Kill Shot Book Novels & Stories

He had learned a long time ago to never trust women. Suddenly, before he could aim and shoot, the biker rushed to face him as he had his own gun ready and waiting. The girl screamed and Slava took the shot, but as he did he felt that hot breath on the back of his neck again and he startled as he pressed the trigger. His shot was echoed by a shot from the biker and Slava felt the biker’s bullet rip into his upper chest. He saw the biker fall back to the bed as the girl screamed long and loud.

That is also the time when I finally decided to ask him, “What is Shiku Itikito?" He was shocked by my question then, “Since you are the only one who successfully killed him, I think that you deserve to know. Each country has its own myths and legend, right? Here in japan are the yokai, and what you killed is their leader. Yes, their leader indeed. The twelve ronins are yokai's, they've been here for a long time now. There is a lot that you need to know.” he paused then, “Want some advice to survive in your work? Better make sure to studies the myths and legends of your next assignment.”

His necklace swayed with his hurried footsteps, and the jewel glinted under the light. My eyes started to tear up. My father collapsed onto the floor when he saw my dead body. His hands were trembling as he touched my face, and he did not dare look at my body. Captain George said, “Mr. Reid, I’m sorry for your loss. It’s crucial for you to cooperate with us now to find your son’s murderer. We’ve discovered that there were some issues between Jimmy and him recently. May I know if you have anything for us to follow as leads?”

Archie lay still with unsteady breathe and violent heartbeat. The killer grabbed the silver knife in his hands and raised it. Archie’s eyes grew bigger seeing the knife now above in the air. In the moment of fling the knife was stabbed in Archie’s chest where his heart was supposed to be. But the killer was not satisfied with one stab so he pulled out the knife back and stabbed again and again and again until he was satisfied. "Its not over Archie Hamilton. Not Yet." The killer said in angered tone. Seeing the light of life now completely gone from Archie’s eyes the killer was now more than satisfied. He got off Archie’s stomach and sat beside him on his feet.

He leaned close, pressing his forehead to mine like some sick and twisted intimacy. “Kill him, Avery,” he whispered desperately. “Kill him and come home with me.” “No,” I whispered. “I made a promise.” “To me,” he breathed. “Not you. To him.” His eyes blazed with anger as he squeezed my neck even tighter. The world was spinning. Then I heard Rafa’s shout echo through the warehouse. “LET HIM GO!” A gunshot exploded. Eli jerked violently. He looked down, and a bullet hole bloomed red in the center of his chest.

On the terrorist course, Kim was as deadly as Kelly; she was even nearly as good using automatic weapons. What really shook up Kelly was what Kim did firing her brand-new automatic on the terrorist course. With Kim, every target received a “double tap” — two very fast shots. When scoring her targets they got to the one with the terrorist’s arm around the neck of a woman holding a baby. There was a bullet hole neatly centered between the terrorist’s two eyes. But she had fired a double tap, and there was no sign of the second round. They carefully studied it, then used a magnifying glass. Using magnification, they realized that the bullet hole was almost a millimeter wider than it was high. K

Blood runs hot and thick down my skin. His eyes flash with rage, and he raises his gun at me, ready to fire. Time slows down, but I know I can’t hesitate. The shot is coming. But before the trigger is pulled, Aaron and Timmy strike first. In a near-perfect synchronicity, they open fire. The bullets are swift and precise. KJ falls backward, the gun slipping from his hand before he even realizes what hit him. The look of surprise fades from his face as consciousness leaves him, until death claims him.

Lilian dashed forward swiftly. Kiran circled from one o'clock to eleven o'clock. The sniper at eleven, quick to react, tried to retreat. The nine o'clock sniper fired at Kiran to cover the eleven o'clock sniper’s escape. Kiran's body vanished suddenly, reappearing in front of the eleven o'clock sniper. Shocked, the sniper hesitated, his eyes wide with fear. Bang! Kiran knocked him out. The nine o'clock sniper tried to shoot, but Kiran’s silver needle hit his forehead, killing him. The sniper, who failed to kill Kiran, was himself killed by Kiran.

“Before anything, Gentlemen, we balance the books, or I start erasing names from this world, and the next.” The men paused. “You wouldn't dare,” Victor sneered. “Is it a dare?” Antonio’s grin came out slow, dangerous. His lips moving silently, before a single question dropped icily— “Shoot!” A red pointer emerged on Victor's forehead. The next second, the sound of a bullet broke in, through the window. Kiktor shoved his Boss {Victor Loa}, and they both landed on the floor. “Holy sh*t!” Victor cussed, edging murderous glare at Antonio—Kiktor already drew his gun, pointing.

Trigger warning - rated 18+ This book has graphic sex scenes, addiction to sex, violence like murder and threats, betrayal, grief, and trauma. It shows sex used for control or revenge. If you’re sensitive to sexual coercion, addiction, or strong violence, please be careful. CHAPTER 1 ~ Skye ~ Nova pinned me hard against the wall. His thick cock was buried balls-deep inside my soaking pussy. He thrust up into me with steady, brutal force. Each stroke stretched me wide open and slammed right into that sweet spot until my legs shook.