Niam One Shot Novels & Stories

He answered without turning around. “Yes?” “How much did you hear?” “I’m sorry, what?” “Turn around.” One on the man demanded. Calvin turned hesitantly to face them. “Calvin Cartier….” The taller one chuckled darkly. “How much is the person paying you? I can give you double, if you tell me their name.” These type of people could do anything for money, so money was the best way to lure them. “Sorry Cartier,” he whispered in a dangerous tone walking closer to Calvin, pulling out a sharp, shiny blade from his waistband, “our work demands loyalty.”

Unlike Yeti's rhythmic and paused shooting, Liam fired ten shots in one go. The rifle's massive recoil seemed non-existent, having no effect on Liam's one-handed grip. In just a moment, Liam completed the shooting. He then casually threw the rifle onto the shooting platform and calmly looked up. "One hit, ten points," Chimera's voice echoed after Liam finished shooting. When Chimera announced Liam's score, the other Nine Nether squad members exhaled a long breath. The earlier scene of Liam assembling the rifle had already shocked them, and they doubted their own eyes.

I release a fraction too soon. Centre of the chest. Not the heart. “Fuck.” Too late now. Nessa, once again, finishes before me. She relaxed, unhurried, and dead-on accurate. Finally, pistols. One lane. One pistol. One dummy. Three bullets each. This time, I don’t rush. I line up the shot, inhaling deeply. I exhale halfway before pulling the trigger. The first bullet clips just inside the ring—close, but acceptable. The second hits clean.

If he didn’t act now, Schading might lose his shit, decide to take his wife hostage after all, and blow the head off his expendable tagalong, Cutter. With a rapid mental ticktock in his head counting down the seconds, One-Mile realigned his shot, curled his finger a little tighter around the trigger…and squeezed. The crack of his shot resounded in his ears as the rifle kicked back, but he stayed with the scope and watched the bullet plant itself dead center in the middle of Schading’s forehead. The would-be gunman crumpled to the concrete. Blood splattered onto the screaming woman behind him and pooled around his body.

However, even before he moved, the gunshots rang once more. Just like before, the shots had no target. They were shooting blindly at the grassland. Liam instantly understood what was happening. They did not notice him. They were just highly on guard and shooting blindly. Two minutes later, the gunshots rang out once more. Just like before, there were no targets. Those mercenaries would shoot for two minutes and take another two-minute break to reload their guns. After a few rounds, Liam understood their rhythm, and he moved forward while they were reloading. In just two rounds of shooting, Liam was by the edge of the grassland.

Her vision blurred, and the weight of the gun seemed to grow heavier. “Massimo, please,” she whispered, her voice broke. “Don’t make me do this.” Massimo’s lips brushed her temple, his voice a low murmur. “Then I’ll do it for you.” His hands curled around hers as his index fingers locked with her trembling index on the finger, she winded as he used manly forces to press both hands on the trigger. “No!!” She screamed, the bullet went off, lodging in the man’s head. As man’s lifeless body hit the ground, and Nia’s heart threatened to jump out of her chest. Panic coursed through her veins as she scrambled off Massimo’s lap, her breaths came in short, uneven gasps.

I state turning back around. I fish out my phone and turn on the camera “Smile Angela” I take the shot. “You can send that to Auntie Claudia” I state sending it to her direct messages. “She would be needing that” I walk into my house and shut the door behind me. I sigh Finally, some peace and quiet.

she said Nia stands on his feet as he knows what is going on, he looks at the Rifle and couldn't make a sense of it. The girl Gracie is stopping him the man,(who of course he remembers and didn't think him of a threat.) He felt the odd in the atmosphere. Now he can see danger, he steps back when Gracie held the gun in her father's hand trying to save Nia. The rifles got shot by mistake. Nia heart Skip as the bullet went straight beside him, he could now make a sense even that could kill him. he growled and charged at the vendor.

MEL POV “Nia.” Nick calls out happily. “You came to see me.” “Nicky boy.” Nia walks to the bed, but turns the opposite side, facing me. I haven’t seen her since the first time we met in the garden, that I even began to think she had been a fidget of my imagination. “Heard you got your first gunshot wound.” She said and Nick nodded like a child, lifting his shirt to show her his wound. “Told you were a little pussy. That little thing landed you in the hospital? Couldn’t you just walk it off?”

If they wanted her, they’d have to go through me first. The screech of tires echoed through the garage as Ava’s car sped toward the exit. The men turned. One of them lifted his gun. I yelled her name too late. A single shot rang out. The sound of the gunshot still echoed in my mind. Even after the silence returned, my heart kept beating like it hadn’t gotten the message that I was safe. Nathaniel’s hand was holding the steering wheel tightly as we drove through the night. His fingers were white. His jaw was hard. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead like he couldn’t afford to move.