Bullet To The Heart Novels & Stories

“Is my father okay?” Torren’s eyes locked on mine, thick with regret. “We made a mistake,” he said, his voice hushed. “The bullet was not only made of lead, but it was positively like a lead, a poisonous one. It’s moving through his body now, toward his heart. We have to stop it, or he’s not going to make it.”

“Are you hurt? Did anything happen to you?” “No. I am fine. We need to get you to the hospital, Xavier.” I leaned forward and picked up the bullet that had shot out of his body. “You got shot around the heart. The bullet probably missed your heart by half an inch. But we need to confirm if everything is okay.”

"I'm sorry. I know how much it hurts to be lied to so I'll make it up to you" I didn't say anything but watch her. I guess it wasn't her fault. If anything she helped me find Mom. She was just hurting like I was too. "I'll give you space to think about if you hate me or not, and-" "Since you are so good at finding out things, would you help me find the person who tried to kill my mom and me?" Her lips spread into a smile. "How could I not?" I made to step forward when I noticed a red dot on her chest. My eyes widened but before I could warn her, a shot was fired and she dropped to her knees.

“Jayden is critical right now. He’s lost a lot of blood. We performed emergency surgery to remove the bullet. He coded twice on the table, but we were able to stabilize him. But if there’d been a third time, we’d have lost him.” The words hit me like a punch to the gut. Judy gasps, her hand flying to her mouth. Dr. Green continues, “The bullet lodged up behind his heart, luckily. The angle he was on saved him but there’s extensive lung and artery damage” “Is he... is he going to get through this?” I manage to ask, my voice trembling.

He walked out of the room then, slamming the door after him. Ava breathed out, her breath was leaving in pants and she placed her hand on her chest to calm her fast beating heart, if anyone had told her she would survive that intense moment, she would never have believed it. She ran a quick check on her body to see if the bullet had penetrated her without her hearing the sound or actually feeling the pain, but she was perfectly fine but her heart was still beating like a thousand drums and her breathing was still heavy. She licked her chapped lips, she had been drained of blood in those seconds that her heart was finally pumping new ones and circulating it through her.

If this was the end, he was taking Vincent with him. Moving with quiet precision, Bullet slipped from behind the desk, his gun already raised. His finger curled around the trigger, aiming directly at Vincent’s heart. A deafening bang rang out. Bullet gasped, his body jerking violently as pain tore through his shoulder. The gun flew from his grasp, clattering uselessly to the ground. He staggered, his legs nearly giving out beneath him. Bianchi stood a few feet away, gun still smoking, a satisfied smirk pulling at his lips. His dark eyes gleamed with pure malice.

I said, my heart racing as I prepped the equipment. Guinevere accessed him. "The bullets must have penetrated his heart. We need to perform surgery to have them removed." She was right. Without the surgery to remove the bullets, my powers won't work on him. I couldn't siphon physical things. So, there was no way he'd heal if I tried to siphon the pain away while the bullets were still physically stuck in his heart. My hands shook as we rushed him to the surgical ward. Kael was waiting outside and came to us.

Bastian knew that this type of bullet was to kill the target in one shot because of its speed and sharpness, which could tear the internal organs of the body. Klang The sound of the bullet being stored in a sterile container At that moment, more blood came out. There was a real haemorrhage. "The blood keeps coming out; it's already 600 cc," Nichol said. "It's 800 cc again." Bastian was really trying hard to concentrate, even though he was really scared. His hands were shaking. Seeing the damage and the uncontrollable bleeding made Bastian even more frightened. "His heart rate is getting weaker," Aline said.

"Well, I do mind. The only person I want to see right now is Steven. What the hell happened to him?" "He was shot as he got off his vehicle right in front of the BLUES, they called the ambulance." "By whom?" "The shooter I heard, has been apprehended. But that is not important right now." "What do you mean?" David asked, finally sitting down. "Steven received a direct hit to the chest which caused a cardiac injury after the gunshot, the bullet penetrated so deep, I suppose whoever did that had the intentions of taking him out once." The good doctor met David's eyes to be certain he was following. "A patient shot in the heart usually does not live long enough to benefit from any type of thera

Dymion, caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, had no time to react as the bullet struck him, piercing his armor and striking at the dark heart within. He wasn’t expecting her to pull the trigger, that’s why he didn’t see it coming. He thought she would give me the weapon and let me shoot him. The switch would have allowed him to snatch the weapon or even destroy it. But she shot him instead, and she got him in the perfect spot, his dark, bitter heart.