Bulletbarry Face Novels & Stories

Edward sharpened his gaze and fired at Barron without hesitation! The bullet went through Barron's chest, everyone was shocked. Barron's eyes widened in shock, like a cartoon, he looked at the wound in his chest that was leaking blood and his whole body convulsed. His red eyes looked directly at Edward; he was angry beyond words. "You, you dared to attack me! Men... "Edward fired another round at him without blinking. This time, Barron's face could no longer be described with the word shocked or angry, yet what could he do to keep his blood from escaping his body?

The man chuckled and said, "The name’s Barryl. What brings you two down here all the way from Novemton? Are you here to offer me that girl next to you?" The man named Barryl gestured toward Adrian, who replied, "You want her?" Barryl instantly frowned and threw aside the peanuts in his hand. He said furiously, "You dare speak to me in that tone? Don't you know you're currently in a place out of the government's reach? Nobody would be the wiser if I killed you Novemtoners right here." Barryl pointed at Adrian. Based on his expression, he was issuing a challenge to Adrian. The other men snickered as though understanding how everything was going to play out.

“All of us? It's been a long time since we've all traveled together.” Gunther rolls his eyes. “It's not a vacation, you idiot.” “By the way, why is your face like shit?” Karl points to Gunther's face with one hand. Gunther smiles. “I started a bar fight.” “Why?” Hans frowns. “Because it's funny”

I cleaned all the blood on his body, trying hard to stay focused since this was the second time I'd be seeing his body in the space of hours. “What happened?” I asked, wondering why his wounds wouldn't heal voluntarily. “Was it my advice that put you in this situation?” “No.” He chuckled, looking up at me as I stitched his body. His face got closer to mine, and it got several times harder to concentrate. I could feel my chest tighten as I swallowed hard. “What happened then?” I inquired, feeling very concerned. “I fought the faceless Luna.” He said, and my eyes widened. I don't know who that is, but she sounds scary.

She looks at me and nods as she slides inside the car, I shut the door and hit the top of the roof. I turn and walk back into the bar and straight to the bathroom, wash the blood off my face and hands and fluff my hair, I give my reflection a wink in the mirror and walk out. I sit at the bar, crossing my legs as I look around, the bartender places a shot of a clear liquid in front of me, "the guy at the end of the bar sent this to you," he tilts his head back and I look around him.

she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper. Barry punched the bench top and relished the bite of pain. He ran his hands through his hair and tugged at it, closing his eyes while he tried to find his calm. His anger mixed with all the hurt he had buried because of this woman and it made a volatile brew. He’d really like to wring Adam’s scrawny fucking neck for laying a hand on a woman, any woman.

I kept my eyes on my plate and focused on eating. For a while, the conversation flowed easily around me. Mr. Hartley talked about work. My mom shared a funny story from her day . Mrs. Hartley laughed at almost everything. It almost felt normal. Almost. Then I felt it. Leon was looking at me. I glanced up. He was already watching. A strange smile played on his lips. "Don't forget." My fork froze halfway to my mouth. Across the table, Mrs. Caster's brows furrowed. "Forget what?"

“In return, may I know your full name?” I pursed my lips. “Barbara.” Justin waved his hand in front of my face. “That's only the first name. Incomplete!” I hold back the feeling of wanting to scratch his face. I said with teeth bluffing, “Barbara Alexander.” Someone cleared his throat. I lowered my arms and turned around. The wolf boy who was still grinning looked at me. His gaze fell towards Justin. “Get a date, Bro?” Justin snorted. I stared at the wolf-shifter boy with a disgusted expression.

Barzel was stunned. The two of them then dragged Barnett back into the room. Under the bright light, the flesh on Barnett’s face rolled up exaggeratedly. In his right eye socket, there was a thick, translucent liquid flowing from the corner of his eye to his ear. It was very sticky, the skin and flesh inside the torn face was very horrifying in the blood, and blood kept flowing. On his face where his nose had completely exploded, blood flowed freely, forming a sharp contrast with the intact parts of his body. The few of them were watching, and the five-minute countdown on the monitor began once again.

He was good at acting, that’s for sure. “FUCK THAT!” Barron hit Lium with the end of the gun through his face. Lium groaned and his nose started to bleed but honestly, it was nothing to him. Barron was totally caught up with his acting and provoked.