Douglas Bullet Novels & Stories

(A large military base sitting on the edge of the nearest center island with a Canon that has clearly been modified for incredible long range warfare begins charging up and silently releases a single hushed blast in the shape of a bullet the size of a tank) Dantzler: (Hearing what appears to be some sort of very light buzzing on the air and then in a moment's notice seeing a flash of light before being struck by it) Why do I hear boss musi-! (The bullet making a direct contact with him and causing him to slide across the water until he begins to sink. The blast having hit him hard enough to cause him to lose consciousness feeling incredibly heavy as if struck by the blow from 1,000 steel tra

the officer said. Michelle folded her hands and her eyes met with the bullets in the pack. She took it and gazed at it. They were both shot but the bullet were different. "What's the difference between these two bullet?" She asked the officer. "Ah, the long one was shot from a sniper, the short one is a 44 magnum bullet" "Which one is more dangerous?" She asked. The doctor and the officer exchanged glances with each other. "The sniper, ma'am" the officer said.

[Name: M1905] [Type: Gun] [Rarity: Damaged] [Attack: Normal] [Magazine: 7 rounds] [Attributes: None] [Effect: None] [Able to bring outside of the dungeon: Yes] [Remark: This is an 11mm handgun that has not been maintained well. Beware of jamming bullets!] …… [Name: Bullet] [Type: Ammunition] [Rarity: Common] [Attributes: None] [Effect: None] [Able to bring outside of dungeon: Yes]

He replied, peeking above the couch. After a few minutes, he stood. “They should be gone now, but stay down!", He commanded again before going to the wall with two holes in the wall. He punched the hole, destroying the wall. He then fetched a small metal from it that was shaped like a bullet. “MCMillan TAC-50. Three bullets. Two missed then…” he paused. "One hit the Don!” He exclaimed. I went to where he was standing. “What's wrong?” I asked.

Bringing goose bumps to me. Wala na talagang ibang ginawa ang gagong 'to kundi maging sakit sa ulo ko. And now, itong puso ko na naman ang ginugulo nito! I just continued throwing him a glare while still trying to calm my heart. And when still, there wasn't any sign na babangon na ito, I blew out a long sigh as I sank back at my seat na katabi ang dalawang maliliit na palangganang ginamit namin kanina para gamutin 'to. Isa dito ay may laman ng isang duguang bala. A bullet from caliber 45 pistol. I couldn't be mistaken with that.

Big enough for only one bullet. “One, silver bullet,” Damon tilts his head, his insightful eyes penetrating me, “may I?” I put the cute piece on his open palm. I’m already in love with it. He switches on the safe and presses under the barrel, which opens with a clear click, showing the inside of the finger-thick barrel -- at its end lying a thin, sharp-head bullet, glittering the unique shine of silver. “I don’t expect you to keep your weapon for too long in a fight, hence the one bullet,” He explains as he puts the gun back together, “Easy to hide and easy to use. With enough pure silver to kill a full-grown wolf, even as powerful as me.”

"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!"

I still said that everything was fine and he shouldn’t feel so guilty about my accident. Regarding the bullets left behind. Judith said it was a super dome bullet. The bullets were usually used to hunt deer, and people who might have such bullets were shooters. Grandpa had already had some of his men find out what kind of firearm would fit the bullet. Grandpa will hold a competition where the werewolf who can find the shooters will be rewarded with a rare piece of diamond worth hundreds of millions of dollars. It’s crazy, but I know Grandpa is just as overprotective as Terrence. Grandpa even brought me lots of snacks just for me. He brought a lot of food for me and warned Terrence and his da

His body fought to seal the wounds, trying to keep his blood from spilling out, but the iron made that difficult, and if they were left inside him too long, it could poison him. For a long moment, he lay on top of Charlotte, sucking air into his lungs in great gulps as his body tried to adjust to the adrenaline. His dragon was clawing at his insides, wanting to come out and defend itself, but he had to stay calm, keep his other half locked down. If he transformed now, not only would it make the news, but it would draw the Brotherhood down on his family's head. And the iron bullets would only cause more damage to him as he changed from one form to another. Iron bulletsthat was no coincidence.

On the buckles is a crest I’ve never seen: A coiled serpent-like symbol wrapped around a vertical blade, etched in gold. The man scans the room, eyes sliding past the low-ranks and I didn't hide. I has my face covered, with just my eyes revealed to him. I have to play this smart for our escape. I don't think he knows about the position of my other members. He takes in my stance, the gun in my hand, the replica’s design. “You’re not one of ours,” he says calmly. Too calmly. “And yet… you’re holding our gun.” Shit.