thought, Connor drags me behind the counter, keeping his body over mine. Popping sounds resound across the room, breaking glass, plates, and cups. Rolling back, Connor pulls out a gun. His expression grows cold as the popping sounds continue. “What’s happening?” I call out over the roaring sounds. Connor glances my way quickly and shouts. “Someone’s shooting up the place. Stay down!”

Live or go insane but I don’t hesitate. “NOW!” Rourke’s voice cracks across immediately. Thirty-one guns raise and then hell begins. They fire all at once, the sound is deafening, a furious storm of bullets, splitting through the air like hounds let loose. Bloodbane laced tips. One touch on me and I’m fucked. But I’m already gone. I rotate through the air in a blur. The wind tears past me, bullets chasing behind like death itself. I twist mid-air, my knees coiling, and land on top of Rourke’s sleek black car. The car groans beneath me.

"Wonderful" V7 whispers to himself in a creepy manner. I have never seen an unhinged V7 before and something tells me it would be better if I didn't find out. He whispers the last part as he rubs his hard together, I can feel him smiling through his helmet. A shiver runs down my spine, just looking at V7 being all crazy creepy like. Such blood lust.... at least when he's older he learns how to hide his creepy blood lust side... unless he's killing demons...

In the SUV are their mother and their baby brother. Hearing the car's sound by the fence, the thugs look back at the gate. The bulletproof tinted windows slide down, revealing a man with a black hat, red feather, and a suit, “that is.” The thug stutters.”That is Lucifer Morningstar.” As his eyes grow wide. The hard-living thugs have all stood still, staring at Lucifer. “Honey, what is happening here? Why are these street people in our yard.”

Blake raced back to the castle, flying faster than he ever had, eager to get back and help his people. Now that Scarlet was safe, Blake turned all his attention towards helping the others. As he reached the castle, he looked down and saw complete mayhem: it was an all-out war, as hundreds of vampires battled each other below. His people were terribly outnumbered, attacked from all sides, and Blake was crestfallen to see that, with the battle barely begun, several of his people were already dead, their bodies thrown over the edge of the castle.

0076: Dear Handsome and Strong Evil Spirit 007: Treasure Hunt 0078: Small Dk Joe 0079: I Know It Is You 0080; This Is Your World! 0081: The White Lady's Request 0082: We Did Not Kill HIm 0083: It Was Never An Error To Begin With _______ END of BOOK 1

As Ace flipped through the pages, the soft crackling of the paper filled the space. Ace's fingers moved skillfully over the pages, his eyes scanning each drawing with a mix of pain and yearning. As he turned the pages, I leaned in closer, mesmerized by his talent, my gaze fixed on his strong fingers gently handling each page. Each one unveiled a new design, a new narrative. On one page, I saw a boy gazing at a river, his face reflecting deep sorrow.