Black Bullet Volume 7 Novels & Stories

I crouch down next to him, my hand on his arm, and he looks up at me. He looks fine, but he’s holding something, his face grimacing as he does. He lifts it up and hands it to me. My hand starts itching as I look down at the bullet in my hand and let it fall to the ground. Issac’s teeth grind, “It’s not just silver. They’re somehow mixed the two. Their bullets can take out the regular wolves and the golden wolves. They’ve had to have been preparing for this for a while.” He says through gritted teeth and my wide eyes land on the bullet again.

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.

White hot pain rips and tears through me as every bone in my body cracks, breaks and extends before jutting itself into place. Screams and howls of pain fill the air, dulled only by the trees and my own pain consuming me. Canines lengthening and claws stretching out, and yet, still I can feel my body is covered in something warm and wet. I sniff the air. Blood. So much blood. Sweet, warm, red liquid copper. Soon the pain dulls to warm rather than hot, and screams become howls and growls in the distance. I join in, yanking and pulling at the chain until my neck hurts so much I think my head might fall right off my shoulders. And then, everything goes black.

Even his feet seemed like someone cut them apart. Her eyes were no longer asking to see anything. The scenes horrified her soul. Anna started panicking when she heard a noise coming from behind the door. A black cat came out from there, and under the soles of those fellows, he made a cross sign using their own blood. She couldn't even utter a word, as if someone stole her voice away. Tears were flowing from her eyes like heavy rainfall. She silently watched everything, how the cat used his sharp claws to peel their skin off, and they had no power to scream.

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

replied, “Good, I prefer a quick fight.” The group surrounded me, raising their iron rods to strike at me with all their might. With a swift motion, I slashed my dagger across their wrists, using my last ounce of strength to push myself off the ground and kick towards them. Thud! Several of them fell to the ground. Suddenly, a rumbling sound echoed nearby. “Not good, someone’s coming! Let’s go!” More than a dozen men in black jumped off the truck, but just as they were about to escape, a blinding light shone down on them. A group of armed individuals aimed their dark guns at the men, while a helicopter hovered above. A tall, stern-looking man stepped out of a vehicle. An overwhelming pressu

"I am coming, just wait a bit more. I'll be there in five.." I cut my call and was about to leave when someone grabbed me from behind and put something on my nose.... I tried to fight back , tried to scream for help but I suddenly felt dizzy and lost all the strength of my body, my vision was getting blurry and the last thing I saw was a bunny mast and then everything turned black.... "Finally I got you Marilyn.... Now it's time for punishment..... let's teach you a lesson" .... _________________ Hope you liked the new chapter (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

He wasn't planning to drink too much from her but it was as if he lost control over the beast inside him. When her body limped and she stopped struggling, that was when he realized she had lost consciousness. It wasn't because he drained her of all the blood, but rather she succumbed to darkness because of apprehension. He licked those puncture holes and she stopped bleeding. He stared at her unconscious body in his hold. She was vulnerable and he could do whatever he wanted with her. But he felt bad for drinking from her. He shouldn't have done that no matter how much he yearned to drink from her.

He dropped one of the three items into the bonfire, then dropped another before finally dropping the last item. After doing so, he stepped back and came to stand beside Nana. Nana moved towards the bonfire to do the same, and soon, one by one, every member of the pack copied their actions. I watched in awe as every member of the pack moved to throw at least one thing into the bonfire. That meant that every member of the Midnight Wolves pack had lost someone to the Blackmoon massacre. I shiver rolled down my spine at the realization of the enormity of such loss.