Bullet Time Novels & Stories

Photos and videos, bringing me up to speed on everything I’ve missed in the past month. I settle down to watch it all. The bullet was ladled with wolfsbane.

The air filled with the deafening roar of gunfire and the sharp scent of cordite. I watched from the safety of a rocky outcropping, my medical mind analyzing the real-time telemetry of the pack through the mate bond. A heavy caliber bullet struck one of the Unbound directly in the shoulder. Instead of tearing through flesh and shattering bone, the round sparked violently against the wolf's osteogenic armor. The bullet flattened and fell into the mud. The wolf barely flinched, spinning around to rip the rifle from the shooter’s hands.

A dangerous look entered his glowing eyes as he raised the gun, pointing it at them. "This is not just any gun, Alisha," Dante said, his voice smooth and cold. "This gun is coated with very fine sand. And guess where the sand is from. The moon. And I know how you vampires hate light. To imagine what happens when a bullet lands on your heart. Maybe I should try it out." Before anyone could move with vampire speed, Dante turned quickly. He picked up the gun and shot. The gunshot was incredibly loud. The silver bullet tore through the air and hit one of the younger cousins right in the leg.

I released the bullet. CRACK. The sound was deafening, a sonic boom trapped between our bodies. The bullet materialized inside the pocket space and tore backward through the void, exiting directly into the leader's chest at point-blank range.The impact was catastrophic. The supersonic round entered his sternum and exited through his spine, carrying enough kinetic force to lift his eight-hundred-pound frame completely off my back.

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Different targets started moving horizontally, making the target a bit more difficult than the still one. I shot my first bullet, hitting my target's head as different images started flashing in my head. I saw images of my daughter and wide as I kept pulling the trigger. Images of Joe when he was bitten by the infected flashed in my head also, making me feel vexed with myself. Images of me escaping from the horde of infected in the compound and the way I almost ran Austin over, flashed in my head as I kept pulling the trigger of the Glock-22 pistol.

"When I apologised for beating him up, he told me about Edward’s plan and we came up with one of our own. We never knew about the gun though." "Oh, God," Lexi gasped. "Was it a real gun? I felt so damn sure it was—" "It was an M9-A1 BB gun," Sam said. "Looks pretty much identical to a real handgun and they said he could have taken your eye out at close range if I didn't... you know..." Sam pulled a face and made a stabbing gesture. "He's going to be okay right?" Lexi asked. "Well... yes... aside from the punctured lung and paranoid schizophrenia." Sam rolled his eyes.

The less attractive lady stopped first and pointed her gun at the tiger, looking through the scope attached to it, but all she saw a blur and it was gone. "Down!!" Slim yelled. It was a single word, a single syllable, but it got the message across. The less attractive lady immediately bent down. *Bang* *pew* *pew* Three bullets rang out. One of the bullets flew just above her, ruffling her hair a little. Less than a second later, *piff* *piff* *piff*

I can see how Gab's hand turned into a ball of fist and his face turning red as if he's about to explode. 'Guess, I hit it right in the bull's eye.' And so to piss him even more, I flashed my sweet smile and face his friends, totally ignoring the fuming Gab. Then I looked at Top. "Aren't you going to introduce the more significant ones aside from the less significant?" I can feel Mark patting back as if that could stop me from being blunt but I didn't even bother looking at my band mates cause I am so enjoying this. I guess people had forgotten that karma is real. And I want to show it to this cheating bastard. It's fun to see that he's already fuming when in fact, we're just getting started

Vampire Hunting was illegal, and the last thing Jo wanted was to end up in jail--again. Her weapon of choice was a modified Glock. It had a built in silencer, and the barrel was elongated so that the velocity of the silver bullets she fired would penetrate Vampire bone and flesh deeper and quicker than anything on the market. These bullets were different, too. Since silver bullets had been outlawed in ’42, just two years after the first Vampire was elected president, she’d relied on a secret black market of former LIGHTS members to get her what she needed. Sometimes the bullets worked; sometimes she had to pull her knife and end things the messy way.