God Is A Bullet Novel Novels & Stories

“They think you’re a god.” “I’m not.” “Then what are you?” Her gaze met his. “I’m what’s left when faith dies.” He reached for her hand. “Then let me lose my faith in you.” Before she could answer, a gunshot split the night. She turned — Dante stood in the doorway, gun trembling in his hand, tears in his eyes. “Forgive me,” he whispered. “You’re not her anymore.” The bullet hit her square in the chest. Light burst outward like a second sunrise — blinding, terrible.

“Right after my grandfather finally met me, everything changed in my life. It was so drastic that I thanked God for the blessing because it was not just a blessing, it was divine intervention.” Bullet was smiling at me as if he could really envision that day of him that will surely become the first that will play on his mind when he dies.

Yet… my forefinger was struggling to pull the trigger. Ever since I shot Ruby, I can't pull the gun trigger on living things anymore. And a moment of hesitation, I saw the image of a bullet penetrating my right leg. TWAK. I immediately took a step back to dodge the second bullet, and aimed it at the girl's companions. BANG! I shot a bullet at the ground near them— where they reluctantly jumped away. Then, I immediately approached Lefiya with my silent step. "Grab on to me, Lefiya," I whispered to her.

To extract the bullet, Alpha Don instantly knelt down and sealed his lips to Lena's arm. He applied more pressure, doing everything he could to force the bullet to emerge and heal her. He felt it burning in his mouth and spit out, "Moon goddess!" After hurriedly using the restroom he came back into the room. He looked at the bullet and shook his head. “Silver bullet! Unfortunately, it hit her…” he heaved a sigh and bent down again. The door slammed open and it was the Beta. “Alpha!!!” he came forward and got to his knees. "I just had a strange feeling, so I had to come in quickly. What happened?”

“ Such a pretty little girl. Look at you, you are all grown. Who would have thought that unripe fruit would ripen so fast? Ava...” He took the first step in and hesitated for a bit. He was unsure but he sensed something. Someone was here, someone who wasn't part of his team. “ RUN!” Bullet ordered but he was too late. The bullet pierced his heart as he staggered backwards with blood spilled all over the place even on Ava's hair. She let out a sound of air as she waited for the worst to happen. Was this how she was going to die? In the hands of unknown men?

No one did anything. For some reason, it didn’t feel right to stop them. They gathered Blackwood’s body, lifting him carefully, almost reverently, before carrying him away, and though their enemy was gone, the silence his absence brought felt heavier than the battle itself. To Gabriel, there was a flicker of pride. He had been the one to fire the special bullet, the one who ended Blackwood’s reign of terror. His aim, his speed, it had all counted.

But I don't move. Because I'm tired. Tired of fighting. Tired of surviving. Tired of being the god everyone expects me to be. I've died once. I've killed hundreds. I've sacrificed everything I have and everything I am. Maybe it's time to let go. The bullet leaves the barrel. It travels at three thousand feet per second. It will reach me in less than a second. I close my eyes. I wait. And then Damon is there. He slams into me from the side, his body covering mine, his arms wrapping around me like a shield. The bullet hits him in the back. I hear the impact. I feel his body jerk. I feel his blood spray across my face.

Andrius nodded and walked toward the bullet, “And what’s that? I noticed some of those humans are using that odd weapon as well. But they were too slow to do anything.” “They’re called pistols. They use that object to launch this small bullets,” he explained, pulling the same bullet that he had caught. “Touch it.” Andrius without feeling suspicious quickly touched the object only to frown and pull his hands away as his skin began to burn. “Shit!” He cursed, looking at his skin that was burning. “Cain,” Dominic then ordered and when Cain place his hand to the bullet, he expected his skin to burn like how Andrius and Dominic did yet oddly when he came in contact with the bullet nothing happene

' Immediately, an immerse pain spreads out from my neck and slowly makes it way below but it is suddenly gone as swiftly as it comes. Nathan pulls back and stares at me with yellow eyes and extended canines. I can see my blood on them. "Y-You marked me, how is that possible." "I'm a god, remember." He smirks as his canines slowly retreats. "And I am a great friend of the Moon Goddess." "That doesn't explain why you marked me." I glare at him and push him away. "What is wrong with you, sometimes you do the stupidest things."

continued Kali, “that this is only the beginning of many more. And so that the right people get this message . . . I am the goddess of Death.” “Ma’am?” asked the operator. There was no response. “Ma’am?” the tinny voice asked once again. But there was not a living soul present in the room to answer. As soon as she had finished speaking, Kali had set the connected phone down onto a coffee table and disappeared into the darkness, leaving behind nothing more than a death-filled, bloody nightmare. _____________________________