I Would Take A Bullet For You Novels & Stories

He was crying for me. I didn't expect to reply but the words ran out of my lips without hesitation. "I would do anything for you," I whispered. "I would take a bullet for you a thousand times over." And with that, my eyes closed and I knew no more. I guess John Paul was a really great man because they say whenever a great man dies he takes someone there with him . . .

“What?” “Just get over here.” Her hand stayed extended until he took it. She pulled him closer to her so their bodies touched. “I said it yesterday but maybe I wasn’t clear. I am never going anywhere, all I need you to do is be honest with me. Besides, I have been alone all my life and guns don’t scare me. I mean, I took a bullet for one member of the family already, what's one more?” “Would you really take a bullet for me?” His gaze was fixed on her.

“Promise you won't push me away” My lips pressed against each other. I didn't know what to say, all I know is I didn't want him to get hurt. “Damien..” His gaze grew desperate. “Say you won't push me away. Please,” he pressed. “I don't want anything to happen to you..”My voice shook. He pulled me into a tight hug. “Nothing will come in; I will take you home,” he said, wrapping his hands around mine. I slipped my hand away from his. “Wayne Took a Bullet for me. I have to be at my his side when he wakes up.

Cause you should know by now. That I would die for you. I gathered all my strength to jump in front of Gabriel to block the bullet for him. And the sound of the gunshot conquered the whole place. ~to be continued~

I loved that I still had that effect on him And then my hands traced to a small stitch, almost an invincible scar below his heart. Where he took a bullet for me. For Anthony too but whatever... "I'm gonna have to stop getting myself in situations where I get shot", I said. "Doesn't matter if you do, I'm always gonna take a bullet for you", he said. I looked up at him, his eyes glowing under the dim light and that of the moon. My hands tangled into his hair and I brought his face closer to mine, I kissed him.

"Are you looking for these." " I am and if I were you I wouldn't pull the trigger ." " I'm going to pull it any way … " I looked him straight in the eye. " Shoot me and see what happens ." ©#KCMmuoe

"He is one of a kind. The best friend you could possibly have." "I hope in time I manage to see him that way." "You will. He is loyal. He took two bullets for me and he barely knew me." That made me reconsider my stance regarding the man... maybe I was being too hard on them.

" Michelangelo doesn't keep guns around the house he thought that the kids were intruders just the other day so what are you telling me that there's a side to my husband that I thought I knew that I don't know because I've seen it all I've seen The Good The bad and The ugly what else is there to see or is this something that he has for me for fear of me not liking him for who he is because I know that he has a pretty checkered past and I've accepted him for who he is and what he is and I will love him regardless." "I know that and I also know that you won't cheat on him or treat him and kindly and that he has made the right choice but when it comes down to it I need you not to panic or run t

Because he was trying to protect me. He took a bullet for me. Thinking about that makes goosebumps erupt all over my skin. I couldn’t wrap my head around it. This is a man I didn’t know all that well, someone who has already lost so much trying to get my kids back. I’ll be damned if I let him lose anything else. I couldn’t leave him here. Even if he isn’t conscious and he doesn’t know that I’m here. I’ll wait until he is up and I see him for myself and I see that he is really fine. And people aren’t just lying to me.

The one he trusted with his life. “You—” My voice broke again. “He was shot. I don’t— I don’t know what to do.” Noah steadied me. “It’s okay. They’re taking care of him.” “No it’s not! He—he took a bullet for me.” My breathing turned ragged. “He could die because of me.” “If Ethan took a bullet for you,” Noah said, voice low and shockingly gentle, “then you mean a hell of a lot more to him than you think.”