Novel & Cerita Bloodshot Dc

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.

“Diego!” My scream echoed through the hallway as he dropped to one knee, his hand clutching his side. Blood soaked through his white shirt like red ink on paper. I ran to him, heart pounding, legs shaking. “Don’t move,” I whispered, pressing my hands over the wound. He hissed through his teeth. “It’s not deep.” “You’re bleeding all over the floor—how is that not deep?!” “I’ve had worse,” he muttered, trying to push himself up.

she whispered, her voice barely audible over the din. "Just stay here," I growled, my focus on the dance floor unfolding into a battlefield. Viktor and I moved like shadows, weaving through the panicked crowd, using the chaos as our shield. We took down two gunmen, their weapons clattering to the floor. But the remaining five were relentless, their bullets carving deadly paths through the air.

He fell to his knees, and I instantly shouted, "Don't shoot!" I went towards Noah and pulled out the dart from his arm. When I saw that his skin started turning red instead of grey, I took a deep calming breath. They shot him with wolfsbane, not silver. If it were silver, it would be almost impossible to tackle the situation without giving him long-term issues. "Go inside," Noah said through clenched teeth, and I rolled my eyes at him.

I close the bookcase and click the latch so it stays closed. I slip out the door and head to the living room to wait for Skull. He comes out with his hands at his belt. He’s not nearly as big as Metal, but I’m not taking chances. I have a gun pointing at him when he looks up. My shirt and DCMC cut are covered in Metal’s blood. “Don’t move your hands or I’ll put a bullet through your head.” “Fuck, Dagger, what the fuck?”

she said confused while looking at me. "Maybe it's not working?" I said to her, questioningly. "That's impossible. I mean, I've treated many people whose wounds were deeper than yours, but they disappeared immediately," she said. "How did that happen?" I asked, confused. "I do not know. I'll just ask Grandma later, the important thing is that your blood is no longer flowing," she answered. We turned to Knox's when we heard someone shout. My eyes widened when I see the two vampires lying on the ground and slowly turning into ashes. Knox grabbed the neck of the vampire who was already up in the air and trying to get out of Knox's grip.

My vision flickered and spots of black clouded my sight, but I did not know why. It could not be grief, could it? That would be too humiliating. 'Lana Branch, you really misjudged him, didn't you?'

My head snaps towards the precious little voice of my perfect little lady, a huge grin spreads across my face “Noooooooooooooo!” ‘BANG!’ Drakes scream lingers on as the bullet hits my stomach, the force flinging me back, i fall with a crash, drake jumping on me to save me from the bullet but it was a moment to late. I felt a warm gush of blood flow from my stomach as ben roars, taking the machine gun he shoots down whoever shot me, drake pulls away, tears streaming down his face “No no no nooooo” He cries, i gasp trying to catch my breath, drake shakes his head, his heart breaking as he screams, grabbing his shirt he rips it of his back and he holds the shirt against my wound

~Duncan POV The first shot rang out like a jagged crack of thunder. My heart lurched, my wolf flared, and my body moved before my mind even processed what was happening. Iris. My mate. My anchor. She was in the line of fire. I lunged. Every instinct screamed to protect her, to shield her from the storm that had finally reached us. The bullet hit me square in the chest. Pain exploded, white-hot and searing, but I didn’t even have time to react beyond the sheer, primal need to hold her safe. My robes darkened almost instantly with my blood, but I barely noticed. My world had shrunk to her, trembling, eyes wide, hands clamping onto my forearms as if she could anchor herself through sheer force

The second shot went into the vampire's shoulder. - Vecchio schifoso! * - the Ancient Vampire says in a displeased tone, he makes a small gesture with his fingers and Duk instantly flies away with a dull sound, hitting the columns. Brook-ta-man, rubbing his neck, rises quickly, drawing his pistol. He unloads the entire clip at Lord Ascadal. The ancient vampire rises to his full height, wounds from shot and bullets begin to heal quickly. A small shiver ran through Brook-ta-man's body, Ascadal's regeneration rate clearly surprised the vampire. Bullets fired straight into Ascadal's heart with a booming sound fell to the floor of the Shadowf's citadel. Brook-ta-man began to back slowly towards t