Romans & histoires Bullet That Can Kill The Past

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.

Stefan went back in for me. The fourth time, assassins found us again. He stepped in front of the bullet meant for me and died in my arms. He had been good to me, just not out of love. I knew all of that. I had lived it once already. Going to the church and making a wish would not give us a future that was never meant to exist. Even so, I could not stop the warmth that spread through me anyway. "Okay," I said.

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.

Johnathan said, adding it to the diagram. “Maybe not, if it is like the one, I saw a several years ago, the bullets are magically infused able to penetrate any barrier and kill anything in its path.” “Shit, all this just for a knife.” “Seems a bit much, doesn’t it?” Johnathan asked, agreeing with him. “So, first step is to disable the guns and get around the traps.” Sally said. “I got an idea about that.” Owen said. “Be right back.” He said disappearing. He was back in minutes holding a rifle. “Your idea is to shoot them?” Sally asked. “Yes, but this isn’t a regular rifle. This beauty fires a laser that melts anything in its path.” He answered. “Nice! How do you plan on disabling the magic o

Victor truly couldn't understand how this kind of people think, nor did he want to understand. If a person can't be reasoned with words, then the problem can be settled with fists. This is an eternal truth. No matter how much humanity evolves, it will always remain true. "You seem to be tired of living," Victor said before firing his Rifle Funnel. The bullet hit the Yashan researcher's stomach. He was torn in half by that one shot. What was a regular bullet for Victor's mech was a large-calibre armor-piercing round for an ordinary human.

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.