Date A Bullet Novels & Stories

I awed in amazement, Darren stood in front of me reaching out to collect the bullet. I gave it to him, he tossed it in the air and quickly swiped it from the air. "They're not normal bullets..." he started off. "They're called venom blood one of the most dangerous and the most poisonous bullets in the country, they're made from the venoms of the most poisonous metal on earth." he said while I shook my right hand, he chuckled at my flimsy reaction. "Don't worry their poison is already condensed into the bullet so it's not poisonous now unless you're being shot then count yourself unlucky." he said while I looked closely at the gun. "How come I've never heard of them if they're this popular? "

Luckily, we got chairs this year, last year was harder, we stood for straight hour listening to this deliberately rubbish talks! "And us, Mayans who loves you all, decided to formulate a game now called Date a Liar, its rules are simple. You fall in love, you lose. Taking account to the basic starter of life which is pregnancy and birth, pregnancy resulted from intimate relationship and actions of couples. This is the best solution yet!" She looks so cheerful as if she enjoys explaining how Date a Liar was considered to be created. This is their definition of birth control, I don't know what's the need of throwing people down because they fall in love.

This time, there was no name—just a date. The night of the shooting. Damien’s smile grew sharper. “Oh, Derek… you played your part beautifully.” He placed the photograph down and walked to his desk. A glass case sat atop it—sleek, locked, airtight. He pressed his thumb against the sensor, and it clicked open. Inside lay a single bullet. Silver-cased. Engraved. The first bullet. The one that started everything. He lifted it between his fingers. “This,” he whispered, “is the lie that keeps the truth breathing.”

"Seb, I'll be honest with you. I'm using one of those special bullets. These bullets are custom-made for Warriors by Dramon's top echelons. "Although I'm also a Warrior at Grandmaster level, if I get hit by one of these bullets, I'll die. It doesn't matter which part of my body it hits." Sebastian nodded slightly as he looked at the special bullet he was holding. The bullets were made with a special kind of steel, and there was a deeply poisonous coating on it. If it grazed the skin, it would only take 15 minutes for the wound to end in certain death. "In any case, you'll have to be especially careful. I've spoken to Gavin, too. I told him not to live with you for now so that he can monitor

ZANE: Today is the day I have been dreading, but I know it will eventually come to pass. For the past week, I have tried to hold myself together in the best possible way. It is the worst feeling ever, but being with Kiara eases it. Yet today, I will have to make the most important move that will make or mar my life. While Kiara is in the shower preparing for her birthday dinner, I run my hands along the edges of the tiny piece of argentum bullet I recovered from the incident with Yusuf.

"What's the point of having a lot of guns if we can't shoot them? That's like having a tank with no gun! Or a burger with no bun!" "Jake, we can't just go out shooting whenever we want just because we want to," Ashley said as she took a big case of bullets out of a crate and handed it to Derek, they were 7.62 x 51 mm bullets, which meant that if they hadn't already unloaded it, there was a minigun somewhere in these crates. "But we have a lot of bullets!"

Allen retorted, unamused that he should recommend attempting to pry the knowledge from Chiri. “It does what any bullet does.” Ekral remarked. Unsatisfied by this reply Allen glared at the man still, until he conceded, adding, “Except this one is cursed.” Stepping back from the object, Allen questioned cautiously, “What do you mean?” His smirk widening, Ekral paused for a breath before delivering his answer, “It will never miss. That bullet is only ever destined to hit Chiri Krane.”

Phoenix just shook his head, I saw him fixing the engine of the yacht there and Arrow just snorted and yawned. "Because you're indebted!" "E, no e." The complaint is Bullet. "What are you doing on the ship and not landing? And I won't be given that either." "Why?" Phoenix asked. "I still had a balance of one-fifty 'last time," Bullet scratched his eyebrow. "For what?" "I'm leaving, just fare." Ani Bullet roon. I just listened quietly as I watched the pounding Arlons and the peaceful sky. They told me the yacht will start in a few.

A stick for support was in his hand and some of his bodyguards were beside him. He had a kind and gentle face but his eyes were like steel. He introduced himself as the CEO of the company and extended his hand in greeting. Standing up, I offered to shake his hand. Once his hands touched mine, he looked curious and said, "You have warm hands." I replied, "And you have cool hands." We both laughed and I offered him a seat. He responded, "I had heard a lot about you and was eager to meet you in person." I smiled and replied, "I am glad, so how can I help you?" He replied, "I am Diaz Cartel, CEO of GUNBUL. We manufacture bullets of all types." I raised an eyebrow at him in appreciation and he sm

He jumped off the chair and went over to his dad while I faced the cake. “I got you a gift.” I could hear Chase stomping his feet on the ground and he jumped up and down in excitement. “Is this a bullet?” I raised my head up so fast I thought my neck would fall off. Chase was holdings golden bullet in this hand. Obviously, the bullet from Carlisle's favorite gun. “Yep, since my gun is custom made, my bullets are too. One day, you're going to use that bullet to shoot someone for the first time and I'll be the proudest dad ever.”