Matans Shooter Novels & Stories

Vincent said " Come, the fun won't wait." I said Matilda and I ran into the house hand in hand as we covered each other by shooting whoever we saw. " Hey, pussy" I shouted " I think he is scared." Matilda said " I'm here, Marco." He said I looked at him " I will destroy your happiness as you did to me." He yelled as he pulled his gun and fired But No! I heard two guns fired at the same time, we have someone else here, from behind, the glass is just a block to make us not see the second shooter. I'm not his goal... Ohh no, Matilda.

"There isn't." Another silence, this one heavier with shared understanding. Two people who'd lost their mates, standing in a hallway discussing gardens and grief. Except one of them had ordered the other's mate killed.

he warns calmly. “I don’t care.” I say firmly, wrapping my arms around my chest. “Fine. Suit yourself.” Just as he turns to walk back, Ellie’s murderous eyes hit us both. She is standing on the last rows of the bleachers. The smirking Natasha is right beside her doing what she knows best to do – fucking smirking. “Fuck.” Chase curse out… before he can go after her, she already turn on her heels, rushing out through the back exit doors with Natasha slamming the door shut behind them.

Cindy covered her mouth and shook her head. "She told us that she heard a conspiracy against Cindy and she came to warn us. Before she could tell us the plan, she ran away, and was-she was sh-shot with a silver bullet. She died without telling us the plan." After telling them what I knew, Rodrick growled loudly. "No! Poor Lindsay! Did you see who shot her?" Cindy asked. I shook my head. "She pointed behind her but when we turned, there was no one there." "Who. Is. The. Conspirator?!" Rodrick growled out.

His mouth twitches, and his fingers dance at his side. “You can't kidnap her as well. She wouldn’t want to go with you or call you dad,” I continue. “You’re a stranger to her.” Without warning, Mateo pulls his gun from the holster on his hip and fires. Everyone jolts. The bullet hits the floor, just inches from Hunter’s foot. Hunter doesn’t move, but the snarl in his expression worsens. His chest is heaving now, arms flexed behind the restraints like he’s willing his body to break out of them.

someone seems to ask, but my gaze is fixed on Dad, watching him struggle as he clutches his leg that is now bleeding with the gunshot. Then that someone shakes me by the shoulders, drawing me back to reality. It’s Meera. “Nat, please say something!” she urges, tears streaming down her cheeks. “W-What happened?” I blurt out, sounding hysterical, my chest heaving dangerously. Meera points out at the door. Matt stands there with a gun in his hand. When his eyes meet mine, his hand drops, and he falls to his knees, breathing hard. Shaking my head, I yell, “What the fuck just happened?”

A bullet grazed Mattias’s ear and he whipped his head toward me as I stood and aimed true this time. We locked eyes. I shook my head at him, giving him a single second to duck before I fired. I hadn’t meant to hit him. If I had, he wouldn’t have been able to stand and run away like the rest of the men with him as I stepped out of the darkness and started firing bullets straight into the air.

Thank fuck I didn't close off the link. [Alpha! We're under attack] Michael's voice said, frantic and disturbed. My mouth turned with distaste as I grabbed the gun from the stash in the suitcase, I headed downstairs. It was high time those hateful bastards tried again. I've been trying to get them and have my best trackers on their scents. They've been coming up with nothing and it's frustrating the fuck out of my mind. Especially considering the damage I'm incurring. But it was time to put an end to that.

That's all that matters now. We are just outside the shelter. It should be easy to go in if not for the bullets raining around us. Yvonne shrieked when the concrete wall behind us was hit. "Fuck," I growled as I held her tighter. "Stay down." "Go in!" Matias yelled as he ran closer to us. He was shooting against the enemies when he suddenly fell. He was shot! "We have to move," I pulled her arms to help her when I saw a red dot on my chest. Fuck! I'm targetted! I had no choice but to grab Yvonne, pulling her to drop to the ground as I covered her.

Up on the hill, released from their chains, Gerald and Doreen ran onto the scene accompanied by Hugo, freezing at the sight that met them. “No,” Gerald began shaking his head in disbelief as he stared at his best friend on the floor. “No. No. No!” His breathing quickened as he also fell onto his knees beside Damian, who was breathing laboriously, staring at the spot where he’d been shot. “This can’t be happening. Where the fuck is that bastard?!” “I shot him, and he fell down the hill,” Matamoros answered. “Fuck!” Gerald let out a scream, feeling tears burning his eyes. “This can’t be happening!”