Body Shot Novels & Stories

I pulled the trigger. The shot was a deafening blast in the confined space, it echoed and re-echoed through the factory, drowning all sound. Silas’s eyes widened, a look of shocked disbelief on his face, before his body went limp. He collapsed, crumpling to the floor with a dull thud. A dark stain bloomed across his chest, spreading fast, soaking his shirt.

There had been nothing of the male’s body left to the imagination. The low-cut neckline displayed his bare pecks and abs down to his belly button. While the slits in the sides bared both of his hip bones and the vast expanse of his thick thighs and lean calves. Two sheer layers covered his ‘undesirable equipment,’ which did nothing to conceal his soft cock and small balls from leering eyes. The back of the garment wasn’t much better. It was constructed to cover his shoulders only to have a cut-out that opened in the middle of his back and down to his ass crack, exposing his lovely dimples -which accented the creamy freckled flesh- at the base of his spine directly above the swell of his ampl

Neal stopped dead in his track when he noticed a group of people surrounding something in front of the medical shop near his clinic. There were police also, searching here and there and asking questions to Mr. Ford, the medical shop owner. Neal walked further to take in the scene before him. There was a expensive car which is now destroyed and its all glasses were shattered. What made him shocked was the man leaned towards the steering wheel. It wasn't a man resting from tiredness. It's a dead body! The man looked about 53, wearing a black suit which is now covered in blood. He was shot in the head. His face covered in blood. Neal shivered and looked away. Violence is not his thing.

He’d been so in his own head, he missed one. “Shoot!” grunted Axel, whose glimpse of hope had him fighting to get to his feet on a bad leg. “Shoot the fucker!” Nico’s hold on Elena tightened. “What you waiting for, damn it! Shoot!” Fingers grazed the trigger. A loud thud echoed from behind the man, and down went the goon, flat on his face, a large red hole spotting the back of his head. Zayne strolled in, stepping over the body in a black long coat and matching briefcase like it was just another Tuesday.

A bullet slicing through the air toward my back. Adrian didn’t hesitate. Not for a heartbeat. He threw himself at me, arms wide, slamming me onto the sand, his entire body covering mine, shielding me. “Bang! Bang! Bang!” Each shot landed, thudding force into his back. His body jolted violently above me. He choked out a groan—warm, metallic blood splattering across my ear, my neck. The heat of it froze me on the spot. It was as if the world muted itself.

Brandon acknowledges the nod, his movements frantic yet purposeful. Just as Brandon applies pressure to my wound, another gunshot rings out. The sound is almost muted by the overwhelming noise of the chaos around us. I watch in horror as Brandon is struck in the chest. The impact is immediate; blood stains his white inner shirt, a stark contrast against the fabric. His mouth spills blood, and his eyes become glassy, a haunting reflection of the suffering I am experiencing.

"NEVER!" Bima roared, his entire body tensing as he ignored the agony in his pinned leg and bitten arm. The Master AI Fitness Freak's eyes, once displaying a smiling icon, now flickered yellow beside Riska, projecting the bullet's velocity data. [Warning! Kevin's 'Protein Shooter' is active! Bullet speed: Mach 1.5! Destructive power: HIGH!] [System Suggestion: Evade or parry! Protein bullets can cause 'Muscle Denaturation' and 'Acute Calorie Crisis'!]

Never. Summoning all the strength within me, I jerked my body away, desperate to make a run for it. But a sharp pain seared through my arm, causing me to gasp in agony. My legs grew weak, and I saw a crimson stain where I had been shot. The pounding of my heart intensified as I stumbled backward, accidentally stepping on a large stone. Before I knew it, I was tumbling down the cliff, my body feeling weightless as if floating. The four men's faces peered down from above the cliff.

Bang! Mosiah’s body, covered in blood, crashed on the ground. The point of impact left a massive crater behind and the cracks further extended outward. “Aaargh!” Under everyone’s horrified gaze, including Gunter, Mosiah groaned in pain. His arm literally exploded into bits and pieces. His body was badly damaged like a boulder hit him right in the chest. Blood spread across his body, resembling a web of cracks on his face and torso. “Mosiah!” Gunter growled loudly.

They were at a good distance, hence, there could not be a chance of hand to hand combat. She cracked her shotgun and fired. ********** ****DISCLAIMER*** The technique of using needles to stop blood flow through particular muscles, rendering the body immobile is a completely made up thing. This is a work of fiction, please do not try any these 'stupid' tricks in real life. They are baseless and false. It is only to give meaning to the story. Thank you all for reading, please don't forget to vote with gems and follow me for my upcoming books.