Killshot Marvel Novels & Stories

The impact shatters his ribs with a delightful crunch. I step over the threshold, bringing my rifle up. A contractor in heavy tactical gear is raising an automatic shotgun in the center of the room, firing blindly into the dark. The muzzle flash blinds him further, lighting up the room in strobe-like bursts of chaotic yellow. He doesn't even see me tracking his thermal signature. I pull the trigger. Three suppressed rounds tear into the center of his chest, the specially made bullets punching clean through the Kevlar of his vest. The kinetic energy lifts him entirely off his feet, tossing his dead weight backward into a row of metal filing cabinets. He slides to the floor, leaving a thick, d

“How dare you talk big even in the face of death?!” Shauna scoffed and took a step forward. “Kid, are you the one who killed my son, Huey?” “You’re right. I killed that good-for-nothing,” Chase replied indifferently. Shauna was so furious that she wanted to chop him into pieces. “Do you even know who I am? How dare you kill my son?” “Listen up, she’s my ex-wife and she’s known as Black Widow in the Golden Triangle,” John announced proudly.

I didn’t try to fight the ward; I tried to freeze the energy of the ward itself. Absolute Zero. A shockwave of white light exploded from my hands. The violet dome didn’t just break; it shattered like glass, the shards evaporating before they hit the ground. The chanting stopped abruptly as the assassins turned, their masked faces tilted upward in shock. “Now!” I roared. Killian let out a howl that shook the mountainside and leaped into the fray. He was a whirlwind of black fur and teeth, tearing through the robed figures with a savagery that spoke of five years of repressed rage.

"The ocean belongs to me... and now... so will you." Kyle’s Last Move Before Rook could react... Kyle surged forward, slamming the emergency override, locking down the missile launch console. "You’ll never win," Kyle spat. Natalia’s Vengeful Command "Kill him," Natalia ordered coldly. Rook Fires... Gunfire erupted... The screen went dark. The deafening gunshot echoed, bouncing off the steel walls, cutting through the thick silence. Kyle stumbled back, clutching his side, blood staining his fingers, his breath ragged.

When she calmed herself, she sighed, becoming sad again, then she raised the knife that flashed in the light, “this is for everyone you have ever caused pain. Let us start with me.” And in one smooth motion, she slit his throat. Blood sprayed across his chest. He tried to speak, but only gurgling sounds escaped his mouth. Karma climbed on the bed and stood over his head, placing her Christian Louboutin heels over his mouth, and with one forceful push down, she matched firmly on the ball in his mouth, causing it to enter his throat. The last thing Marcus saw was his daughter wiping the blade on his shirt, her cold, empty expression never changing.

"Emotional attachments identified as severe malware. Purging the Sterling infection." Katherine raised her sniper rifle with terrifying speed, aiming it directly at Jack’s chest. Jack froze, his heart slamming against his ribs. He had faced cosmic horrors, Devourers, and arrogant gods, but looking down the barrel of his own wife's rifle was a uniquely paralyzing terror. "Boss, move!" Marcus lunged, throwing his shield up, but Katherine was too fast. She fired. The anti-matter round slammed into Jack’s shoulder, tearing through the Valkyrie-Apex armor and biting deep into his flesh. Jack grunted, stumbling backward, the absolute-zero frost instantly biting into his veins.

I sat as I stared at her waiting for her to tell what was so important that she made me forfeit my ice cream. "Marco Leonardo is a killer like you. Not a killer but unlike the other people who send you to do their dirty work, Marco does his by himself. Unless he is busy, then he sends his right-hand man to finish the job" she finished and released a long held breath. "Why are you telling me all this?" I said clearly pissed off. "Because he won't hesitate to kill you if you make a funny move" Kill me? Does this woman know how many people have tried to kill me but ended up dead?

the villain muttered, just then Thera came out from the top of the car (open roof) holding a mini rocket “let’s see if this big toy would have effect on you” Thera said as she lunched the rocket at the sexy villain, it exploded and caused a huge rucked, the enabled Thera and her team to escape successfully, a young man wearing a black singlet ran up to the villain girl who was injured and held her up, “hey Sharon are you ok?” Sharon smiled and looked at him, “I’ll be better, let’s go back, we only came to test their fire power, next time we will be ready”

KILLIAN The screen froze for a second, the image of Rebel Rhodes standing in that press room still etched in my head like a fever dream that would never go away. A gun in her hand. Robert clutching his left shoulder, face twisted in agony. Reporters screaming and ducking for cover. And then Rebel—calm, with fire in her eyes, spitting out her warning like a queen issuing a death sentence. I leaned back in my chair, pulse hammering, not from fear but from something else. Something darker. “Holy shit,” Ray muttered from the couch opposite me. His eyes were still wide, his glass of whisky forgotten in his hand. “She just shot Robert...On live TV, Killian. That’s not guts—that’s suicidal.” I smir