One Bullet Away Novels & Stories

The bullet hit the bullseye, making Aurelia gasp. "That's expertise. Being able to shoot at the target with just one look. Even if you're in an awkward position, being able to fire and get it. I'm facing away from the target, facing you, yet I got the bullseye. However, I don't expect that level of accuracy of being able to shoot carelessly and still connect with your target while running for your life. I hope you never find yourself in that Kind of life threatening situation. It will drive me crazy. It's your turn now, show me what you can do" he whispered.

“Everything beautiful burns.” Alessio aimed and fired once, twice. Each gunshot cracked like thunder, but when the smoke cleared, the bullets had hit nothing. The man was gone, dissolved into the haze. “Stay low,” Alessio whispered, pressing his body against Noa’s, shielding him as sparks rained down. His voice was all control, but his pulse roared under his skin. “We need to move.”

Do it. Kihara fired the gun. It wove and pierced through the air with frightening speed, the recoil making her bounce back on her feet. Ajax moved, fast as a light footed cheetah, faster still, with a feline grace. The bullet missed him by inches. It did not even slow him. Kihara fired again another shot and she pressed the trigger repeatedly, hoping that at least one would burn through the man’s skin and keep him away from her. But Ajax weaved and dodged and none of her shots met it’s target. Ajax’s quick feet ate the distance with every leap. He was coming for her, and Kihara had ran out of Bullets.

He released the safety on his rifle and pulled the trigger. Bang!!! The gunshot startled those on the streets, sending them scrambling for cover. "Come to Daddy!!!" "Hahaha! Rondoniers are the best! Draco will be a lifeless corpse soon!" "Hahaha! We've won, you Novemton piece of trash!" Everyone anxiously waited for Adrian’s head to blow up. As the bullet sped toward Adrian, they thought they were superior beings with outstanding skills. Yet, Adrian was still standing five seconds after the shot was fired. He simply kept walking forward as though the bullet had vanished in mid-air.

And now I only have one bullet left. I heard a short chuckle from beside me and looked at Elija. Is she laughing at me? He dropped the gun and ran to another loner, picking up another. The shots scraped past the remnants of glass beside me and I gasped. "Can you at least cover up?" He yelled from across the room. "I only have one bullet left." He swore and walked over to the big guy's body. I looked outside and tried to take aim at anyone who poked their heads out. I fired, and well, I missed again.

over, I looked round, realizing that all my brothers had arrived. I didn’t even notice. Ink, Julia and I walked to the doctor. “He is stable, the bullet entered his stomach, but it didn’t hit any organs. We had to operate to remove the bullet, all went well. We just have to wait for him to wake up now.” “When can we see him?” I asked. “When he is awake. One at a time though, we don’t want to overwhelm him.” Ink shook the doctor’s hand and thanked him. One by one, the brothers had to leave, they had wives they wanted to check on, their children. I understood how they were feeling. It sounds cliché, but when you get shot at, you realize just how short life is. They wanted to hold their wives,

Saying that, Marcus shot the bullet out of the gun. Both Daniel's and Violet's eyes widened. They both rushed toward Bella to push her away. However, at that time, someone else moved before them and pushed Bella away. BANG! The bullet flew to pierce Bella's body, but it could not touch her. Instead of her, it pierced Wesley, her ex-husband. He took the hit for her. Bella's eyes widened as she saw how Wesley rushed into the room and pushed her away, taking the blow for her.

Winona, sensing the awkward atmosphere, let out an awkward laugh and extended her hand toward me. "Hi, you're Julia, right? I'm Winona," she said, her voice overly cheerful. "Don't get the wrong idea. Heath didn't tell you the truth because he didn't want you to misunderstand. We're just friends now." Looking at her pale, delicate hand, a wave of disgust hit me, and I felt the familiar sensation of nausea rise in my throat. The foul memories of that night resurfaced like a sharp sting, and I could almost smell it again, the revolting odor that filled my senses.

The second one responded, “This tactic in the dark… It’s Uno’s signature.” “Uno? I thought no one has ever seen him?” a rookie, I assume, asks. “Wrong,” I decided to cut off their conversation, feeling the high of the night through my veins. “It’s not that no one sees me.” They looked up in my direction with eyes wide in fear. I pointed my gun at them and said, “It’s that no one lives to tell once they see me.” With a pull of the trigger, I shot the three of them… one bullet piercing their skulls in a straight line.

If he'll not open his mouth in the next 5 min then I'm in and I'll take control over. "Fine.Seems like he doesn't love you woman. I want her to be awake and Junaibar watch as she does painfully." And with that, her men dumped a bucket of hot steamy water over the Junaibar's bitch. The blood mixed with water flowed like a red shower. Soon the bitch started sobbing hard trying to reach out to her lover. Still no response. Sighing, she fired at the lady's left leg and started pouring hot water down onto the bullet wound slicing it with just hot drizzling water. Merciless.