Matans Shooter Novels & Stories

He slowly stood up– his left leg couldn't hold his weight, so he balanced on the table across from us. "I'm gonna fucking kill you both." Rory and I both laughed. Men could never accept defeat. Let alone defeat from two girls. "You're pathetic, Matteo. And, you always will be," I laughed. "You won't do anything. You can't kill me. You don't have it in you. You're weak..... and scared. So who's the real pathetic one here," Matteo grinned. He kicked off the table and dove towards me. But, before he could get too close, I pulled the trigger of the gun. The loud bam hurt my ears. Rory covered her head and groaned. I could feel the vibration of the gun in my hand.

I warned. "Or what‌?" Matteo sneered.‌ "You'll kill me? You're al⁠ready going t⁠o ki​ll me, Lorenzo. The only⁠ questi‍on is‌..." He raised the g‌un fa‍ster than I e‍xpec‌ted. BANG‍. The bu​ll‍et slamme‍d into my sh‍oul⁠der—the same sho⁠ulder I had injured in the ca‌r‌ c‌rash weeks ago.

“But I guess there’s no keeping it from you now.” “So you were trying to get to him?” I can hardly believe it, even though I know consciously that that’s what the mate bond does to people. “You know he was going to kill you, don’t you? I heard them talking about it on the beach. They wanted you dead. If you’d gone to him, he would have killed you then and there.” “You just don’t know,” she says. “You don’t know what a mate bond feels like.” “That doesn’t matter, Lyra. I heard what the old man on the beach said. They were going to kill you.”

Matteo took the gun from me, snapping me out of my gaze. “Are you listening?” he asked. “I lost focus.” He placed the gun back in my hand. “Again.” This time, I tightened my grip, raised the gun, aligned the shot, and fired. Matteo watched in silence. “Good.” “Training ends here. Ethan will take you back.” As I gathered my gear, Matteo's eyes caught mine across the room. He leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, blocking my exit. “You did well today,” he said.

He only made it a few feet before someone lunged for him. Matt dropped his gun and rolled to the side. In a swift movement, he lifted his handgun and shot the man in the head. The body slumped to the ground. Matt turned and began firing off shots, gesturing for us to run. I shoved Fiona ahead of me as we tore across the ground. We reached the side of the building, where Ted and his boyfriend Andrew were crouched, large guns on their shoulders. Around the other side of the compound, the fighting grew louder and more violent.

“We were not sent to kill you.” The youngest hunter stared at him in disbelief. Rowan caught it. “You might want to explain that to your friend.” Matthias’s jaw tightened. “He acted without orders.” “He pointed a rifle at my chest.” “And he will answer for it.” “To whom?” Again, Matthias looked at Fen. Something unspoken passed between them. Rowan didn’t understand it, but Fen did. That certainty unsettled her more than the rifles. The second hunter slowly got to his feet, holding one arm against his ribs.

Anna and Flint. I understand Flint’s humility. He comes from a lower-ranking family in a large pack. There is no doubt that he got his skill from nothing other than hard work and dedication. Anna, however, is a natural and has every right to be a cocky warrior. Yet, she is considerate and quiet when she fights. She weighs her options and goes for the most ethical kill. I can only assume that has more to do with her personality and friendship than with her training. “I think we know who the shittiest warrior is,” Bill chuckles darkly, leaning forward and writing the name Matilda on the little white board. It’s strange how seven letters in black can cause me so much discomfort. Yet they do, an

I try calming him down by telling him we are going to find our mate now but he is getting more and more agitated. I walk into a much larger man and stagger a bit. It is Beta Austin. Mate

I Alexander Ortega reject you, Lisa Andrews as my mate" I heard him say with all seriousness. His voice was firm, rough and pricing deep into my heart like a warriors blade. I could feel my heart bleed as I heard those words from my mate's mouth. I looked into his eye but they where dark and emotionless, he did not seem moved by the words he was saying and one could see how dead serious he was, my eye was in immediately filled in tears as they threatened to fall but I fought hard to make sure it didn't.

Adam felt like he was only hurting himself. Matilda picked up the gun with trembling hands and fired a shot at the woman's head, but even the bullets didn't stop her. Only when Adam drove the point of the crowbar deep into her skull did the woman finally fall. She continued twitching; trying to say something, but the foam and bloody saliva blocked her vocal cords. "Oh my God... we killed a person," Matilda said in shock, her blood-red hair falling over her eyes. "Don't think about it... It was either us or her." Adam took P365 and checked the magazine. "One bullet left."