Demon Slayer Gun Guy Novels & Stories

The tall man gritted his teeth and lowered the gun toward Caspian's leg. The others remained still, still aiming their guns at Caspian. If he made any move, they'd pull the trigger without hesitation. However, they had yet to realize that standing in front of them was none other than the Diatoranian God of War! The moment the tall foreigner pulled the trigger, a sudden glint of cold light flashed. A whooshing could be heard! It was followed by the tall man's screams. His hands had been pricked by silver needles. His entire hand throbbed with excruciating pain, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Willa wasn't able to stay in one place so she ran around from place to place, occasionally saying hi to us with her high energy. "I'm Samael." The demon in front of me said to the girl behind me. "I'm going to stab you if you continue talking." Fay behind me responded to the demon in front of me. The demon in question literally lit up with that answer. "Do you have a knife on you?" Samael asked with gleeful eyes. I sighed deeply. Adrian was behind Samael with a smirk on his face. "Perhaps. Want to be cut?" Fay answered. I heard the laugh in her tone. I turned around to her with my hands up in the air. "Can I choose the body part that you're cutting?" Samael responded.

“What is that weapon in your hand?” Andrius saw that the attack was effective and sneered. “This blade is called the Nine-Curved Demonslayer. It’s especially used to deal with demonic cultivators like you. By the way, I got this sword from someone called Wilson Cox.” Wilson Cox! Elder Salo was struck by those words. “It really was you! You were the one who killed the Young Master!” After a brief period of astonishment was boundless anger. He stared at Andrius, his eyes spewing fire. “Boy, just surrender!”

GUNNAR I rose to my feet, thin black dart pressed between my thumb and index finger. A card spade symbol had been stamped along the length of the dart in white ink. It didn't take a genius to figure out who these darts belonged to. I looked down at the guard's body at my feet, releasing a growl of frustration. Fucking morons. Each one of them that was hit tonight was a bunch of morons that I apparently paid to wear a suit, stand around, and look pretty.

He was holding one of the 7 deadly weapons - Gallows Dodger of the sin of pride . It was a heavily decorated talking double-barrelled revolver. This weapon had an "Over Kill" mode activated by killing enemies, where bullets were turned into weapons, significantly increasing damage!!!!! ---------------------

The man’s body jerked back, and fiddling with his gun, I could see him trying to aim it at my mate before Dante broke his lower back, making his body drop. I searched the man’s pockets, the one that I killed, and smiled when I found a gun and a few spare bullets. I looked at my mate for a second before aiming the gun at the man whose eyes widened in surprise despite the weird angle he’s laying in. “How many men are there?” Dante asked, glaring at him. Smirking at the gun’s sight as it was aimed at the man’s head.

Drake stated, which made the prince stumble and be shocked. He aimed the gun toward Drake, but Emily controlled it and let it seek the prince. He was trembling, afraid and anxious. “A-Alpha...” Y-you’re just nothing! “He growled. Drake laughed devilishly, and suddenly, his eyes turned blood red—the devil’s eye. “Touch my son; aim a gun; you’ll see hell; meet my demon and die mercilessly.”

I like having a grand entrance. "What's new?" I said reluctantly and leaned back in the chair. "The guns," he reminded me of something I almost forgot, I am the death dealers' leader of this faction. I hate it when my guns leave my body. It's my other half. I'm sorry babies. I pursed my lips as I took my two Beretta 93R. Contains silver bullets with ultraviolet ammunition which can be used for both vampires and lycans. This is my favorite weapon for being fair.

He was a scrawny man with large glasses and his eyes practically bugging out of his head. “Joseph?” Carter said on the other end of the line when I abruptly stopped talking. “What’s going on? Are you okay?” I was seeing fucking red. Who the hell was this guy and why was he breaking into Tessa’s apartment? Then I saw the glimmer of silver in his hands and realized it was a gun. I wanted to laugh because normal human guns don’t injure vampires and this guy reeked of human. He lifted the gun just as I gritted my teeth and lunged at him.

"We are exceptional warriors. In today's world, the only thing that could kill us would be a bullet to the brain. That would not allow us to have the capacity to shift, so we would die of the wound." Liv scrubbed her hands up and down her face. "I think I need a drink." Brodi was out of his chair in an instant. "Of course, Elskling. What would you like? We have tea, juice, coffee…" "Whisky," she answered flatly. Brodi cocked a brow in surprise. "Coming right up!"