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.

"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.

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

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.

Douglas barked and hit the accelerator, overlapped 4 more vehicles but as he returned to the road, we heard a loud bang behind us. “Oh! My God!” I said and turned to look behind. The huge lorry was literally bulldozing the small cars in front of it. When Douglas realized what was happening, he accelerated even faster, reached a turn off, swerved off the road so dangerously I thought we were going to roll over and as soon as he was some distance, he slowed down and stopped.

"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.

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.

he announced proudly. I raised my eyebrows at him. "Eco-military project?" "Yes!" he exclaimed happily. "We are creating green bullets—the bullets that can decompose within three weeks after shooting, causing no harm to the environment!" I tilted my head to the side, wondering if he was joking. "So, you are looking for a way for people to shoot themselves without leaving metal scales and used bullets?" "Yes. If they want to shoot themselves, then go ahead. Just don't litter the Earth anymore," he claimed, sounding absolutely confident about his idea.