Bullet Souls Novels & Stories

Eventually, the two halves will become whole… with a single intimate act. Based on a nosey young girl’s questions on the matter, it was found that soulmates could feel each other when in the same vicinity. A beacon, of sorts. This beacon draws them closer until they find each other. This pulsating warmth, that thumps relentlessly in the chest of the pairs,… is an encouraging nudge to follow the bond to their destined mate. This is often used to draw two souls together across distance, but it does not dim after this initial meeting. It grows stronger until one half of the pair can find the other half—no matter where they are. Although this warmth is able to be ignored, the loss of warmth leav

I think inwardly, silently watching and waiting to see what my little mate was involved in, but for some reason, I just can’t pinpoint her as someone who would be so involved in my world. She was stripping at that club. The small voice in the back of my head says. Reminding me that the place we first met was frequented by the lowest of low. Hell, my being there was a perfect example of that, but even then, something wasn’t sitting right. “These bullets,” the man announces before I can think too hard on it. “Are special grade and can be filled with whatever you desire, and once the needles are released, it will immediately inject your enemy with it.”

Dino unbuckled his seatbelt, reaching for the handgun in his holster. He glanced at Elena. “Stay down.” She didn’t argue. The first car behind them lurched forward—trying to ram them from behind. The impact jolted the SUV. Dino twisted, aiming out the back window. Bang! Bang! The windshield of the trailing vehicle was shattered by his bullets. The driver swerved, losing control. The car crashed into a streetlight. One down. But the second car was still there. A Deadly Trap The driver took another sharp turn, barreling down an empty street.

They weren't alone in this, they had the most powerful freaking mafia in LA helping them. "Wait, how do they know about the Bullet Agency?" Eden asked. "Every criminal knows about the Bullet Agency. This place is home to many criminals, Eden." Malakai said and Eden wasn't surprised anymore at this point.

He was still trying to hold up on his own end, but an arrow was sticking from his shoulder, and Jonas was preventing him from removing it. She could also see the glow of a silver bullet where it was lodged in his stomach. Little wonder he was so weak. All of a sudden, she began to feel really lightheaded, and that was when she realized that one of the attackers was blowing a sort of very dark purplish powder into the air. Wolfsbane powder! Sophia quickly slammed her palm over her nose and dragged herself back into the melee to search for her mother once again.

I didn’t slow down. “Get down!” I barked. Alessio ducked, but he was already reaching for the glove box — pulling out the spare pistol I kept there. Another round came through the rear windshield. This one didn’t miss. It hit me square in the back of the head. Everything went white. Then black. I heard Alessio scream my name one last time before the world tilted and went silent. --- When I opened my eyes again, the world was too bright and too loud.

Parts of him began to turn into ash with every attack, but before the last strike, the man dodged instead of attacking, David was confused, but soon the answer came. He got hit by a skeleton traveling at roughly 80 km/hr. His upper half got brutally separated from his bottom half just before the whole body turned into ash. His soul tried to remain in touch with the bones, as he forcefully possessed the body. [You have used Possession under the pressure of a space channel] [Possesion will end when the pressure from space channel loosens] A pale blue flame erupted from the chest of the skeleton, and two little embers lighted up in his eye sockets, he showed his middle finger towards the shocke

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.

He bit his bottom lip, then slowly looked at the place behind me. “I’ve never done it to someone who is already dead” he muttered “m-my others were killed by one of yours. I need them.” “I’ll help you” I smiled to him “Soul Stealers have to stick together, remember?” Tears ran down Cosmo’s face before his face split into a smile. His wide eyes blindly surveyed the death dangling above him as he deeply inhaled the toxic gas, a cloud of it wafting out his nostrils when he exhaled. He held his arms out wide as he walked amongst the bodies around him, dripping his virus onto their dissolved remains.

In the pitch-black morgue of St. Jude, the heavy doors groaned and gave way under Lucas’s frantic assault. The impact echoed through the cavernous basement like a funeral bell. The scent of formalin was suffocating, thick enough to coat the back of the throat with a bitter, metallic film. Sophia gripped the cold steel of the handgun, her knuckles white from the intensity of her hold. The weapon felt unnaturally heavy, a leaden anchor in a world that had suddenly lost its gravity.