Fantasy Guns Novels & Stories

That's when I decided to just either punch the head off or smashing them on the wall or floor, it's possible because the undead was deadly slow. "I remember reading about these firearms in an old book about Dwarven technology..but, unlike the dwarven, this packs a lot of strength..". (Bar) Bar was extremely intrigued by the guns as he opened up the remains of undead to collect the monster core. "What Dwarven have was a musket…what we have is more advance..it's called firearms..look even this P90 could fire multiple rounds compare to the musket..". (Mina) "This would be interesting to imbued an enchantment on this thing…owh~ a Level 5 core, nice~..".(Bar)

I could see my happiness on my face; I smiled like a kid on his first Christmas. After a quick check-up on the weapons and reading the list of what we received, I proceed to tryouts. We had twelve new weapons, four different new guns, a bow, two swords, two new whips, and some silver daggers. Count Vlad helped me try the daggers and whips. I tried the guns and bows; the swords weren’t tested because there were some mistakes when made. Almost all weapons have silver and wolfsbane. So if they’re not handled correctly, they can hurt you. I wear special gloves for each gun, so only certain people learn to take them.

I just followed behind him till we came to another room, which he unlocked and when we got in, my breath got caught in my throat. There were about a million special guns —very different from the few hunting guns I had seen in my father’s old records. “Are these guns?” I asked. I had to be sure before jumping into conclusions. “Yes, special designs I created two years ago…” he whispered like someone who was in a trance. “Each is laced with wolfsbane and silver, strong enough to kill even the strongest of wolves. It might take a few bullets to permanently put down a Lycan, but it is just as effective…”

With their weapons of hunting, forged by a blend of dark magic and ancient rituals, they were prepared to lay waste to any who stood in their way. Among their arsenal, obsidian blades glimmered with an otherworldly aura, capable of rending both flesh and soul. Enchanted arrows, tipped with poison distilled from the darkest corners of the underworld, awaited their skilled archers' deadly aim. Talismans and amulets, pulsating with forbidden energies, hung from their necks, granting them enhanced speed, strength, and resilience.

The ornamental handgun Odium which is the favoured weapon of the Phantom XIII of Hati, Hekate. Yuri’s uncle had that gun made specially for her when she had first became an assassin in Hati. The man having trained, and had even taught Yuri everything that she knew about guns, and how to handle them, and he had also taught her how to fight. Listen Yuri, and listen well. A gun is not just a weapon. It’s a manifestation of your soul. Your partner. This is the ornamental gun Odium. The brother gun to my Cerberus. It shall be your companion and partner from now on. Treat it well.

I started searching for all those weapons that have been displayed, touching everything I saw. Most of them are guns and knives. My eyes turned at those guns. I walked there, tracing my fingers in it. “Where would Gideon use all of these?” I wondered. Lilian says, “I was also thinking about the same thing. We are immortal. We have our abilities as well and all of these are not needed anymore…” My brows were furrowed as I kept on looking until my eyes turned at the small handguns displayed next to the long guns. I could feel my heart pounding as my eyes fixed on it.

She raised a bow "Guns." That was more like a question than an answer. I glance at Ettina and shrugged my shoulders. She stopped walking. I notice we are heading back to the tavern where I had my breakfast with the Rahi this morning. The sun is slowly losing it's reign over the horizon, and the moon began to reveal its splendor over the darkness of sky. "Guns?" She asked. "The new weapon from the King Revula's armory." I informed her. "I've never held one, but I heard it was sort of something similar to a crossbow, but a more dangerous with high velocity and longer range fro shooting. One hit may be enough to kill."

You would think in a kingdom like this, the castle could withstand these kind of fights. I come to a stop, being sure that I’m in a spot where nothing will collapse over us. “Wh-who’s there?” I croak out, trying to make out the shadow in the dust. I take a step closer, holding my babies close to me, and see a guard, then another, standing there, guns at their sides. But they aren’t just any guns, they’re the kind of guns you only see in extraterrestrial movies that takes certain types of force to bring the enemy down.

She's never been a fan of carrying huge guns or owning one but to have a small pistol like what Atara had was good enough for people like her. Ayara slams the side of the gun that opens and reveals silver bullets. "Silver doesn't hurt us but it works with most supernatural creatures." "Werewolves included?" Rosa ask which Ayara replied with a nod. " Especially them." Ayara turn to Jack who had strapped a couple of guns and even a shotgun strapped on his back. Daggers around his waist and his overall look are what Rosa would imagine of a spy. "You under control, Jack?" Ayara asked. The elder vampire turns around and nodded. Grinning, he says to them.

They saw hacking devices, highly optimized rifles, pistols, combat armor, and many more goodies. “Oh my God man, I think this is heaven,” Kalen blurted out excitedly, as he bumped his dumbstruck friend on the head.