Hello The Sharpshooter Novels & Stories

He let go of the steering wheel, "Doesn't matter..." After a loud collision, he plunged into darkness. When his spirit left his body, he thought he saw a familiar figure. (The End)

I was hugging my mate thanking the moon goddess that she is alive I saw my mate release from hug and pushed me I heard a gun shot and my mate falling to the ground. I became blank I rushed to hold her closely to my arms “Jessica! Jessica!" her eyes were closing she looked at me smiled “ Thank you for showing me genuine love. I am glad you are okay, if anything happens to you. I don't what I will do” she touch me face gently “ Jessica pls don't close your eyes, stay with me" She lost consciousness

The realization sank in slow, cold waves. So that mysterious person… the one who had saved us, or whatever the person did, had actually killed someone. Jerry continued, his tone cautious. “Whoever that shooter was… he or she isn’t just skilled—they’re deadly. That shot was clean, precise. That wasn’t luck, boss. That was experience. That’s someone who’s done it before.” I clenched my jaw. “You mean—” “I mean,” he interrupted softly, “we were dealing with a certified criminal. A professional.”

Shards of dark energy fell like superheated blades, cutting deep into my skin. I felt the sharp pain of broken ribs as a mouthful of warm blood erupted from my lips, blurring my vision. I saw him climb from the wreckage. Elsie was safe in his arms. His suit was torn, but his eyes were sharp. He gently stroked her hair, whispering reassurances, then teleported with her to safety. He didn't even look back. I lay on the cold ground, listening to the sizzle of residual shadow energy eating away at the trees, and the sound of my own fading breath.

Almost everyone one of the attackers was on the ground, looking like they had just stepped into the sun. “Holy shit…” I exclaimed as I looked at the hunter as he put some weapon back under his jacket, turning to look at me. I don’t know if that comment was because hunters have a weapon that powerful or because Diana was right. He is attractive.

SOMEONE'S POINT OF VIEW I was reading today's newspaper when I saw some very interesting news written in it. 'The Sharp Shooter: The Oracle's Pride' was written in bold letters. I smirked at the sight of the picture attached to it. A beautiful lady with fiery red long hair who is holding a very exquisite gun in her hands. She is aiming at the target with her pair of keen silver eyes. It makes one person lose their mind with a quick glance at this picture, and I must admit that I am no exception.

he said and pumped away. Clay and I were at it when I felt Lucian and Maxwell's presence in the shower. We took turns, and I rode all three of them. It was amazing and fun. I also noticed I had become bolder because I wasn't so shy. We finished up, and my pussy was still sore. "I think you are sore, Scarlett," Maxwell said, and I nodded. Lucian hugged me. "Next time, just say it; we won't touch you. Love-making should not hurt," he said, and I giggled.

The player was having the most powerful gun Groza. “Who is this guy?” asked Young Ho annoyed. There was supply drop in front of Lily. “Hurry!! Take it. Take it. Take ittttttt!” said Eun Ji and Lily took it immediately. She got M416 gun from it. Young Ho and Min Jun was still confused because of some player named Grim-reaper who suddenly came and is only targeting them. “Who is that b*stard???” asked Min Jun furiously while attacking him. “Who the hell is Grim_reaper?” asked Young Ho angrily.

Soft duty. Shin was still crying. Even his sobs grew louder. Maybe Mrs. Duty is now wet from Shin's tears. "I have no one in this world. I have nothing in this world. I have no people who love me. Everyone hates me. I'm just a loser who should have chosen suicide. Well, I should have died. So now let me die!" ***

I knew that belonged to one person I despised with every single fiber in my body. “ hi stranger” I said my voice dripping with wicked sarcasm, as I gritted my teeth when I tried to stand. “ Hello Klaus. Rude of me not to introduce myself. My name is Michael. I decide to pay you a visit” he said. I finally was able to stand up, I wouldn’t stop rubbing the back of my head. It hurt like hell. When I brought my hand to my face, I could see blood on it. Then I looked at Micheal and saw that he was holding a shotgun. It wasn’t an ordinary shot gun though. It was only specifically made to kill silently. Just then I broke into a laugh.