Gun Atthaphan Brother Win Novels & Stories

Whoever it is, it doesn't care, but if it touches its loved ones, it kills without mercy. "I..." "Hurry up, let's run now." "Be careful." Tomson Ruan went to the drawer and took out the gun, hesitated for a moment before giving it to his brother. He didn't want to, but seeing those two people gradually becoming lifeless inspired him to do so. 'Pang' 'Pang' "Wow! Not dead? Tsk! Six jobs." Clause Chen regretfully watched the enemy run away, it was clearly aimed very carefully, I don't know why that guy didn't die anymore, it must be because of his great life.

After a pause and confirming I was out cold, he lifted my wrist and pressed my thumb against my phone. Fingerprint unlocked—success. The screen lit up, and his breath caught slightly. A new anonymous text had arrived. [This is the address of the mechanic from back then. He should know something.] An address followed. Tony’s finger hovered for a second before he took a screenshot and forwarded it to another number. Then he set my phone down gently. His fingers lingered briefly on the back of my hand, as if in silent apology, before walking to the window and dialing a number.

the gang leader threatened but none talk and my eyes widened as I heard gunshot pierced through my brother's leg. "Nooo" I screamed moving to him but I was held. "It will be his head next...now where's the Smiths, you have 5secs" He said as my mom quickly move to my brother who was groaning in pain. "5...4....3.....2- "I'm right here" Adrian said standing. "Adrian no" I said but he looked at me and smiled, the man was handed a picture from one of his gang, which made him nod.

GUNNAR I glared at the man sprawled on the floor with my brother's foot lodged against his throat. Crouching down beside him, I gave him more incentive to follow my instructions by pressing the cool metal of my gun into his temple, "Call your men off on my brother." "Vaffanculo figlio di puttana," he sputtered, trying to push my brother's boot off his throat. The bastard's face began to turn bright red, beads of cold sweat tricking down his hairline.

The Brother's Bet 6. The Rules of The Game. The Brother's sat down for a while, Alex grabbed a bottle of whiskey, With a smirk on his face, He poured the wine for his brother. " Why do you seem excited???"Ethan scoffed, Ethan didn't like the idea but growing up his brother's actions has always influenced him. " I mean, She disrespected me so I should be excited at least, Not only but she's also in our home," Alex said but Ethan wasn't buying it.

“Let him go.” I grabbed a pistol from one of my men and pointed it at the back of his brother’s head. “Fire!” Lucian ordered. Before his men could do anything, each one was hit by a sniper. They crumpled, dead around him. His brother shook as he rested on his knees, his back rising and falling as he breathed through the tears that grew in his eyes. Lucian held up his hand. “Alright. I’ll give you what you—” I squeezed the trigger.

I can feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead and palms going numb. Everything is going to end! "Xaphan, he is your brother, please don't do this" Amelia requested one more time while Raphael was trying his best to stand up. "To hell with the brother. You both are nothing to me. I never had any sibling and for me, you died the day you left me for this boy" Xaphan screamed in anger. He was looking determined to kill Raphael. I can not let him kill my love, the one who deserves to die is the person holding the gun.

Jenna said, and I literally lost my balance and was about to hit the boxes placed near the window frames, which were already assisting me in hiding, I was overwhelmed and felt proud of myself, "you dared to hit his brother," came from my sister-in-law gazing at me, oh these ladies, I need to focus, they hit my brother though and remembering this, I withdrew my gun from the gun holder and shot at his hand, to not let him die easily. The leader, who was dressed in black like the other guys, had a very dark aura surrounding him; he was bulkier and taller than me and George and appeared stronger.

I’ll hold on to that promise of his. He stops now from polishing his gun. It’s the same gun that I saw before, the one that they accused me of lying but right now, I’m sure I didn’t lie. Or didn’t hallucinate as well. This man right here is holding a gun similar to the tri-alpha’s. The only difference is that he never had any sign of flowers in his gun, it was something else. Like an ax embedded on the handle which i cannot figure out because of darkness. “ Mate, huh? Was it fun fooling around like this? I mean my brother loves fooling around and breaking the rules. But to answer your question, yes. I am Alpha King’s brother and you can call me Lourd.”

Tired of waiting for his brother to make the choice, he stands from his seat and snatches the gun away from him. His gaze turns to Ryat, controlled fury seeping through the little cracks he cannot seal. "Abbassa la pistola. Adesso." Trust my brother to test the limits. Ryat slowly withdraws the weapon from Prince's temple and places it between Del Inferno's brows. His men react, but a simple wave of his hand stops them half-track. Now he waits. Waiting for me to call my dear brother to order like he did his. "Ryat." A playful smirk graces his beautiful face. "Nice trading gunpoints with you."