Bullet Time Novels & Stories

His hand drove Audrey toward the concrete beside the stairs. At the same moment, something flashed in the darkness beyond the door. The shot cracked through the enclosed stairwell. The technician cried out and dropped instinctively as the bullet passed over him and struck the metal frame of the fire door. Sparks and fragments burst outward, the impact ricocheting off the concrete walls until the entire stairwell seemed to ring. For one second, Audrey’s hearing collapsed into pressure. Her shoulders tightened on instinct, but she could not look away from the doorway. Gunfire.

"I am your mother." The boy didn't flinch. His gloved finger smoothly curled around the heavy trigger. "Directive absolute. Eliminate the Sterling bloodline." 'CRACK." The deafening, catastrophic roar of the .50 caliber rifle completely shattered the Arctic silence. The heavy armor-piercing round tore through the blizzard at three thousand feet per second. It didn't hit her chest.

"I don't like the cabin up north! And I don't like being an investment!" I pulled the trigger. BANG. The heavy recoil sent a sharp burst of pain straight up my forearm, but the bullet hit exactly where I wanted it to. It didn't take his head off—I wasn't a trained mafia executioner—but it punched straight through the shoulder of his yellow coat, the force of the round throwing him backward against the iron grille of the transport truck.

The space was small, and once they were inside, there was no room left for me. I moved from cover to cover alone as gunfire swept across the street. Then a stray bullet tore toward me. I shut my eyes, muttering, "This is where it ends." Something slammed into me and threw me sideways. When I opened my eyes, Stefan stood between me and the source of the shot. The bullet had struck his abdomen. Blood soaked through his shirt and ran over his hands. I caught him before he could fall, and I could not stop crying. He lifted a hand and wiped my tears.

Protein bullets can cause 'Muscle Denaturation' and 'Acute Calorie Crisis'! Bima had no time to think. The protein bullet streaked forward, emitting a faint red glow as it zoomed toward him. With the last of his reflexes, fueled by rage and survival instinct, Bima limped to the side. WHUUSSH! The bullet narrowly missed his head, slamming into the tunnel wall behind him with a deafening BLAR! The steel wall dented, a small hole appearing, and from that puncture, white steam smelling of scorched protein billowed out.

The sound of the gunshot was a sharp crack that echoed through the silent, ash-covered forest. Time seemed to slow down. I saw the muzzle flash. I saw the small, lead bullet tear through the air. My heart stopped. My scream was caught in my throat. "NO!" Bryan didn't think. He didn't even breathe. He used every ounce of the blue energy left in his body. He lunged across the snow like a streak of sapphire lightning. He threw his body in front of Elle just as the bullet reached her.

He's gone? The door to the closet suddenly banged and fell, and there I saw the man who I despised the most to. Holding a gun, he pulled the trigger and I felt my eyes widen as my heart began to beat slower. This was what I was anticipating right? To die? To get out of this hell? Then why am I having such regrets? I closed my eyes and waited for the bullet to pierce through me. "Inka" No. Don't. He's playing with you. Close your eyes.

Hate for these people rode them. Then, a bullet hit his leg. The first he'd taken at least, the first he was aware he'd taken. The bullet brought him to his knee and pain shot through his leg all over his body. The wolf thundered in pain and the mountain lion roared too. He would have thought it was poison if he did not know better. If he did not know it to be something worse. Rhodium. These bullets are made of rhodium. Only rhodium can affect him this much, this quick.

The cabin was not far from where we were. The bullets were made of a special kind of material that melts from inside body temperature within a few seconds after the bullet enters the body. They looked similar to the bullets hunters were using . In all this plan where I needed Xavier.He and his family is going to replace the weapons with the fake ones .As for Morgal's weapons dad and I were going to do that honor.

62-mm round with a muzzle velocity of some 700 meters per second, these have cyclic firing rate of 600 rounds per minute! "Ohhh. They are holding huge weapons," Adam said before he blinked. "What the f*ck! Hide!" Adam shouted and they both stepped backward and hid behind opposite walls. "Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!" When bullets cracked as they flew by, Brett and Adam covered their ears! Multiple gunfire was too loud, especially for werewolves like them. There's tunnel vision around and the time seemed to slow down when they saw bullets flying by their sides! "Sair! Seu pedaço de merda! (come out! You piece of sh*t!)" their enemies shouted while firing their weapons.