Fantasy Guns Novels & Stories

But in not far away, Gavin, Kulas and Khez were there and they both fighting out of their lives. • • • • • • • •+ Happenings in my life right now is nowhere to put back instead of holding a pen I hold Guns instead. These unreal monsters who surrounds me are only appears in my dreams but I think I myself was also in my dreams alone. I positioned myself, and started firing them using my AEK-971it has knife in it. I loved action movies eversinced like how I wish I was once the protagonist of those movies maybe deities granted my wish

It was also those that Cassy had separated from the others and when Glen asked her if she could unseal them she shook her head helplessly. He smiled at her telling her that she had already done a lot and that it was up to him to find a solution to unseal them now, and finally he explained to them what were the objects that looked like the guns from Cassy's home world, however these were completely uncluttered, they were all white and there were no triggers or sights. Glen told them that these items were called energy channelers, they were used to concentrate the energy of the warriors or the energy of the flames for the mages and that this energy was then launched like a laser beam and that

This time my heart quickened like crazy. “Oh my God...” I exclaimed, breathless. In front of me was a room (no, scratch that) a convenience store replica full of — what can I say — ammunition, firearms of different sizes and calibers, daggers, boxes upon boxes of bullets, and gadgets that I have no idea what they are used for. My mind immediately registered two words: danger and death. Why would the Fancy Pants Club store weapons inside the chateau? What are they for? And why?

What about weapons? "Take your personals," Henry said, donning his own armor. "Whips, take one of the fancy Desert Eagles, and --" "How about actual fire?" she asked. "Fire works on a lot of stuff according to legend." Bjorne hefted a flamethrower, grinning from ear to ear. "Got it covered." "What's that?" she asked, looking at something with a set of six large tubes circling the barrel. "Net gun," Banshee said. She pursed her eyes. "Yeah, take that."

Mafia men and their massive egos. “You think I can’t?” He spat, standing up and walking closer to me. As soon as he was within arms reach, I turned off the light, grabbed his arm and twisted his wrist. I heard the gun drop to the ground. I located it with my foot and pushed it backwards. I twisted his entire arm to his back and kicked him. As soon as I heard the loud thud, I turned the lights back on, brighter ones this time and saw the man groaning in pain on the ground. Bending down to pick the gun, I checked for bullets and sure enough, it was loaded. “Thanks for the gift.” I say, waving the gun at him before stuffing it in my purse.

A black whip appeared in her hand. Dark red leather strips wrapped around it while the whip’s edges were lined with razor-sharp metallic blades. The weapon radiated danger. Phoniex gently caressed the whip with her fingers. A smile slowly appeared on her lips. Beautiful. Dangerous. Hypnotizing. More streaks of light began shooting out from the crack one after another. The Blood Shadow Warriors moved swiftly, catching them expertly. Daggers. Crossbows. Swords. Long blades. Different enchanted weapons and ancient artifacts continued appearing before them.

I noticed they had prepared their weapons by pointing them at me while waiting for the order to shoot. When I raised my hand, the lethal bully sword appeared. Bully them now, I said. I said nothing out loud. However, the rifles in their hands, which were Ak 47 and pump-action guns, melted and fell to the ground. They could detect the odor of a molten metal material.

They have blue blood and are mostly scale skinned. The Wyrm class are large snake-like creatures, with no legs and purple blood. Their fangs are poisonous and the fuckers are quick. Their skin is tough but light making for good leathers, it is always black in colour. Hydra class are giant creatures that breathe fire from their multiple heads, they are rare and extremely difficult to take down. They also have purple blood.

"Do it now, or I'll blow your brains all over the other wall." Slowly, Julia allowed the gun to fall to her side, eased the hammer down, and dropped the weapon to the floor. Once that was done she turned to see the shadow figure standing in the doorway of the bathroom. A pump-action shotgun, the one she had seen him use on Michael, was aimed right at her. She pushed her foot up against the pistol and kicked it over to the Stalker. He dropped to one knee and picked up the gun. The cylinder was popped open and checked, then slammed shut. "Good, fully loaded. This'll be much more useful for what I've got in mind." He looked Julia up and down, and she got the impression she was not going to like

Would the bullets be able to easily kill a Strong at the stage of the Combination Realm or even the Grand Completion Realm? This idea made him very excited. After all, his cultivation had not been good enough since he came to the Lingwu Continent. If he could refine all the bullets of Gatling Heavy Machine Guns and sniper rifles he had brought from the earth in the Evil Spirit Gathering Furnace, wouldn't he be able to kill all the gods and Buddhas who blocked his way?