Block Shot Kennedy Ryan Novels & Stories

“Six…” She holds her hand in front of him. “Five…”. She pleaded, “Please Ryan…Don’t!!!...”. “Four…”. Her eyes widened. “Three…”. She takes a step forward. “Two…”. She holds him. “One…”. She pushed him aside. …!!!!.BANG!!!... A gunshot echoed in the surrounding. When Ryan turns to look at Tara, he gets numb. She was covered in blood. Tara takes a bullet on herself… To save her Ruthless Rockstar…!

Alden marched and hovered over Ryan and punched him but Ryan was evil as he knew the tricks of defend as his fist aimed it directly on Alden's stomach were the kidney was situated and then hurted him. Alden loosened his strength as he fell down from Ryan's body. Alden clutched his stomach and laid down on the cold floor and no one was there now. A complete silence engulfed it. Ryan stood up on his feet while smiling cruelly as he took out a small gun and aimed at Alden. "Today, you will die by my hand", Ryan spoke wickedly and Alden closed his eyes subconsciously, not daring to look again. Alden thought he was over this time.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

RICARDO I closed my eyes, ready for the worst to happen. Then… BANG! The shot went off. But it wasn’t me. A groan followed… long, guttural, filled with pain. I opened my eyes. Lucas had stumbled backward, dropping his weapon. Blood gushed from his thigh. He screamed, falling to one knee. And standing behind him, eyes dark and jaw clenched, was Ryan. “You talk too much,” Ryan muttered. Lucas snarled through clenched teeth, clutching his bleeding leg. “You traitorous…”

Ryan asked with an arched brow, "You are my boyfriend..." She replied and covered her face shyly, Just then, Austin was led out with a handcuff binding his two wrists, Ryan and Ria moved their gaze to him with a smile, "Hey Mr killer, what's up?" Ryan teased and hey laughed leaving Austin growling and breathing heavily in rage, he couldn't believe the shame, like this was never what he expected for himself, the worst was that the cops secretly got into his apartment and saw the dead bodies of those of his men he shot down,

“You killed him!” Ryan Exclaimed “I wouldn't have if he had the balls to fight me instead of shooting me” Dora answered, Ryan seemed furious “That man was married and had two kids, didn't you think of his family before you killed him?” Ryan asked, Dora shook her head

Or should he hold out for the others? Kawa stared at Ryan. He didn't have the eyes of a killer, just a desperate man. But he was the man who'd kidnapped Carson and terrorized everyone she cared about. Kawa rocked forward. Ryan lunged, shooting his arm up under Kawa's firing hand. Ryan hit flesh the same moment the gun discharged, the sound of the bullet ringing in Ryan's ears. He threw himself forward, driving his shoulder into Kawa's stomach and knocking them back to the deck. Kawa rolled, taking Ryan with him and hauled back, delivering a solid punch that had Ryan seeing double.

It was a small gun. Nico noticed this immediately. “Dylan! He has a gun!” he immediately cast a shield around his mate. With Dylan moving so fast it was hard to keep the shield on his body. Ryan shot at him. the shield stopped the bullet immediately. Dylan took the split-second ryan was distracted to rake him down. He slammed into his body, pushing him to the ground. he smashed the shit out of him. His clean face was already beaten and bleeding. “that’s enough. Stop hitting him,” he whispered softly.

Ryan ducked and came at me with his fists, gun discarded unceremoniously. He wanted a brawl? Fine. I threw my gun aside as our fists collided in a flurry of blows. My body screamed in pain from the multiple bullet holes and gashes but I didn't slow down. Couldn't. He was fast. Too fast. The Ryan I had beat up in the garage was a far cry from the one before me. His swings were precise and he anticipated my moves before I made them. I blocked a fist only to be caught by a knee to my sides. I took swings of my own, half of them missing the mark as he moved nimbly on the balls of his feet.

Ryan was at the mini bar, downing some shots. "What is wrong with you, Ryan?" Rico pleaded with more than his words. "I thought we were past this. Throwing punches at James? What were you thinking?" "A shot?" Ryan asked, handing the tequila his way. "Come on, have a drink with me, bro." Rico approached slowly, unsure what to think. He eventually took the shot from Ryan, and sniffed it, before taking one sip, and dropping it on the counter. "You lost this time, Ryan. Stop living in denial. Take the L like the man you are, get over it, and move on."