Douglas Bullet Novels & Stories

Now he understood that the order to collect the cash payment from his boss was merely a trap to eliminate him. From behind his back, Douglas Archer drew his weapon and fired a single, precise shot at the forehead of each of the two massive men, who resembled gorillas. "DORRR! DOORRR!" The two heavily built bodies were knocked backward and lay motionless on the men's restroom floor. Whether they were dead or not, he didn’t care. However, Douglas searched the pockets of the two helpless men for the cash he hoped was there. “Bingo!” he said as he felt a thick brown envelope and pulled it out of the inner pocket of the leather jacket of the man with the scarred, terrifying face.

He stops and turns his body slightly to the right, clamping Amanda even more tightly in front of him. He's considering running back up the street. Beneath our tree, wolves continue to growl and snarl, but I keep my eyes on Darius. Both Finn and I have a role to play. Whoa. The earth erupts next to Darius's leg, just inches away. "Give it a shot," Dan inhales, "and see what happens to your brain when a bullet with a 50 calibre explodes." Although he doesn't have to, Dan doesn't raise his voice. Darius's dark glance in our direction indicates that his hearing is fine.

The pain is subsiding thanks to the adrenaline that's crossing even more strongly through his veins. But at this very moment, they hear footsteps approaching quick. Douglas holds up his gun and turns onto the path, firing just as a silhouette enters his field of vision. There's no way to tell if it's an ally, or an enemy that's rushing to Gioacchino's aid… the bullet simply strikes straight through the man's heart, who crumbles to the ground in a single flash. However, more footsteps can be heard. Douglas looks down the path where Gioacchino went, and grits his teeth.

My voice is firm as I demand, "Which of them killed her?" "Tell me who uses which ammunition," Kress replies, nodding toward the two silver bullets lying on the table. "The one on the right is pulled from her lung; the one on the left comes from her neck. The combination of those two ended her life." To the untrained eye, there is little difference between the two bullets, but I recognize the subtle nuances. My pack, The Eagles, had been the ones supplying them, and that knowledge gives me an edge. Yet, it reveals little. These are the two most common types of bullets, fitting the guns wielded by every wolf in the underworld. One packs a slightly harder punch, while the other is designed to

I asked Sasu for his Handgun, it’s a standard Glock 19 9mm bullets, I pulled it opened from the holster and set it on the table. “This is what we used…a firearms, there a large variety of it…this one is what we called a Handgun…this here can shoot at a pinpoint accuracy inside the range of 50 meter range…it uses a 9mm bullet, it can shot from 6 to 33 bullets continuously, depending on the magazines of course, this one only can shoot 15 bullets, but mistaken not…this small guy can kill……”. I show the Handgun to Polly and Stormy, I pulled out the magazines shows them the bullets, and gave them a simple descriptions of the gun. Stormy were bewildered as she saw and heard my simple desc

Bullet shook his head in disappointment. “Why? To make me do embarrassing stuff?” Dakota knew him so well. “Well, there’s that. But there’s another thing.” “Fine, dare.” The gang boss thought that she could punish him later anyway if he was really going to make her do something that would embarrass her in front of the blonde. “Lend your ownership of the revolver that you got from Mathias to me,” Bullet shamelessly said almost quickly. Even though Olivia did not know who Mathias was, she was amused at the dare that he gave her as she realized that was how close friends in the crime world make dares to each other.

Steven’s smile vanished, and he raised his hand all of a sudden. Bang! A custom bullet shot toward Dustin at a speed far beyond that of an ordinary round. Steven’s face was filled with confidence. At this range, not even the strongest Martial Saint could avoid the shot. The bullet reached Dustin in an instant. But the next moment, Steven’s face froze, and his pupils dilated in disbelief. Dustin had caught the bullet between two fingers and smoke was still curling from it. “That… That’s impossible…” Steven stammered. “That bullet was crafted by the legendary blacksmith, Raymond Leroy! Not even an Apex Martial Saint could block it, and you caught it with your bare hand!”

It is classified as a mystical weapon, and the bullets used are not ordinary silver bullets. Bullets made of precious metal, from pieces of shooting stars in Norway. To get this rare bullet, Damien had to spend around five thousand US dollars for one bullet. All of them including Reinhardt had gone to their positions. Now only Daniel and Alexis are still on top of the old building. Alexis turned his head, "Why don't you just let me finish him off? You know that I can do it yourself."