Fantasy Guns Novels & Stories

My heart raced as I instinctively reached for the guns under my hoodie, the cool metal offering a small comfort. The ferals surged forward, their fangs bared, and I pulled the triggers of my guns. The shots rang out like thunder in the dark, moonlit night. The battle had begun, and I was caught in the midst of it. The roar of gunfire erupted from all around me as my companions emerged from their hiding places to join the fray. But I could see it in their eyes; they, too, doubted our ability to subdue these ferocious creatures. We needed more hunters reinforcements that we didn't have.

Though its bright colors hardly helped with stealth, Ves thought that it might help obscure the Fantasia and its vulnerable wings if placed on the rear just underneath the Astoria. Once he had integrated all of these components, he set the Fantasia's default weaponry to be a bog-standard combat knife and the new Harconix Light DMR. Not quite a sniper rifle nor a standard assault rifle, the Harconix nevertheless offered precision at a generous firing rate. The rifle's hefty power requirements necessitated a power coupling with the mech, meaning that if the Fantasia dropped the DMR, it couldn't be fired anymore. Once Ves brought all of the newly bought parts together, the new variant looked no

I found myself wondering what exactly could have happened that made her despise guns so much. “What kind of weapons were you expecting?” I decided to ask her, arms crossed watching as her aim improved with each shot. “What?” She stopped shooting and faced me, “I didn’t hear the question.” “I said what kind of weapons were you expecting to learn to use. Seeing as you greatly dislike guns and all.” I said. “OH.” She said thoughtfully, “Actually, I don’t know. Erik said I shouldn’t be expecting crossbows or spears because this isn’t a fantasy novel. But I never once considered the weapons being guns.”

He punched in a code. The panel slid open, revealing an armory. "If you're going to start an inter-dimensional war," Cyprian said, pulling out a high-tech assault rifle and tossing it to Modern Vespera, "don't do it empty-handed." He grabbed a broadsword from the wall and tossed it to Fantasy Vespera. "For the magic one." He tossed a box of ammo to Mafia Vespera. "For the loud one." He tossed a battery pack to Cyberpunk Vespera. "For the robot one."

I swipe the hair from my eyes and get to work on the bags. Once I've checked them, I head to find Alden. He's in the armory with Cabel and Nokita discussing the firepower they're taking and what's staying behind. Guns are something else we've been working on or more accurately, providing enough ammo. We've now stockpiled thousands of rounds so we have guns with actual bullets. Swords are still better for hellhounds, but we need the guns for our human enemies.

He set it down and popped the top. Jo had never seen so many titanium bullets in her life. “Where did you get all of this?” “Just a perk of living in a country where you can kill Vampires,” Margie replied. “Take as many as you want.” She gestured at the crate. Jo didn’t have to be told twice. She loaded up every available place she had to carry ammo with cartridges for both of her guns. “Do you happen to know if they have any of their Guardian killing bullets?” Jo made a face. She could’ve done without the mines in Russia and their new deadly weapons.

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

My Bright Future gun, is my bedazzled gun, of course, I bedazzled it with diamonds. 2.My Gold twins, identical gold Handguns, perfect for a quick kill. 3. Dagger of death, has a purple grip that is styled like a marble flooring. It has blades sharper than you can imagine. 4. Barbie with Glam is a bright pink Gun with a Silver line going across. 5.The Swords of Light are Purple and Black swords, that glow in the dark. I am honestly laughing at how the store owner allowed a 13-year- old to buy these weapons because he was broke and we had money.

What my eyes landed on made my blood run cold and my lungs freeze. About thirty people in black were gathered around a large cage at the center of the warehouse. Most of them had weapon belts on their hips, stuffed with a series of daggers of varying blade shapes. But what was more alarming than a myriad of daggers was the sight of a couple of large hunting guns that were supposed to be banned and completely phased out after the war. Those guns were designed and manufactured with magical creatures in mind. They were made to kill us cleanly and swiftly. And if they intended to use it against me and Willa, then they must’ve loaded the guns with bullets specifically crafted with silver and bath