Creep Shot นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Jess reached into her boot and aimed directly at Jedd. BANG. The shot echoed of the ridge and time stopped. Jedd turned towards Jess with blood coming out of his mouth. “I gotcha girl. Forever.” He coughed. BANG. She shot him again and he fell to his knees. She walked up to him with tears cleaning their way down her cheek. BANG. Jed’s body hit the ground with a thud. BANG. BANG. Click. Click. Jay crawled over to her and put a hand up to pull hers down. She let herself crumble onto the ground and she sobbed for a second. She looked over at her bloody friend and instinct or adrenaline kicked in. “I will be right back.”

Cyrus fired shot after shot. In a single breath, he had already taken down more than a dozen people. Have you ever played that childhood game where you toss pebbles at tadpoles? In spring, shallow streams fill with them, tiny black dots swarming through the water. One thrown stone sends them scattering in every direction, seized by panic. That was exactly how it felt to Cyrus. He chose a target standing at the center of a crowd, squeezed the trigger, and watched the rest scatter at once, frightened tadpoles fleeing for cover.

Joseph whispered, gesturing toward a side path partially obscured by overgrown bushes. The group moved carefully, their breaths shallow as they crept past the zombies. Favour tripped on a loose stone, the sound causing one of the creatures to turn its head. Joseph froze, his hand tightening on his pistol. The zombie let out a low groan, its milky eyes locking onto them. Favour’s breath hitched. “Don’t shoot. Don’t—” Joseph took aim. “We don’t have a choice.” He squeezed the trigger, and the shot echoed through the air like a thunderclap. The zombie crumpled to the ground, but the sound attracted more.

It traps the creep behind me against the wall and I leverage his grip to kick off the ground and connect with the clown in front of me on the chin, I know I’ve got him at just the right angle when there is a loud snap of his neck and his head tips back at an unnatural angle, his body follows to the ground with a hard thud. I hear the worried cry of disbelief from behind me, watch as the other two now truly freeze baffled at what they have gotten themselves into. As my feet land on the ground I fold forward gripping the arms of the creep behind me flipping him forward and over my head, he lands hard on the ground before me, I pause and grin for effect looking at the two fuckers in front of me

The shadow lurked in the shrubbery, trying to stay hidden from its pursuers, laying low on the ground as its blue eyes were looking at the people—bad, dirty humans—who were trying to catch it beforehand. The sound of heavy footsteps echoed through the forest as the dried leaves were crushed underneath their boots. The poachers were turning their heads here and there, wanting to make sure that they were not missing any spot that the sable, furry wolf could not be hiding away from them. Their leader harrumphed loudly as he stomped his foot on the ground. “Anything? Anything at all?” he asked his crew—the very people that he trusted to bring the big, black wolf to his feet as he paid them to do

“Don’t worry Evan, this will get back to you soon enough. You’ll get to respond to everything. Okay, I tried calling the other locations called Helencia, and I either received no response because the locations didn’t understand what I was talking about, or the phone numbers no longer worked. This means if we travel through the other realm. We don’t know if we can safely leave through the other portals. In an effort to keep up with our changing needs, I’ve ordered packs for us with simple survival gear that should work in the other realm without too much interference from magic. Now onto the library research, we’ve got our hands full. The deaths appear to happen in cycles. Each death is diffe

But now there was a werewolf staring directly into his eyes. He'll probably start questioning Russell's assertions as to the true nature of Lycanthropes. Creed grabbed Russell by the neck and slammed his face on the desk, bruising Russell's face with his razor sharp fingers, Russell squealed as Creed added more pain to aggravate his suffering. Russell struggled to get free and attempted stabbing Creed with a pocket knife, Creed saw it immediately and averted the assault. Out of nowhere Vince Lee the Samoan fired two shots in the air. Before he started to shoot sporadically. I noticed that it was a revolver gun, which could hold a maximum of 7 rounds of ammunition.

I watched as one eye flew out and the skin of one side of the face slid off. ‎I watched as Kael crouched over someone's head and began carving with a knife, laughing to himself and showcasing a Veil as if it was a pot to be spat into. ‎I watched as Kiean cocked a gun and shot in between Gary's fingers. The body fell with a gut wrenching scream but the shot came again, and again and again and again and again. I couldn't count how many times Kiean shot at him but with every shot, my body trembled and hitched on it's own.

Brady gasped quietly before the sound of the ravenous shutter drowned him out. “Yes!” he laughed, staring at the back of the camera to review the shots. “Shit, you are creepy! I love it.” He turned the screen to her. She barely recognized her contorted and blood-stained face. Her creased forehead drew up her brows to show the whites of her eyes in full, panicked flare. Her grimace drew awful lines in the blood trailing her chin. She looked maniacal, frantic, possessed.