Meteorite Bullets Novels & Stories

Romulus shouts as he again tries to beg for his life but a large caliber bullet to his torso shuts him up. Bang! The first bullet seems like it could weaken Romulus by a lot. Bang! The second bullet, Romulus, was on the verge of death. Bang! The third bullet sent Romulus to hell as the regeneration power within his body was completely stopped by the special liquid within the bullet core at the second bullet. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Then all of the bullets got salvo into Remulus’s remaining carcass by Aurelia until she emptied all of the 16 bullets within the pistol chamber.

"There are about twenty monsters in total, but five of them are higher-level creatures." The men immediately became alert. Even Darren's expression hardened slightly. "But don't worry," Ivy added calmly. "With the weapons you're carrying now, you should be able to handle them." That reminder immediately caused Darren to remember something important. "That reminds me..." Darren said slowly, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. "Our guns... they aren't firing normal bullets anymore." The other soldiers instantly turned toward Ivy as well, clearly curious about the same matter. "When we shoot the monsters," Darren continued, "the bullets explode on impact. Wherever the bullets hit, the monsters' bo

Who are they looking for? “No sir, we checked her house. She must have left in a hurry. She left this behind.” He said holding up a locket. I instinctively reached for mine, only it wasn’t there. Shit. “Keep searching! We can’t let her leave. Remember she is dangerous so if you see her use the blue bullets.” The captain orders. Blue bullets were used on the most dangerous specials. They contained a serum inside that halted any healing abilities a special may have and caused explosive pain that would render any human dead and special unconscious.

Scott asked again thoroughly. "Without the building completely burnt down, it would take approximately months for a human to decompose but with what we just saw back in there, those aren't humans." D added, speaking with disbelieve in his voice "and besides, we found this." He opened his right palm revealing in his palm a handkerchief which had a bullet in it. Scott squatted his eyes taking a savage look at the bullet "silver bullet? Who the hell uses silver bullets as ammunition?" He couldn't help but ask shouting.

I questioned. Nicor continued, "The first type of bullets contain silver and ash from the sacred trees. It is used to hurt vampires. It stings, burns, and immobilizes them for a while if you aim for the heart. The other set is filled with aconite. It slows most of the werewolves down, and it can even knock out the weaker ones, but that's it." "So, what have you decided?" Ash urged, rubbing his hands together.

I was only a second late in reacting as the container hanging from the ceiling spilled its scrap metal and rained on me. Rolling to the ground, I was still hit by a large steel plate on the back making my injury worse. I heard the sniper start firing off bullets blindly and I crawled on the concrete floor to hide. I found a wall and leaned on it. “Dos, can you hear me?” I spoke under my breath. There was only static and I removed my earpiece to see that it was busted so I crushed it with my fingers. That’s when I heard the faint sound. A clock ticking—no, I could make out a red light in the midst of a smoke—it was a bomb ticking.

I bellowed back to my men, my commanding voice booming off the cavern roof, desperately trying to anchor the rising tide of panic infecting my surviving warriors. "The Vanguard does not fucking break! Stand your ground and force them into the narrow choke point! Make them bleed for every inch!" "They're not using standard lead, Alpha!" General Eric yelled, violently dragging a screaming, thrashing Vanguard soldier back into the shadows by the collar of his armor. "It's high-density, pure silver! Every single bullet is tearing our front lines to absolute pieces!" He was right. The sheer volume of silver in the air was staggering. Bullets exploded against the basalt rocks, scattering glowing,

I grunted in pain as she managed to discard all the four bullets in my arm, putting them into a bowl. She then retrieved one, which she showed to me. “Silver bullets, Collins. What happened to you? This isn't a joke, please. Whoever wanted to kill you, wanted you dead.” She proceeded to sniff them, “Just like I suspected, dipped in garlic and a ginger mixture. One of these in your chest region, and you would've considered your Alpha status gone. Silver bullets don't spare even the strongest of wolves, brother.” I stared at the bullet in her hand, which was covered by the plastic emergency gloves worn by the nurses.

The tears piling up in Ethan's eyes finally fell down his cheeks as he turned back to look at Boston who was still gathering the bullets into the bag. Just as Ethan was busy with George's corpse, Boston was busy checking out the bullets in the gun and he instantly came to a standstill. "Silver!" He blurted out, making Ethan turn to look at him sharply. "What?" "The bullet that had knocked the wolf out was made of silver!!" Boston yelled at the top of his voice and rushed to where Ethan stood. "We've used aluminum, brass, and iron but none had been able to take them out except the silver bullets!" He exclaimed in excitement.

“The Nachtkönigin,” I announced, picking it up. “Queen of the Night. Weighing seven hundred grams. Twenty-three-round magazine. Integrated expansion chamber that reduces the gunshot noise to a whisper. The barrel is rifled with an exclusive pattern, impossible to reproduce without access to the original matrix. Each bullet…” I pulled out the magazine, showing the projectiles with a strange translucent green hue. “is biodegradable. Composed of organic polymers and a high-density ceramic core. Upon hitting the target, the projectile fragments into microparticles that the human body absorbs within forty-eight hours. No traces. No evidence. Just the target… disappears.”