Gunsmith Cats Rally Novels & Stories

I smiled politely and shook my head, passing her some cash before I exited the bar, deciding to check out the competitions instead. All rallys had the same stock-standard games the bikers all enjoyed; throwing a bike tyre to see who can throw it the furthest, seeing who can ride on a single wheel the longest, and the typical races as you'd expect. I entered into all of them, hoping it would make the day go faster. It's not as if I'd be able to leave Jay and Harley at the rally and go back to the house alone. "You did pretty well in this round," a guy I presumed to be a bit younger than me commented as I came second in the tyre throwing competition.

Kate arrived at the exchange house and knocked. “Kate, the guys have forbidden us to come here.” “I know, but they won’t know.” The door opened and one of her men came out, dressed in joggers and a t-shirt. “Boss, what are you doing here? The boss will kill us if he finds out you came.” “I’m not going in, I just need you.” Kate grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him outside. “I know you have guns, but do you have a place for target practice?”

Riley’s POV The warehouse stood like a jagged tooth against the gray sky. It smelled of rust, salt, and impending death. I looked at the nine girls standing around me. We were the "Wild Cats," the lethal weapons of the Triplets. But today, I didn't want to be a weapon. I wanted to be free. I checked my belt. My pistol was heavy. I felt the cold handle of the knife hidden in my pocket. It pressed against my thigh, a sharp reminder of the world I lived in.

But hearing their Matriarch leader thinking of accepting such offers, made all the elders pique interest. Stormy then elaborate on the stories which happened in the afternoon a few hours ago. She speaks about the president and his entourage way of treating her and Polly, politely and different from all the other royalty that they have meet before. She told about the discoveries of the Glock 19 which is the new type of musket or guns which Stormy deemed is the correct way to develop their clan famous inventions. She also tell about the president shooting display, which by far the best that she has ever seen, she strongly believes that if Red Mountain Clan ever get laid a hand on the handgun o

Agent Vernon chuckled. “She was a good fighter,” Agent Jane said while trying to stop herself from giggling. “They said she had quick hands and she could usually put down her opponent in just a few seconds. She was a vicious fighter. They called her The Gunmetal Mama. Sometimes she would come out holding a gun that wasn’t loaded. Every time she’d come out to fight, they would play music by her favorite rapper, Tupac Shakur,” Agent Jane explained through her giggling.

she sneered, a gun pointed at Tess. Liam growled, his wolf form ready to pounce. But Cath just smiled. "Don't even think about it, alpha," she purred. "I've got a little insurance policy. Say goodbye, Tess." Tess's eyes locked onto the gun, her heart racing with fear. This was it. This was the end. But then, a blur of movement caught her eye. Ryder launched himself at Cath, knocking the gun aside. The shot went wild, echoing through the night.

Alpha Cato, the alpha of the Red Cast pack and the host for the summer hunt, announced and was heavily applauded. After the applause died down, his Luna, Isla, continued. “Uhm… Ladies first. This year is unique, and of course, it will be a partner event. We’ll be hunting the golden rabbits… there are 30 golden rabbits in the woods. There are 15 packs here if I’m not mistaken. Follow the map given to you and the clue sheet, and whichever pack finds more golden rabbits wins the prize of gold bars.” “This is thrilling.” The crowd cheered.