Douglas Bullet Novels & Stories

Officer Duke defended himself. " Clearly you are a rookie. Firstly she is now an it. We do not identify creatures as personal people. It has taken lives. There is no place to call it a she. And secondly, bullets clearly are just a hiccup to it. They don't kill it. It just slows the beast down." Mr Grim pulled out a special pistol. " This should knock her dead." " That is just an advanced gun. How is that going to help?" Officer Duke questioned. "Oh it will. It is the new force 29 , the bullets are gold. It should knock it dead with one shot." Mr Grim gloated.

I don’t think this is the right time to question him about being a mobster. “The bullet they used. 5.7FN, from a small-caliber, rebated rim, and smokeless powder,” he answers simply, making me wonder how much of a firearm expert he is. “Like the one they used in New York.” “Are they still following us?” “I lost them somehow,” Khal answers and turns the wheel quickly to our right, entering a residential block. “Laynie, I want you to do something for me,” Jason says again, looking at me over his shoulder.

Dax threw me onto the ground with a hard landing and then covered me with his body to make sure I wasn't getting hit with the bullets that were flying all around us. As I lay there I could see our wolves getting hit and I wasn't liking this one bit, if they had silver knives the chances are they might have silver bullets, so our wolves wouldn't make it with a silver bullet inside them we would have a very short period of time to remove the bullet before the silver had spread too far in their body and then nothing we did would help them.

" James immediately changed his position to a little sitting and a little leaning on the headboard. "Stone head." Geo just snorted at James' stubbornness. "Give me that thing." James immediately asked for the plastic bag that Geo was carrying. James' hand immediately took out a bullet that had a unique shape compared to the usual bullets. James was increasingly convinced that the shooter also designed this bullet specifically by placing the XQ code there.

Some of their neighbors are saying that Bullet is not a dog, but a wolf. He feels scared because their neighbors are saying that Bullet needs to be taken away from them, but he begged Amara to do something. Luckily, she agreed. Darson and Amara helped so Bullet can be check by veterinarian, and the doctor confirmed that he was not wolf. Bullet is a Siberian Husky mixed with the Labrador breed. "Arman, I have to tell you something." Kyle said out of nowhere. He sounded so sad, and Arman got confused. "Is there a problem?" Arman asked.

Danwel informed. "I also noticed that their bullets have different structures and functions. You see, the Company invented its own projectile. Their bullet is two-pointed with a line dividing it, compared to a normal one which is only a one-pointed projectile. The original bullet made by the Company can be divided into two, but for the fake, I can't divide it. That's why I concluded that faking it was not the intention of the killer. It seems like who made the fake one missed some information about the original one. Maybe that's why finding it was fake must have really been upsetting for the killer." he left a deep sigh.

I pointed at a bunch of bullets that were proudly sitting on the glass case. "This is .700 Nitro Express, the ranks high among the most dangerous bullets. Originated in the UK, an astonishing 8,900 foot-pounds of force, weigh 1000 grains. The sheer size of the bullet inflicts catastrophic damage upon impact. It's no way to be cute." Mariano explained and rolled his eyes at me. "You don't look like you know about weapons that much." I frowned at him which made them both let out a loud laugh. "Oh baby, trust me. I have more knowledge about weapons than any other members of our team." Mariano laughed again.

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

“.50 caliber bullet which is only used on anti-material rifles or .50 caliber machine guns. I’d opted out the second.” He reached for the bullet but she stopped him. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. It’s made of silver and wolfsbane. A single touch could send you into a tremendous amount of pain before your muscles paralyzed. And you would slowly die, of course.” “And yet it didn’t harm you.” Mira smiled. “You seriously need to update the file you wrote about me.” She walked to the exit but stopped briefly. “And Dalton, stop going after my acquaintances. You’ll find the shooter on top of the building across your office.”

As soon as the curse left his mouth he pulled the trigger at him and shoving the bullet preceding his body. Mr. Douglas flinched by this sudden action, deep down he was also feeling nervous What if his words were true and then A bullet precered through his heart, blood oozing out and he feel on his knees and looked at him with questioning eyes " A person who is not loyal to his own profession, the what is the guarantee tomorrow he'll never try to betray me." With that he again fired a shot in between his eyes. " Uff! Unnecessary, I used my all bullets."- He chuckled watching their body next at the lifeless body of the women which was now bleeding through her privet part. Scott looked at his