Douglas Bullet Novels & Stories

I mumbled, not knowing whether to reassure Elias or to reassure myself. After a while of struggling, I finally got two bullets out. These bullets are specially designed; their tails are pretty small, but their heads are enormous. This is the first time I have seen such a cruel design. When I took the bullet out, it was like a hook, sticking firmly into Elias's flesh. I wanted to curse whoever created it. Would he want to experience his evil design? After taking out the bullet, I wiped the blood from the outside of the wound, sprinkled hemostatic powder on it, then carefully bandaged it. Next were a few shots under his thighs, and after I was done processing, the bandage on Elias's back was a

I looked at the body and realized it was Bryon’s. With a cry of despair I ran over to him, running my hands over his body. He was still breathing and, I noticed with relief, his body had already pushed the bullet out and it was starting to heal. He wasn’t conscious but I could see he wasn’t in any danger. I picked up the bullet and looked at it. It was a typical lead bullet. Either the person who shot Bryon didn’t realize he was shooting a werewolf and needed a silver bullet, or he didn’t want to kill anyone. Silver bullets are expensive and hard to come by, so there was a chance he needed Bryon out of the way to get to something, or someone, else. James.

“Did you bring the goods?” “Of course,” the man responds, placing his briefcase on the desk. “Please take a look.” Nodding, Angus goes around and takes a seat, then opens the briefcase, revealing what look like normal bullets. Confusion growing, I stare at them, trying to figure out what exactly is so special about these bullets that Angus and even my brother would be so interested in them. “They look like normal bullets.” Angus mutters, grabbing one and lifting it, but when he touches the tips, multiple needles explode from it. “Fuck.”

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.

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.

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