God Is A Bullet Novel Novels & Stories

We shall see… The End Alpha of Gods is the final book in the Harmony Moon Series. Let me know your thoughts. I sincerely hope you have enjoyed reading about Gabriel, Harper, Willow, Brax, Drake, Ryder, and Demi as much as I have enjoyed writing their stories. Please let me know which was your favorite story in the series. There may also be a spin off of Drakes story. I believe he deserves happiness, don’t you?

My whole life was concentrated on the bullet flying toward me. This was it, a life filled with no meaning, fighting to rule an empire that was never to be mine, to begin with. Genovese was going to dispose of me in the end. He was no human. He just used people, as puppets he could manipulate. I hoped Gabrielle gave him a taste of his own medicine. The bullet hits, knocking me to the floor. The world went blank.

Once he held the world on his shoulders, but now he felt empty, his suffering leaking through gaps nobody could heal. The bullet was merely a cry into the emptiness; it was not meant for anybody. At least, that’s what Catalina believed. She had to believe it. “Dad,” she said, moving forward, her voice as delicate as the evening around them. Her arms hung in the air, unsure what to do, as if they might hold him together somehow. “Kindly put it down. Please..." Her father didn’t move. His eyes, lined with unshed tears, peered out over the horizon where the sea faded into darkness.

CHAPTER 82 "He is here." Godfather Marcelo made that statement and what followed was gunfire...sharp, deafening, cutting through the night like a blade. Godzilla's men were slumping into the pool as the gunshot struck their bodies. They started shooting in every direction since they couldn't see who was shooting. Gunpowder filled the place and in no time, they succeeded in killing all of them, including the captain. Selene, Marcelo, Venom and Godzilla clutched their guns tightly, waiting for them.

Interesting Facts about the Lonely God that nobody asked for 1. Not many people know this but The Lonely God is an individual book in the trilogy Of Me and My Mate. The first book in the series is called My Mate is My Enemy, which is the story about Nefret’s grandparents. It was my first ever werewolf book on Wattpad. The second book in the series is called Chasing My Mate which is the story about Erika’s parents. You need not read the previous two books to read The Lonely God but if you are curious and have some penny to spare then you’ll find the books on Dreame. You’d have to pay to read though.

“I mean exactly what I fucking said Josephina. I’m hit in the arm. The bullet did not bounce!” “All right, Zane, get the hell out of there. Scott, back it up!” “What’s going on?” Zane asked as he did what she said. Jo realized then that Scott hadn’t told everyone else. “We need to regroup,” Jo said, but she wouldn’t get the chance, not right away, anyhow. Before she could pull her team together, a burst of bullets came flying toward the center of her ranks, the blue light from their ignition lighting the night sky. There was something different about these bullets, clearly, not only because they could wound a Guardian but they looked different as well. She’d never noticed light given off bef

Serious wounds and injury would do him no good, even if he's a god, for it'll require him ambrosia, the heavenly food of the gods, for him to recover. The cold tip's pressure against his back disappears. Dionysus felt relief flood his body as he slowly turned to face whoever they are. And he was met with a child - a teenager - with feline eyes, a button nose, and raven-black hair holding a bow and arrow that's taller than their body. A wave of nostalgia ripples through the wine god as he stared at the pale skinned boy. Has he seen him before?

If Whiskey had let it take her over, Goddess help us all. I squeezed Gunner’s hand once more before pulling my hand from his. Now or never. I flashed him as I stepped forward. I’ve got you, I’m right here. Gunner answered as he lifted the shield. Just around the both of us at first. But I could feel it expanding. I felt the power bristle through the air. Gunner’s mixed with Whiskey’s, with a bit of mine. All of it was Goddess magic, but the differences were astronomical. Whiskey’s was cold and dangerous. Gunner’s warm and illuminating. Mine was grounding and homely.

I stood and pulled out the gun, which was at my waist, and loaded it in front of Vivian. "Lay a finger on you? That's a waste of my time!" I suddenly raised my hand. This caused her to scream and squat down with her hands on her head. What she thought was the end wasn't. My gun wasn't aimed at her; it was aimed at the wine cabinet behind her. The next second, there was a loud bang. The sound of glasses shattering echoed in the room. The flying shards had even cut Vivian's waist, leaving a deep blood trail.

The bullet missed. I closed my eyes, letting the heavy, comforting thump-thump of the earth's deep nodes lull my ruined, exhausted biology to sleep. I had built the bridges. I had caught the bullet. Now, it was time to see if my wolves knew how to dig.