Gunslinger Synonym Novels & Stories

Closing the cabin door behind him, he removed his face-mask and calmly took a seat across from the man, pouring himself a glass of whiskey. "Where is she?" inquired Mr. Singers nonchalantly. The man with the gun let out a chuckle before replying, "As expected of Code S, your deductive skills are as keen as ever." "I am no longer Code S Banito," Mr. Singers declared, his expression somber. "I have changed my ways and distanced myself from the organization." Banito, the man brandishing a gun, responded with a sinister laugh. Just then, Agatha emerged from her hiding spot, a sight that didn't surprise Mr. Singers in the least; he had been anticipating her arrival.

“You.” There was a soft ripple through the clearing. Heads turned. Frostfang grinned openly. One Ash Ridge wolf huffed approval. Hallowmere did not react, obviously. Gunner’s smile went razor-thin. “Careful,” he said coolly. “I’m being generous here, Silverveil. Don’t mistake generosity for weakness.” Liam’s mouth curved. “Good to know,” he said. “And don’t mistake politeness for fear.” Another ripple. Gunner’s eyes flashed.

I turn to the window, aware of his eyes moving up my body. Is he going to take me again? It wouldn’t surprise me. “So because you made me come, that means I’m what? In love with you?” “Perhaps,” Gunsyn replies, enraging me. “Or perhaps you will be in love in the future.” “That might make it a lot harder to kill me then.” “Perhaps,” he says again. I whirl on him. “Is that all you can say? Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps?” Gunsyn’s grin seems to never falter. This man is like an unshakeable, persistent, cosmic entity that the entire universe revolves around. Ice cold. I can’t see him ever breaking under pressure. The police must fear this man.

“The Black Spring I am not the holder of it anymore.” Slayer, “Huh? Liar, you just hide it somewhere. Retrieving that weapon and your head, we might ascend our rank, and be a high ranker and have our own official name too.” Slicer, “I want to fight her, head to head. But too bad, to her current state your underlings is enough to finish her.” Gunslinger, “.........” Slayer, “You heard him. Finish her off!”

Diego nodded excitedly, "GJ. Do you know what that means?" Shin shrugged, not understanding. "It's the brand name of the manufacturing company. Damn it, how am I supposed to know what it is? You're ... the staff who supplies the weaponry." Diego smiled widely, "GJ. Gardner, James. James Gardner. Your gun was made by James, senior." Shin was silent, seemingly trying to process the information. But after a few seconds he squealed, "Wait a minute! You mean James ... made my gun? He-"