Jason Aldean Pro Gun Song Novels & Stories

I said, glancing at Jason and putting my hands up defensively, hoping he knew what I was thinking. I could see him swallow hard while watching me. I took the gun from my waistband and bent over, acting like I was placing the gun down on the concrete, but instead of pushing the gun across the ground just fast enough for Jason to get it, Ale was about to shoot. Jason elbowed him in the stomach, forcing Ale to double over. Jason released the safety aims for Ale’s chin and pulled the trigger. I run forward, going for the guy who is now aiming for Jason's head and smashing him fast in the face, knocking the gun from his hand and onto the ground.

GUNS AND ROSES CHAPTER ONE MARIA PAUL'S POV .......................................................................................... It was a day to my freedom to run,to crawl or to swim but at most i must move and never slow down. With my poor heart beating profusely, mind racing as i went through the thousand different things that could possibly go wrong tonight. My body ached and my hands shew, the whip marks printed on my skin. I had to do this to save myself. My hands shook with trepidation as i quickly threw clothes into the largest bag i could find, thought after thought occupying my mind . I had to get out of here that was all that mattered.

he cried, struggling to keep his grip on the gun. Suddenly, a shot rang out, echoing through the room. The atmosphere grew eerily silent as the sound reverberated in their ears. Skylar gasped, her eyes darting between Jason and Pietro. Pietro staggered back, clutching his arm. Blood seeped through his fingers, but his eyes remained locked on Jason. “Jason, please,” he said weakly, his voice filled with pain. “It doesn’t have to end this way.” Jason’s expression softened for a moment, but then he looked down at the gun in his hand. His face twisted with a mixture of regret and determination. “I’m sorry,” he whispered one last time before raising the gun again.

“Yes, Philip. And trust me, everything will be a whole lot easier if it goes to me than to the police. I know what to do with it, the police doesn’t. No offense to your Dad.” Jason draw something out from his tuxedo. It was a gun. “Now, are you in or out?” “Okay, okay, we’re in.”

His first head wound hadn’t fully healed yet as it reopened. Jason cursed as Frank turned the gun on him. Jason held Wilson’s gun up to him as well. “Frank. It’s not too late to stop this. Please.” Jason wanted to kill the man, but still couldn’t forget the man he was. The Frank he knew him to be. Frank held his gun closer taking several steps. “Do you even know how to use that?” Jason cocked the gun back until it clicked to demonstrate his skills. “It’s a whole lot you don’t know about me.” He replied. Frank nodded, impressed. Then he fired a shot towards Jason’s foot that caused Jason to jump back, pushing Alyssa out of the way.

“Jaxon! What’s happening?! Why are there gunshots?!” Oh my gosh, what’s happening? Why is this happening here? I couldn’t stop my tears from falling, a mix of fear and anxiety. Who wouldn’t be? We were just talking, and suddenly this happens! The sounds continued, and I could hear Jaxon cursing while holding his phone. “Shit, Kris! Damn it, how did they follow me here?!” he shouted at his conversation partner. Wait, Kris? As in Kristopher? “Damn it, I can’t, I’m—” He stopped and looked at me, “Skye, come on, where are they? Okay okay, I know. Okay. I’ll call them.” He said and ended the call, putting his phone back to his ear. “Team, Alpha, I need a glock 19 caliber, Sig Sauer P228, and extr

“Jackie, go tie up Alessa. I am giving you one more chance.” “Stay away from her and stay away from my daughter.” Jackie gripped the gun harder. “Jason. You like touching the filth. Tie her up.” “My pleasure!” Jason said, moving towards Alessa. Alessa hid Cindy behind her. Jackie fired a shot but missed Jason. “You little bitch.” Jason yelled, turning his attention towards Jackie. “Jackie, Jackie. I need you to relax. You forget, I still have Adam tied up to some really bad stuff. It can put him away in jail for a very long time.” Frank warned.

Draven arrived at the location he had sent Jason to, and sure enough, Jason was already there, waiting with the money. He remembered Amber's words, that he shouldn't bring anyone, just the money. But he knew he couldn't go alone. The money wasn't even complete, but it was better than nothing. The ride had been long and tense. As they neared the location, they suddenly heard the sounds of gunshots, nonstop. Draven realised his tyre had been hit. There was no escape. "Get down now! All of you!" voices yelled, but they couldn't see anyone. "If you don't get down now, these bullets will go into your skull," the voice repeated.

Alvar's enthusiasm was contagious as he handed me my gun. "What are you waiting for?" he exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. With a firm grip on my weapon, I aimed at the first target and pulled the trigger. The resounding sound of gunfire echoed through the air as the bullet found its mark. Alvar joined in, unleashing a volley of shots with remarkable precision. The rhythmic sound of bullets hitting their targets filled the room, creating a symphony of controlled power. As I fired round after round, I felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. All shot was a testament to my dedication, a step towards mastering my gun powers once again.