Bullet That Can Kill The Past Novels & Stories

To kiss her lips and ravish in the moment he longed for. “It’s a good thing you're not the only test subject.” Patric snickered as the gun went off once more. This time the bullet got past the earth’s pillars and lodged into his collar bone on the right side. This forced him back. Enough bullets in him and it would kill him. “So what kill me get the girl and then what?”

Kurt said, watching as her eyes widened with shock. Quickly Bella strode towards their body, her swollen eyes was making it difficult for her to see properly, quickly she shot the gun at their dead bodies, she knew they were dead but sometimes pain can make you do strange things, such as killing people who were already dead. Kurt strode towards her, watching as she stared at the dead bodies which was slowly diminishing Into air, Bella had shot them with a silver bullet.

CHAPTER ONE HUNDERD FORTY-SEVEN "What a wonderful reunion we have here!" There was a voice, and everyone turned their heads to see Belen Ace holding Alex with a gun pointed at his heart. The gun was designed specifically to kill vampires. A single bullet to the heart. And they are dead. They were all frozen when they saw Alex with Belen. Jamima began to tremble as her gaze was drawn to the gun at his heart. "Now, now, now.... Tell your men to stop fighting or else," he said, pushing his gun against Alex, harder.

Thalyx said as he laughed. "I can't go back to the Beast Nation, and I can't go back to you. It's utterly pointless. Let's elope to the ends of the earth and go to a place where no one can find us. Or how about you die with me? Maybe we can be reborn again after we die. Maybe we can love each other again in our next life." He leaned his head into the crook of my neck, and his icy body made me shudder. Just as his sharp blade was about to touch my chest, I abruptly pushed him away, pulled out the sharp dagger from my sleeve, and stabbed Thalyx in the neck. Blood splattered all over my face, and Thalyx's expression visibly twisted.

He’s holding a flash drive. "I'm killing her, Mia," he says. "Regardless of the cure. Regardless of the trigger." "That's suicide," I hiss, grabbing his arm. "And it murders millions. You said it yourself—if her heart stops, the weapon fires." "I'm already dead inside," Harlan says. His eyes are dead. The fragments—the Boy, the Soldier—they are gone. Only the cold resolution remains. "My mother destroyed me. She made me into a weapon. Now I’m going to be one."

In my past life, on the day I received the pistol my grandfather left me, I got a call from my future self. I followed her every instruction, and it led to the destruction of my family. This time, I thought I had made a completely different, safer choice. "Sienna, listen to me. Lorenzo is going to ask for the gun later. You must not give it to him. He just wants to use it to settle a debt." That chillingly familiar voice blasted through the phone. A shiver ran down my spine, and the Pinot Noir glass in my hand shattered on the floor.

A single bullet… center of her skull. He doesn’t hesitate. Power doesn’t forgive failure. It erases it. Clean and final.

But there’s no way he can outrun a bullet. If she shoots me, he won’t be able to do anything to stop it. And if he steps in front of me, that’ll make me even more of a target. I may not be able to hear Caius’ thoughts, but I’ve been with him long enough to start to understand his line of thinking. “Don’t test me,” she growls. “These bullets will kill the humans on impact. But they’re made of something potent enough to kill you, too.”

“.50 caliber bullet which is only used on anti-material rifles or .50 caliber machine guns. I’d opted out the second.” He reached for the bullet but she stopped him. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. It’s made of silver and wolfsbane. A single touch could send you into a tremendous amount of pain before your muscles paralyzed. And you would slowly die, of course.” “And yet it didn’t harm you.” Mira smiled. “You seriously need to update the file you wrote about me.” She walked to the exit but stopped briefly. “And Dalton, stop going after my acquaintances. You’ll find the shooter on top of the building across your office.”

"Yeah, there’s someone who had some of these bullets, and they sure as fuck worked. These bullets can kill so fast that if you were in wolf form, the body doesn’t even revert to human form. Emmet Garrons produced fucking thousands. I've still not fully managed to account for all fifty thousand. I'm trying to track them down, but you may want to let other packs know, just in case any of them come into contact with them." "There’s been two cases that now seem to make sense." Rayhan said quietly. "Uncle, remember I mentioned it to you, how we were unable to figure out how the rogue that I found near my pack was killed?" "Yeah, that was a couple months back… Luckily, there haven’t been many stor