Bullet Trash Can Novels & Stories

>When Liam was done eating, he also picked his phone without a word, and Scarlett followed him quietly. class="StyledElement___StyledDiv-sc-2e063k-0 fIRhWq slate-p" data-slate-node="element">HARRISON HIGH class="StyledElement___StyledDiv-sc-2e063k-0 fIRhWq slate-p" data-slate-node="element">Olivia walked to her locker and her eyes landed on a piece of note pasted on the locker, "BITCH." She rolled her eyes, deciding to ignore it. She could hear the sneers of the students. Couldn't they just mind their business?

It was probably because of the wolf’s bane. Tyrone took it out and a liquid came out from it. It burns in his hand. There were five of them in the car and the youngest, Marc, took out a handkerchief and took it from Tyrone as he slid it in his pocket. “What is this new bullet that they made?” Terrence mumbled. Suddenly, a loud siren echoed as they fired again one last time and they quickly got into their car. Brett held on to Reid who started losing consciousness.

I asked shyly "No." he answered "Our bullets are advanced technology made in our secret lab. They electrify the body when made in contact but those don't kill. There are ones made to paralyze and there are ones used in war to temporarily shut down the body and one that instantly erases memory. The mafias now are not into bloodshed but there are a few who do use real bullets." I was relieved that they weren't into bloodshed.

When it exploded the silver nitrate burned holes into their skin forcing them to shift. John and Blake shot a wolfsbane bullet and a silver nitrate bullet killing them where they stood. Jamal took a knife and slit their throat. You could see the silver eating away at their flesh. "Damn, the Slasher Pack gunsmith is the truth. He weaponized some dangerous items," Jamal acknowledged. "You can say that again," John agreed. Burning the bodies and putting them in an unmarked grave, sprinkling lye on them to hide the odor. Going back through the woods the way we came, I spot Levi sitting on the hood of his car.

The bullet hit the steel shelving behind Damien. “Jesus!” Damien cried as he wiggled his arms frantically. She ducked behind a small steel container that wasn’t far. Carter fired off a shot. It bounced off the container. “You killed my cousin, you fuckin’ bitch!” She knew he would be upset about it, but she thought she would be able to cap him in the shoulder before he could do anything about it. “FBI! Drop the weapon, Carter!” a man yelled. Alec. Lana peeked out from behind the container.

Just at that moment when they fully crashed against another pack of zombies, the car was heavily damaged and took a huge hit at the front resulting to the car engine being destroyed by the impact. “Tsk.” Stanley angrily punched the steering wheel and immediately took off his seat belt. Byul held his head, dizzy and as the blood flowed into his eyes. He quickly recover his sense and held the gun tight in his hand. The growling and scratching immediately reached his ears and it hasn’t been long till the zombies were already banging on every side of the car, impatiently clawing the glass to have their meal. Stanley took possession of the gun and looked at Byul with a meaningful glance. Byul cle

I took another deep breath, trying to keep my anger under control. Bullet was very well known for taking the most innocent girls and breaking them, turning them into nothing, breaking them, and then discarding them like garbage. He took so much pleasure in destroying these young women and then bragged about it for all the world to know. Everyone knew the type of monster Bullet was, being just as cruel and powerful. He had many allies who benefitted from all the kinds of so-called business he was involved in. How else would they get to have sex with young girls who looked like dolls if it wasn’t for him? I would probably get into serious trouble, but I couldn’t allow Bullet to get close to V

she smiled, as Alec excitedly took the various bullets Gabriel had given him and put them in the pocket of the overalls he was wearing. "Don't worry! I won’t tell anyone!” Alec promised, with a huge smile “Have fun at your slumber party! And thanks for the bullets!” He waved happily at Gabriel, before running off towards the mansion, clearly unable to wait to eat his candy away from the eyes of any adult who might tell him not to eat it all at once. “That was almost… A disaster.” Andy sighed, letting his head fall on Gabriel's shoulder. "Thank God, you had a lot of candy in your pockets today..."

Hudson whispered as he pulled the big man out of his seat. Jake was on his feet, firing shots into Buzzer’s men as they reacted to the new threat. Screams rang out and people ran for cover. Buzzer pulled a gun from the back of his jeans and Jake’s hand fisted the grip of the pistol, hitting Buzzer on the jaw. The man stumbled backwards and Jake grinned as he emptied the clip into Buzzer’s chest. “I prefer this deal,” Jake said as blood bubbled in Buzzer’s mouth and the light left his eyes. He glanced around, counting his men and nodding his head. His gun went back in its holster and together they all walked outside. The Dead Dogs would stay dead.

Not healing. That bullet must have been made of silver. Someone had just tried to kill me.