Black Lagoon Revy Guns Novels & Stories

I like having a grand entrance. "What's new?" I said reluctantly and leaned back in the chair. "The guns," he reminded me of something I almost forgot, I am the death dealers' leader of this faction. I hate it when my guns leave my body. It's my other half. I'm sorry babies. I pursed my lips as I took my two Beretta 93R. Contains silver bullets with ultraviolet ammunition which can be used for both vampires and lycans. This is my favorite weapon for being fair.

Before I could say anything, a thunderous earth-shattering howl shook the entire fortress. The Lycan beast stood at the main doorway, towering over the light of the flame. Its eyes were primitive and intense as it peered straight through me as if the beast saw something in me that it wanted. Lucius murmured and signaled for his guards to move forward and take down the beast. Confusion and chaos engulfed the room, and everyone went wild. The black figure surged wildly at the guards, its tremendous power and strength cutting through their skin with ease. Allison then held the relic in her palms, staring at it both nervously and firmly. "Lucius! We have to go now!"

Blair positioned herself on that marking while Colton walked to the closet and removed the protective equipment. - "What's the difference between a revolver and a pistol?" Colton asked. He had already explained that question to the woman at another time. - "While the revolver can be loaded with up to six bullets, the pistol can be loaded with sixteen bullets, or more" - "Very good" On the same wall where the protective equipment cabinet was located, there was a rack with several weapons of different calibers. Colton chose two low-caliber revolvers, and then walked over to Blair.

SCARLET (EVE SANCHEZ)POV "I can assure you Mr Black that you won't regret working with us... As you already know, we are the best in this field, and despite having so many other franchises, we are still at the top of the charts, once you give your approval for this project, we will not only own the chart but the returns will be used for the betterment of the country" I explained with a smile on my face. Mr Black smiled. "A lot of people want that land that you are after Scarlet Antonio Rivera... And you are so young... "

She was trying to hold her laughter because she knew he was about to say something very funny. "Why are you asking, and why do you want to know if he is single? Do you also have any single friend, Lily? I am genuinely asking" He lifted his eyebrows and opened his eyes. His facial expression was funnier than his words. Lucas is a clown. His long black and grey hair fell all over his face which made it even hotter. He had a tattoo on the right side of his neck, his chest, and his left hand.

The strip of black cloth rested in Lucas's hand like a silent warning. No one spoke. The embroidered crest of the Black Fang Pack was unmistakable, but it wasn't the symbol that unsettled Scarlett. It was the dark stain soaking into the fabric. The blood hadn't dried completely. Whoever had worn it hadn't been gone for long. The forest around them suddenly felt different. A few moments earlier it had been nothing more than another stretch of woodland separating them from Moonwater Lake. Now every tree seemed capable of hiding danger, every shadow appeared deeper than before, and every gust of wind sounded like footsteps just beyond their reach.

When we met face to face, Sarah and I both froze in shock. She wore a pure white silk robe and brand-new deerskin boots, her hair cascading like a waterfall—clean and silky smooth. I wore a leather cloak that had rotted over twelve years, reeking of mildew and blood. My mane was tangled and matted, intertwined with dried grass and thorns, my skin roughened like tree bark from years of fighting and hard labor. It was as if she were the noble and elegant Luna, while I was merely a lowly, weak Omega.

“In the description, it's a Colt Python Revolver. 357 magnum, 6 round shot, 6 inches long. This is quite a weapon if you ask me.” “It sure as hell is.” Reeves whispered as our eyes remained glued to the crate. “You guys ready for testing?” I looked between Mason and Reeves. “Hell yeah.” Reeves smirked. “Let's do it.” Mason nodded. I turned to the men in front of us, “get three loaded, please. Two bullets each.” “Right away.” I barely had any experience with these things, but I was super excited to try this one out. There was something attractive about revolvers, and this particular one was definitely calling my name.

A motion fluid, practiced, and laced with a violent sort of grace. It was the Glock 17 from before. I knew that model well. Polymer frame, matte black slide, 9mm. Standard issue in half the departments I’d worked with. Lightweight, reliable, and easy to conceal beneath a tailored jacket like his. But in the right, trained hands, it became something far more lethal than a basic service weapon. And Elian’s hand was more than trained. Even his tattoo was wired for this. A jet-black serpent coiled across the back of it, its inky body disappearing under the cuff of his suit. The serpent’s scaled head rested on his knuckle like a sigil. Its forked tongue, a thin black line, traced down his middle

Calvin said in a cold tone. After that Calvin turned to Leon and looked at each other with Leon. Leon nodded his head slightly, then he looked back at Venus in front of him. "Why are you looking at me like that? Is the card I gave you not enough?" Venus then raised the black card in her hand. "Are you sure you want to give this card to me? I don't have any money right now, so I won't return the contents of the money I used." Leon smiled mockingly.