Magic Fantasy Guns Novels & Stories

Made to tear through magic and keep going. “This one,” I say. “What does it do?” “It eats wards,” he replies. “Slow at first. Then fast.” “And this?” “Burns on contact. Not enough to kill. Enough to panic.” I smile wider. “Perfect.” I move down the table and keep talking because if I stop I might scream. “I tried patience,” I say. “I tried careful. I tried letting shadows do the work.” I grab a gun and feel the magic thrum through it.

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

"Well, I can shoot you. Have you heard of a gun. Is called a Kong rifle which can make someone immobile till they get the right treatment and if they do not, they do die, no matter their magic, their magic are worthless when it comes to the healing" Aiden said, not wasting a single piece of time, he looked again at the coach man, the coach man understanding what his stare meant. He threw the gun at alpha Aiden and Aiden caught it immediately, and with a swift move, he turned to the witch as he shoot loads of bullets into her body.

This was the first time she held the gun and she was already addicted to it. During the shooting, she was too busy and too engaged with the enemy to care about what had happened. Her first thought during the shootout was whether the enemy died or not. The rest was behind her. Frankly speaking, the beast blessing from The Unknown made them superior based on their bodies’ sturdiness according to the races they were blessed with. The mana was imbued inside them and that’s their magic – most of them.

"Sniff around." "What?" Sniff? "Bring enough security. And guns," Magnus replied. He was still trying to sound cool and detached. "Don't be conservative. You'll need them." For what? "Guns? Why?" I scowled at my phone, gripping the side of my waist, my heart pounding with hope and loads of anxiety. "Thank me later." I covered my mouth and clenched my jaw at his condescending tone. Why the fuck would we need guns around the maze?

"For you to go to my territory. "You are not a monster" I said because I felt it... I have the ability to know if a creature is a monster based on their energy. It only failed with that girl because I couldn't feel any energy coming from her. "That's true because I'm a Mage— a sorcerer," the old man replied, who was pulled back by my soldiers. Because people are more afraid of witches. The mage has the power like a god... but has the heart of a demon. I immediately pointed the blade of my weapon at the old mage "Then it's not our god you worship..." I shouted then quickly attacked but someone blocked my sword... the girl with orange eyes, like a lightning flaming weapon suddenly appeared in

I could see my happiness on my face; I smiled like a kid on his first Christmas. After a quick check-up on the weapons and reading the list of what we received, I proceed to tryouts. We had twelve new weapons, four different new guns, a bow, two swords, two new whips, and some silver daggers. Count Vlad helped me try the daggers and whips. I tried the guns and bows; the swords weren’t tested because there were some mistakes when made. Almost all weapons have silver and wolfsbane. So if they’re not handled correctly, they can hurt you. I wear special gloves for each gun, so only certain people learn to take them.

I felt uncomfortable. “… there are only two of them. So, by default, they will go against each other. And with our water mages, there are 7. There will be two duels and a battle against three mages. There are twenty-six mages in total. 2 light, 7 water, 2 fire, 4 winds, 2 earth, 3 lightning, 2 spatial, 2 ice, 2 silver, 2 sound. There are different types of magics but only these magics stood out” he’s right. Some magic is really not meant to be used for battling. Although they could still be used on the battle ground, their magic usually can’t keep up to those who have primary magics like me. That’s how unfair magic is. Like snow magic, it can be use to attack enemies but it does not stand a

Amy tried not to let the maniacal Joker-like laughter distract her. The woman soldier ignored the pain radiating through her punctured wrist. She had another trick up her sleeve, hoping her crazed laughter would distract Amy. The soldier almost captured Amy when she pulled out her Ruger SR9 semi-automatic pistol, aiming it at Amy. But the Death Row Infantry-woman forgot to reload her magazine, which meant her gun was empty. The soldier pulled the trigger, only to hear her gun respond with a click.

Nothing else! I pulled her by her hand and walked her to the storage compartment. She was gobsmacked at the sight of so many guns, in different shapes and sizes. If only she knew how many weapons were in this castle. “I like this one.” She chose a silver Diamondback Firearms pistol. And somehow that was predictable. I mean the toy looked so much like her. “Pick it up,” I instructed and she looked at me before staring down at them. She leaned her small hand towards it, and then cursed out: