I Would Take A Bullet For You Novels & Stories

"Honey, it's going to be alright. We got this." "No, we don't." She groaned, "This is bad news. Really bad." "I know," I said in a low tone. "But Mom, we always survive. This is nothing compared to what we've fought against in our past." "I know we'll survive." She gave me a blank look, "But will she?" "She's strong." I said, "If it's a matter of survival, then yes. I will take a bullet for her if I have to."

Edward gently stroked her hair with one hand and slowly said, "You and I are the same. We're sensitive, and because of this, we get ourselves hurt. I've put my life on the line for him so many times and never regretted it. “If it weren't for the fact that he used me as a shield for the bullet, I wouldn't have believed that he was this type of person. Look! Look at this!" He suddenly shoved her away forcefully and pointed at the scar left by the bullet hole. "This is where the bullet hit me! It's here! "There are countless scars on my body, but this is the one he left when he pushed me with his bare hands to take the bullet for him! People are selfish in the face of life and death. Can't you

“That’s one way to say ‘thank you for not dying.’” My chest caved. A sob ripped free before I could hold it back. “Don’t you dare joke right now, Ryan. Don’t you—” My voice cracked as hot tears streamed down my cheeks. “You could’ve died. You took a bullet for me.” “And I would gladly do it again, ” he rasped, but his thumb brushed lazily over my hand, grounding me.

The ride was silent,, so I turned on the radio on only for these lyrics to come through. Oh, oh I would go through all this pain Take a bullet straight through my brain Yes, I would die for ya baby But you won't do the same " Turn that off, " Clay yelled, and I quickly did. If I had known that song was playing, I wouldn't have turned the one. " I didn't ask you to take the shot for me, your stupid ass did." Clay yelled. It broke my heart. Of course he didn't, but I did it out of my love for him.

We came together, and I almost collapsed on top of her. She was on her back; my weight was on her. She took a deep breath and said, “Babe, you’re squishing me.” “Oh shit! I’m so sorry, baby,” I said, pulling myself up and out of her. I gathered her to my arms and hugged her tightly, afraid that if I let go, she would disappear, and I wouldn’t be able to live with that. As I breathed in the scent of her and drifted to sleep, I knew I meant everything I said to her. I would take a bullet for her. I would die without her. I would die for her. Anytime. Any day.

And so far, Luther hasn’t disappointed me yet. “Are you sure you will surrender all the bullets to me? You can keep one for yourself for safety purposes since that’s the only bullet that can kill me.”

******************************************* “I LOVE YOU BABY, AND IF IT’S QUITE ALRIGHT, I NEED YOU BABY, TO WARM A LONELY NIGHT, I LOVE YOU BABY,” We both screamed and sang at the top of our lungs as we stared at each other. ***************************************** “I thought we agreed to not do this during missions.” I said, the sounds of guns firing echoed through the walls. “I haven’t seen you all day, I can’t help myself.” He said as his lips met mine again. ******************************************* “Why? Why did you take the bullet for me?” I sobbed as I placed my hand over his and leaned into his touch. “Because you’re my everything. I’d rather die knowing that you’re safe than liv

click. The sound of the empty chambers echoed in the vast factory, a countdown to death. Then, I threw the gun at Isabella's feet. "Your turn," I said, my voice devoid of heat. "Six chambers. Three bullets. Let's make it fair." "No! Dante! Please!" Isabella completely broke down, collapsing to her knees, snot and tears streaming down her face. "I was wrong! I was so wrong! Don't..." "Pick it up." My voice was devoid of any warmth. "Or I'll make your father, your brother, every man in your family, play along with you."

"I never loved you. I only married you because you were a good choice at the time when I needed a Luna. That's it. That's all you ever were." Something inside my chest cracked. Not my ribs. Not my bones. Something deeper. "I took a bullet for you," I whispered. My throat was raw. "A silver bullet. It destroyed me. It killed my wolf—" "I never asked you to." Six words that ended everything. "What?"

"Did you get to take what you wanted?" "Yes. It's in the van. I didn't have the time to check it." "Okay." She pulled away and looked into his eyes. "Why did you take the bullet?" "I was wearing a bulletproof vest. If the bullet had hit you, you could have died." "What if you were not on a bulletproof vest?" "I would still have taken the bullet in your place." "You shouldn't do that." "Why?" "It's dangerous, Zuerien." He shrugged and leaned back.