Jason Aldean Pro Gun Song Novels & Stories

"Cold preserves things and makes them last longer." He adjusted his jacket—which he was still wearing, looking like a disaster waiting to happen—and cracked his knuckles loudly. "Bro," Jason said, clapping me on the back hard enough to make me spill my drink. "How about I go shoot my shot?" I choked. "Excuse me?" "I’m going to go over there," Jason said, gesturing with his whiskey glass. "I’m going to introduce myself and I’m going to use that Miller charm you always say I don't have. What do you think? Do I have a chance?"

“You’re different. Kinder. And I say this even though I’m well aware of your reputation. I can see it in your eyes that you don’t agree to any of this.” Still, I say nothing, but I don’t like where this is going at all. Alpha Jason smiles one last time before saying, “When you know something is right, you fight for it. Fight for it until the very end of your days. I’ve done my part. Have you don’t yours?” As soon as he says this, he pulls a gun out of the inside pocket of his blazer. Ten guards lurch forward, holding out weapons of their own. Alpha Jason’s gun is pointed directly at me.

Cole explained with his whole body quivering both in pain and fear, "You were careless and allowed him find out, I am here to take your life since you are useless now, you are useless, so you should be dead!" Jason gruffed and cocked the gun, Cole fell on the floor pleading but it was only for few seconds as Jason fired five bullet into his body, He shook back the gun into his his pocket and head away, the gun had silencer so he wasn't afraid of the inmate and cell guard, the detective had got him in after knowing Cole was about to spit the truth,

Jason stepped forward and twirled his gun around his forefinger with an unusual grin. "James! Long time no see, Munching on Stone's food has made you a pig." He chuckled, startling the man. "How... How do you know that?" He stammered, staring at his eyes.. Jason moved backwards and dusted himself. "Go tell Stone that this should be the last time, he attacks this family." He walked away to where Fernando was. One of the young guys brought out his gun and shot at Jason. Jason dodged it and turned to him with his gun. Right there, he shot the dude at his arm, he slipped and fell to the ground, creating a loud thud.

He quickly picked up his black baseball cap on the counter and fixed it on his head, flaunting the little hair he had, out of the cap. His deep voice blustered "What is your business here? How much money do you want?" he grunted, narrowing his eyes. I got even more frightened when I sighted a Hunter's gun hung on the wall. I clung unto Jason's arm and he placed his arm over my shoulder, drawing me closer to him. "Is Cartel in?" Jason said in authority, suppressing the man's voice. Ooh.. I see what's going on here, my Baby Boo acting all tough to be the alpha.

Jakson said. "What is it?" Aland inquired, to which Jakson responded with an order. "Alright, I'll do it," Aland said, leaving with two pistols in his pockets. "Wait here and watch." Jakson stood up from his seat. "Where are you going, Jakson?" asked Jonathan. "I will secure my treasure!" said Jakson, and he walked away, leaving Jonathan there alone and watching with binoculars from the window. He then walked over to the wall and removed the painting, only to discover a rifle there.

Breaking the hold, he had on me with his stare, as I looked back over my shoulder at the pack doctor now moving towards us, trying to hold the wince of pain inside from doing so. Alpha Gunner cleared his throat, as if see me had affected him too, before he says to the pack doctor, “My trackers believe they have found where they took Trina.” “That’s great news.” The pack doctor says to him, with a questioning look on his face, before Alpha Gunner then says to him, “We believe she too has been poisoned, and I am going to need you to come with me.”

Cita, the son of a leader I know the bloomin' don't come without rain I know the losin' don't come without shame I know the beauty don't come without hurt Hol' up, hol' up, last thing last I know that Tunechi don't come without Wayne I know that losin' don't come without game I know that glory don't come without... Don't come without... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Pain! You break me down and build me up, believer, believer Pain Oh, let the bullets fly, oh, let them rain My life, my love, my drive, it came from... Pain! You made me a, you made me a believer, believer Last things last

He repeated again. Jason who couldn't hold his anger anymore took out his gun and shoot the two guys. "I think you need to calm down boss,we are short of boys and getting one ain't easy".His bodyguard informed him. "I don't care,what's their usefulness anyways".Jason spitted and walked away. "He's going crazy".Jason's bodyguard nodded feeling sorry for him.

He kept him very close, his hand on his back. "You seem enamored with my canary," He mentioned. The man frowned. "Yes. She sings nicely." Adrian narrowed his eyes. "Yes she does. She shines like a diamond doesn't she?" Nino produced a firearm from under the bar. "Here it is, gun on the rocks." The man tried to run, but Adrian was far stronger. He grabbed the gun from his pocket, examining it. "Why did you come here? Why were you trying to kill my beautiful canary?" Adrian demanded, putting the gun to his chest.