Douglas Bullet Novels & Stories

Brian was running toward the door. “What the hell are you doing Kate? Shoot!” I am still waiting for a right timing, Chris raised his hands and the three men stop shooting. One more step for the big guy and my timing has come. They are now moving forward and Chris is slowly moving up. “Kate…” I can feel the frustration in him, he is an impatient man as soon as he stood up he start to pull his trigger same time as my first bullet was released. In seconds the bullet silently penetrates thru the concrete wall lessening the acceleration but still enough to get into the three man’s temple. The last bullet was stocked on the third guy’s head. Brian was on his feet surprised to see his men down.

I would send her back to hell if not for my dearest brother that she captured in her wicked twisted heart. I straightened my jacket before reaching for my gun and hiding it under a specifically designed zip. Opening the door, my dad and mom stood there hovering. They looked me up and down and nodded in approval. Of course, they would. After all, I have a great sense of fashion for an army daughter. Come on why can't I? Entering my black Porsche 911 GT3, I skimmed through my phone and played Beggin song. I then connected it to the car and my dad started driving.

He was spotted speeding in the custom suit he had ordered for our wedding, and was chased by paparazzi, eventually causing a chain collision. Heath was injured in the crash, his right leg severely damaged with muscle and bone loss. He might need to undergo amputation. With the Grants now dealing with this scandal, Heath's father, after much deliberation, decided to bring home his illegitimate child, who had been raised outside the family. After all, Grant Enterprise couldn't be left in the hands of someone who wasn't competent. I folded the paper and looked out the window at the clouds. Before I knew it, I had drifted off to sleep.

"I've been waiting all night for a real fight." What, she thought this was a child's play? Look at how that hunter's bullet had nearly taken out her head. If I hadn't told her to duck when I did, what would have been the case? And I knew that their bullets were made with silver. One penetration was deadly. And if you didn't get it out in time, it would fry your nerves until it got to the most important ones. But the time you could get it out, you're a vegetable or something else. But you would suffer nonetheless.

"I've been waiting all night for a real fight." What, she thought this was a child's play? Look at how that hunter's bullet had nearly taken out her head. If I hadn't told her to duck when I did, what would have been the case? And I knew that their bullets were made with silver. One penetration was deadly. And if you didn't get it out in time, it would fry your nerves until it got to the most important ones. But the time you could get it out, you're a vegetable or something else. But you would suffer nonetheless.

Aspirin. At this point in time, he would take a twenty-pound sledgehammer upside the head. As long as it knocked him out or just completely put him out of his misery. “Douglas?” special agent in charge David MacFarland called out as he followed Douggie down the hall. Douggie let the hand that was rubbing the bridge of his nose, he turned around and plastered his professional smile on his face. “It’s just Douggie.” “Mac.” He held out a hand and Douggie took it.

The door opened and Zoe came in holding a tray of tissues and a roll of bandage. "Oh thank goodness you didn't bring the axe." Dale sighted with the aim of creating a sense of humour. She closed her eyes and laughed but the two women were interested in something else. To avoid looking stupid, she stopped and opened her eyes to see a blood-stained bullet held up. "I told you, you wouldn't know how to feel a thing. And for the record you smiled during your first operation." The matron smiled and dropped the bullet in the stainless tray. Dale stared keenly at the object. "It's an Uzi kill point! Thank God it didn't break my bone." She called out as if asked to identify the object.

"Have you seen our newly developed bullets? He gestures to the sky as a bunch of shots fly through the air. "These are specially modified to have the ability to pierce the hardest of skins. It's a good thing you've avoided them so far... if one of them had hit you, it would have hurt.

Who are they looking for? “No sir, we checked her house. She must have left in a hurry. She left this behind.” He said holding up a locket. I instinctively reached for mine, only it wasn’t there. Shit. “Keep searching! We can’t let her leave. Remember she is dangerous so if you see her use the blue bullets.” The captain orders. Blue bullets were used on the most dangerous specials. They contained a serum inside that halted any healing abilities a special may have and caused explosive pain that would render any human dead and special unconscious.

From there, Lexus’s arms were confined in industrial-grade restraints, and his hands were secured together in prisoner-grade suppression shackles. As if that wasn’t enough insurance, the male wore a double clasped full guard muzzle. A full metal piece covered the alpha’s mouth and nose, and small holes throughout provided the only access to fresh air. Azrin realized Lex must have also been wearing a bit, much like the contraptions humans used on tamed horses. Although Lexus growled at him, it was far too muffled to have just been the muzzle.