Demon Slayer Gun Guy Novels & Stories

Even in the dim light, there was no mistaking the dangerous aura radiating from him—an Alpha's fury in its purest form. "Who the fuck are you?" Yellow Teeth stammered, momentarily startled by the intrusion. Scar Face rose from my body, turning toward the door with a snarl. "Who's interrupting my fun? You must have a death wish!" The man stepped forward, still shrouded in shadow. I couldn't make out his features clearly. What I could see clearly, however, was the Silver Bullet Gun in his hand, leveled directly at Scar Face. Before anyone could react—BANG!

"Screw this." I looked over at Burney, horrified to see him running at Stan. He threw his weight into the Taken's back, knocking him forward. Stan shrieked from the surprise attack and Mike grunted, landing pinned beneath the Taken Scorcher. I turned from the three man pile and reefed the gun free of Ronnie's stiff fingers. "Burney!" He'd separated himself from the other two and was standing over them, poised to strike with Stan's makeshift stake. "You can't kill him that way," I yelled, throwing him the gun, "It'll send the shade bolting to someone else!"

King Oannes - Mermaid Fish Demon - Spiritual Demon Lv 8 Bronze - An old man with a beard and human body but has legs like a fish 8. Gin and Gun: 2 twin demons - King Oannes' confidant - handsome face and large build - Spiritual Demon Bronze Level 1.

Jaguar said, emphasizing on the word bride "What?, you're not doing as instructed?" He glanced at them furiously, he grabbed the gun from the nearest guy and shot him dead, this guns are not ordinary, they're meant to kill vampires, and immediately the bullet pierced the guy's succulent flesh, it burned him like the sun would and he turned to ashes, the rest bowed their heads and greeted Ava quickly. "You're sick, this is so unbelievable, wait so this means you're Jaguar?" Ava said, touching her chest.

My knees barely held me up as they guided me toward Damon. He smiled as if this was a game, then shoved the cold metal into my trembling hand, curling my fingers around the grip. “This gun has a silver bullet,” he said. “One shot. That’s all it takes.” His voice was calm, like he was explaining how to use a lighter. My heart slammed against my ribs. My fingers tightened around the weapon. Elias took a step back, then another. “Alpha, please!” he begged now, sweat dripping down his temple. “She’s just a courtesan! You’re going to let her kill a council member?!”

Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss. She moved the gun slightly once more to the right while maintaining the crisscross mark on his head before she squeezed the trigger. A second passed before the man dropped like a log, which prompted his men to instinctively draw out pistols from their inner jackets as they scanned the area for where the bullet came from. Kimberly immediately returned the gun and leather gloves into her suitcase before making her way out of the building through the emerge

Diego nodded excitedly, "GJ. Do you know what that means?" Shin shrugged, not understanding. "It's the brand name of the manufacturing company. Damn it, how am I supposed to know what it is? You're ... the staff who supplies the weaponry." Diego smiled widely, "GJ. Gardner, James. James Gardner. Your gun was made by James, senior." Shin was silent, seemingly trying to process the information. But after a few seconds he squealed, "Wait a minute! You mean James ... made my gun? He-"

“I will take you wherever I want, I will have a taste of you and I will kill you and send your bones to Dante once I am freaking done.” “You lie!” Dante’s voice filled the air and before the hooded guy could turn, Dante sent a bullet to his hand, causing him to fall to the floor. Just a glimpse of the mess that Elena has already angered Dante to the bone. His heart hand clenched tighter than his jaws, he didn't even get the chance to ask any more questions. The sight of Elena was infuriating him. He pulled the other gun out of his pocket and began firing shots into the guy.

Amy didn’t shout, didn’t give warning, her fingers were already pressing into the trigger before their eyes adjusted BANG. One down neck shot, blood splattering the metal wall like a sick painting. BANG. BANG. Two more — down before they realized the angel of death wore heels. The youngest girl screamed as bullets shredded through the air. Amy ducked low, her body shielding her like instinct. Another man lunged — too slow. She turned, fired, his brains hit the floor first. The last shot rang out as one of the men lifted his hand not in surrender, but hesitation. Amy didn’t gamble with hesitation, the velvet fell from the gun like a promise broken. She stood straight, gun smoking. Her face un

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.