I Would Take A Bullet For You Novels & Stories

It's more likely to get killed by a bear than an elevator. I transmigrated here from some reason and a cotton ball, or a ball of floating wool was hovering over me and started obnoxiously explaining my circumstances. After a month I found out that he was the reason why I died. "You what?" "I-I would cease to exist if I didn't make that-" "So you're telling, that you killed an innocent bystander who worked her *ss to have a better life...JUST TO SAVE YOURS?!" I was eating dinner on my own as usual during that time when it had a slip of tongue and revealed his intentions.

I clench my fists and before I know it my fists go through the wall. Andre pulls me away from the wall. “Dude what the fuck is your problem?” he asks me. His arms wrapped my arms, so I couldn’t move. “She took a fucking bullet for me!” I shout. Andre nods. “I know I was there…” Tears ran down my face. “She loves me… She took a bullet because she loves me…” I say crumbling in his arms. How could she love me? Why would she love someone like me? I don’t deserve her love.

She's my boss and she deserves everything good in this world" " Really? If you were there when Serena took the bullet for me, what could you have done? "Make sure she doesn't take that bullet? " What? You'll let me get shot instead? " No. I'll block her and get hit instead" "You would take a bullet for Serena? "I've taken many bullets for boss" "Many? Wow! You must be made of so much iron and other metallic stuff. Wow! "I would gladly die for boss" " I see. You may return back to your post". Matteo shut the door at Armando's face.

“Yeah. But you’ll take a bullet for me anyway.” He didn’t respond. He didn’t need to.

Eyeing Matt for a second with confusion and a slight look of annoyance, Elijah smiled sarcastically and replied simply, "Life is about taking risks. It's either take chances or live with regrets... Take it or leave it." "Well, your life is way important to me!" Matt exclaimed, clenching his fists tightly as he stared at Elijah. "I will take a bullet for you before you do, so you are not just living for one, but two." Turning his head towards Matt, Elijah remained silent for a moment before he responded in a cold tone, "I know my father is paying you to keep me safe, but-" "I never said that I will take a bullet because of your money and power or your father... I said that I will take a bulle

"That's his business." I scoffed. "Seriously, I can't believe I let myself go with you to kill people." He looked at me. "You gave me options and I picked one." He shrugged again, returning his eyes to the road. I shook my head in disbelief. "You chose to take me to that place? What if I got shot?" "That can't happen, baby. Big Kai's girl can't get shot. Or else the world would burn." My heart reacted instantly. "Besides, my car is fucking bulletproof and I am good with guns. Faster even."

"I wanted to see how your body responds to me like a moth to flame again. I missed that." "I missed you." She blurted. "You don't get to say that, Destiny." "Why? I mean it." "Then you shouldn't have gone all heroic. What if you didn't survive it?" "I survived it. That's what matters." "Why the fuck will you do that anyway. I'm just Wilhelm. Why would you think of taking a bullet for me? I don't understand." "You think I would sit and watch that bastard pull a bullet right through your head? No way."

I asked him. “Why did I do what?” He responded without looking at my face this time. Alexander you took a bullet for me, why did you do it? I inquired again. “Someone had to do it”. He finally said after a short pause that seemed like he was thinking about the best response to give me. “I couldn’t watch the kill you before my eyes so I had to push you aside” “And let yourself get hit by a bullet?”

It was a miracle I stayed silent and didn’t shoot him myself after that stunt. He looked at each of us in amusement and addressed David at last in a serious tone “Brothers die for each other David. They take bullets for each other. Death is more than welcome if it saves my brother, which you already witnessed me doing when I, without blinking, jumped in front of a bullet to save Alex. I’ll gladly die for him David. I’ll gladly… die for you….be your brother….take a bullet for you. Are you willing to do the same?”

“I love her. I love her so much. If she dies… I won’t be able to live with myself.” I had never admitted that to anyone—not even myself—not fully. But now the words poured out like they were ripped from my soul. Mom sat beside me, gripping my hand. “She’s a fighter, Ace. She won’t give up.” “She took a bullet for me,” I whispered, voice hoarse and raw. “That stupid bullet was meant for me. I should be the one in there—” I pointed blindly at the OR doors. “Not her, Mom. Not her.”