Novel & Cerita Matans Shooter

“Now Andy, bring him here.” Carlos wasn’t a very intelligent man. He acted on his fear and rage. Without thinking, he barked orders to his men. “Shoot them! Kill them all!” Instantly, Matt pulled the trigger and shot Carlos dead on the spot, the bullet hitting smack between the man’s eyes. A second later, he pulled another gun from inside his jacket. With the two weapons in hand, he went all out and started shooting, bullets flying in every direction.

However, the moment Nathaniel walked over to Javier, someone from Gusman’s team suddenly raised his gun and fired at Nathaniel, causing him to fall and lie down on the ground lifelessly. A moment later, the shooter suddenly turned his gun to Javier. “Bang!” The shooter whose gun had been trained on Javier had his chest blasted open. He had obviously died even more efficiently than Nathaniel, so much so that not even God would have been able to save him should he have descended on Earth. The fact that a single shot had packed so much power was proof enough that the shooter had been shot by an anti-material gun. Gabby seemed very embarrassed as she stood in the distance. “I’m sorry, Boss…I sho

“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.”

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.

Matteo’s eyes widened for the first time. “Voss!” Matteo shouted. “You think you can—” Cove squeezed the trigger. The gunshot cracked through the warehouse like thunder. The bullet grazed Matteo’s left leg, tearing through muscle and dropping him to the floor with a sharp cry. Blood soaked the concrete. Matteo dropped the detonator. His face twisted in pain, but his heart was still beating. The switch clattered away. The team moved in fast. Two men pinned Matteo’s arms. Lena helped him to his feet, her face tight with pain and relief. “You are alive,” she said. “Barely.”

“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

"You're a danger to everyone around you. You need to be eliminated." Before Maya and the once-rejected wolf could react, the hunter fired his crossbow. The once-rejected wolf leapt out of the way, narrowly avoiding the bolt, but Maya wasn't so lucky. The bolt struck her in the shoulder, causing her to cry out in pain. Blood trickled down her arm as she stumbled backwards. The hunter approached, a wicked grin on his face. "Looks like I got you," he taunted. Maya gritted her teeth, refusing to give up. She searched around for a weapon, anything she could use to defend herself.

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.