Bullet Souls Novels & Stories

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.

​They were glowing. ​The black veins on their wrists were pulsing with a brilliant, golden light that pushed back the green shadows. Sula was standing in the center of the crowd, her spear held high, the solar glass tip burning like a miniature sun. The emerald glass crawled toward her feet and then shattered, unable to cross the circle of the nomads’ natural heat.

Slowly her entire body shivered as if someone was trying to enter inside her soul. She struggled and squatted down while we watched her. Our feet were numb as we couldn't even move. We stood there watching her suffering when the echo of laughter stirred our hearts. Bell laughed at us and mocked, "Come on! Both of you were scared like children. It wasn't that scary." I heaved a sigh of relief, and we both stared at her like we would kill her anytime. Anna shot glares at her and scolded in a pissed voice. "Bell, it's not funny. We're in the mouth of death. This place is scary already. Don't crack jokes here!"

"Where is Zain?" Trainor fired, the bullet flying straight at Megan. But she didn't flinch, didn't even blink. The bullet hit her, but it didn't seem to have any effect. She just kept laughing, her eyes gleaming with a fierce inner light. Trainor's eyes widened in shock as he realized that the bullets weren't working. He fired again and again, but Megan just kept coming, her laughter growing louder and more manic. The military and police vans arrived, surrounding the area and opening fire. The sound of gunfire was deafening, the smell of smoke and blood filling the air.

I ask, but she touches me on the head and my vision swirls, sinking me back into the darkness. Ares Pov It had been 3 hours since Bella had been out of surgery, but she has still not awoken. According to the doctors, it isn't silver making her weak. The bullet was coated in a rare tree called white oak that was burned to ashes and coated in the bullet. It is said to be the only thing that can fully kill an elemental. Thank goddess, it only pierced her stomach and went straight through. Kyle, Sam, my brothers, and I are all sitting around her. Her face looks so peaceful, almost inhuman. She is truly beautiful. I feel someone linking my brothers and me.

"Somebody, please help!" But the street remained eerily silent, save for the distant hum of traffic. The world around me felt surreal, like I was trapped in a nightmare I couldn’t wake from. My trembling hands reached for her pulse, but I already knew. The light in her eyes was gone. A sob tore from my throat, raw and uncontrollable. I looked back at Noah, silently pleading for him to move, to react, to feel. But he didn’t. He just stood there, as cold and detached as ever.