Buy A Bullet Novels & Stories

When he asked what customised gun she wanted, Sasha’s happiness plummeted. “Honestly, I’m restrained by credits and materials. The gargoyle nails were recently acquired, and I don’t make it a habit to keep crafting materials because I’m not a crafter. I’ll get any gun you can make to load these bullets.” Ben inspected the golden bullets and whistled. Although he had never met this boss, he knew the monster that made those bullets. It was a bullet with powerful penetration abilities. The machine gun mushroom boss was a secret boss that only a few players knew about. Zen wasn’t lying when he said he had strong friends.

Sean asked as he reached into his jacket pocket to collect something and put it on the desk. Shadow lowered her gaze and glanced at the metal object on the desk. The steel of the bullet shone under the sunlight that penetrated between the glass window. Shadow recognized the bullet at first glance. “10mm Auto, likely came from a Glock,” Shadow remarked as she turned away and disappeared under the table. “I sure as hell don’t deal with Glocks and nor do my men, I highly doubt that the guns were supplied from anyone within Overlord Town or Fire Corp unless they were nearly an overseas investment.”

"Freddie, please pull that trigger already." "You're such a big baby." He rolled his eyes. He didn't feel like doing it but he wasn't going to ruin her mood. "Thank you, sweetheart." She kissed his cheek and it made heat rise up in his body and lifted his mood. "Each bullet costs 5USD." She informed them, knowing fully well that they were Americans and not from this country so she said the amount in their country's currency. "That's fine. Give me seven bullets." He smirked confidently.

Linda Screamed “Nobody can tell me what we can do?” “We can still trace where the bullet we got from the Paul’s murder site” “Oh, I forget about that, we can do that, do you know any shops that sells a bullet like that? Linda asked “We have checked the shops that sells that type of bullets and narrowed it down to five in various locations in Abuja” “Let’s start from the closest location”

We arrived back at the large mansion with a few more boxes of silver bullets and the weapon I was to wear. Rem had decided it was a good idea to equip himself with a Hunter’s gun, one that would be much quieter to shoot than any normal gun. He hoped he wouldn’t need to use it or the silver bullets, but he erred on the side of caution.

click. The sound of the empty chambers echoed in the vast factory, a countdown to death. Then, I threw the gun at Isabella's feet. "Your turn," I said, my voice devoid of heat. "Six chambers. Three bullets. Let's make it fair." "No! Dante! Please!" Isabella completely broke down, collapsing to her knees, snot and tears streaming down her face. "I was wrong! I was so wrong! Don't..." "Pick it up." My voice was devoid of any warmth. "Or I'll make your father, your brother, every man in your family, play along with you."

he yelled as he clutched his arm, a steady stream of blood oozing from the wound. I looked at my hands and realized I had shot him. I held the gun in my hand, my heart raced with fear and anxiety. Suddenly, everything went blurry and my grip faltered. The gun slipped from my fingers and crashed onto the ground with a deafening sound. I was frozen in place, unable to process the gravity of what had just happened. Tears flooded my eyes and my body shook with uncontrollable tremors. "Did I just shoot someone?" This sudden realization hit me like a ton of bricks and before I knew it, my heart was racing and I was struggling to catch my breath. It felt like a full-blown panic attack and I didn't

SB took out a small black box containing bullets with the initials D and handed it to the shop owner. "This bullet is made by you, right?" "I know you are the only one trusted by the Mafia Bosses in the Black Market to make bullets for them with the initials, Spencer." That older man named Spencer looked at SB and corrected the glasses hanging at his nose. "Because you already know my name, I will not exchange pleasantries with you young man." "This bullet is made by me." "But, I can not tell you the identity of my customer." Spencer handed the bullet back to SB.

Tyler was puzzled, and Liora looked at Axel curiously. Axel stared at the ceiling in exhaustion. "The model of this bullet is widely available from various sellers." "In theory, there shouldn't be too many bullets of the same model during the production of each batch," Tyler commented. Axel covered his eyes with his arms. "I have underestimated the carefulness of individuals on the dark web. They might intentionally distribute a shipment of goods to various sellers on purpose." Tyler frowned. "In other words, our effort in investigating this is futile?" "Yes. In addition, there are buyers… It's impossible, Ty."

Thanks to my vision, I could easily see the silver bullet coming toward me and I leaned down. Damn it! This man surely hated me with everything in him. I grinned widely, teasing him after knowing that all the six bullets of his gun got wasted. “Now what will you do?” He too gave me an evil smile before speaking, “I have another one as well.” ‘Oh no! I’m so dead.’ I looked around and found a few guards had arrived there, holding silver chains in their hands. I knew that I had to attack them along with saving myself from silver. I so much wanted to convert into a wolf and charge at them but I had no idea how to convert into a wolf.