I'll Catch A Grenade For You Novels & Stories

She pulled a small cylindrical device from her belt. Julien stared. “Is that…?” “A neuro-pulse grenade,” she said. “But it’s unstable. The last one I had detonated early and took out half a bunker.” Cassian grabbed it. “You cover Julien. I’ll draw it in.” “Cassian—” “No arguments. Protect the signal.” He ran. Down the hill, toward the figure moving with death’s patience. Julien yelled after him, “Do not die! I swear if you die, I’m rewriting your will!”

“You are already here. Come take him.” Dahlia paused, savoring Amanda’s words, then strode forward, Matteo close behind her. “You are already here. Come take him.” Amanda’s eyes immediately caught the flash of metal skidding across the floor toward the men left behind. She reacted instantly, sprinting as the M67 grenade landed nearby, its scrape echoing close to the men and drawing their focus. The men stumbled, colliding into each other, boots scrambling across the tiles, voices breaking into shouts of panic as they tried to regain control.

Racheal dived for the grenade, coincidentally escaping the shot Zuri fired at her as she fell. She hurried out of the shed with the grenade. She looked around the woods, unsure where the cops were hiding. The grenade was still pinned, so she just threw it in the nearest part of the woods, hoping no one was there and that the thing would not go off. It didn't. She inhaled, and screamed with all the strength in her lungs, “Help.”

Trixie said, pulling one side of her coat open, Nae immediately started trying to pull one of the pins. “THAT'S IT, I'M GOING TO KILL HER!” Mina yelled as she tried to jump the seats to get to Trixie. “God damnit Trixie why the fuck do you have to piss Mina off every time we go somewhere? And why the hell did you put C4 all over this damn jet? We already worried about motha fuckas attacking us again.” Ji'lahni asked her friend, she now had the reason, she felt like something was going to go wrong. “I did it so we will have the upper hand, if somebody tries anything they won't live to chase us. I wouldn't blow it up until we are all off the jet first. Oops, Nae you can't pull the pin out of t

When you try your best but you don’t succeed, When you get what you want but not what you need, When you feel so tired but you can’t sleep Stuck in reverse, And the tears come streaming down your face, When you lose something you can’t replace, When you love someone but it goes to waste, Could it be worse? Lights will guide you home And ignite your bones And I will try to fix you. - Fix you, Cold play. ....................................................................... They have set the funeral soon for Jay’s mom after two days of her death and Jay’s uncle took care of everything for the funeral.

Dayton turned to look at me and giggled, “Ailina, you are so nice. You are the first girl who’s willing to give me something. I have decided to chase you.” Suddenly, with a thunderous sound, Dayton fell to the ground. (System: You have been blown up by your teammate with the broken shrapnel.) Dayton’s eyes widened, “What? Hey, number one you blow me up. Do you not know how to play this game? Let me tell you this grenade can blow up your teammates. Come and help me…” Before he could finish his word, another grenade hit him. “Ailina, does your friend know how to play?” Dayton turned to ask me.

The terrorist group was still looking around for him. Until suddenly a cobra slithered nearby. Nathan cursed again. "There he is!" One of them threw a grenade that landed next to him. "Oh, God. I promise I'll repent after this if I survive. Give me your strength," Nathan said as he grabbed the cobra's head and ran as fast as he could. Before the grenade exploded, Nathan threw the snake into the crowd. His body was thrown several meters once the grenade finally exploded. The pain from the scratches from the bush branches on his arms and legs was ignored.

She stepped forward again. Alec growled. “Zara—” “I know what I’m doing,” she snapped. Then she knelt. Directly in front of Juliette. Face to face. The smell of sulfur and old perfume surrounded them. Zara reached into her boot and removed a sleek, black device—EMP grenade, military-grade. Roman whispered into her earpiece, “You’ll have ten seconds. Tops.” “Just enough,” she replied. She pressed the activation trigger and slid the grenade under Juliette’s chair.

be, could it be Bryan, because I agreed to marry him, may be he still likes Mariel his Ex. I am getting burnt what is the use of knowing ganged to kill me. " Ahhh" my whole body hurts *VOOM!!* The fire caught, I rushed to untie my hand quickly, I need to save my dad. " Dad!!! " " Dad!! " I found him laying helplessly, tears dropped from my eyes. " Melanie!" " Dad" "Melanie I pray the heavens accept our soul, I am sorry I didn't save you" " Dad we are not going to die here I will find a way out of here"

I crossed Alice’s arms against her chest and pushed deeply. “CLEAR!” came a scream from the other side of the window. It was just as I had suspected. They had lobbed in a grenade. Before I could get up to throw it back, the grenade had already made its way across the room. It would explode any second. Before I could see if the Ritual had worked or not, I landed on the grenade, picked it up and lobbed it back through the small clearing between the window and the bed I’d propped against it.