One Shot Ideas Novels & Stories

Assuming Carson did what Doc Fox expected, return to Grothman with all his intel. Traitorous bastard. I get that he is mentally screwed up right now, but I hope he takes a bullet or more tonight. He may get his throat slit since the Blood Queen is trailing him. He’d deserve as much. I spot some men aiming for Weston’s back and take them out. Bang! Bang! Brain matter everywhere with two shots. Sidhe has as saying, ‘One Shot. One Kill.’ So, I stick with that. I won’t fire a round endless I have a clear shot.

The other answered fanning himself with his hand. “Be quick, we can’t keep the CCTVs off for too long.” The one on the guard commanded. “This is fucking hard! Why can’t we just snap off her neck instead?” the shorter man argued in a bored tone. “I would enjoy that too but that person wants it to look like an accident.” “What load of bullshit?” “This bullshit will earn us millions so get your hands moving!” the first one growled, getting tired of the other’s unnecessary blabbering.

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.

It was taken a year ago, his mind traveled, remembering the memory. “You can ask me anything, I’ll give you!” He said and he was thinking she might want something luxurious for her birthday gifts. Previously, she never asked for birthday gifts and Martin just randomly chose presents for her. For this time, he already prepared a special present for her, a private jet designed based on her taste. But what next that Martin heard made him surprised. “I want to have a picture with you” Stephanie said it with hesitation, afraid if Martin doesn’t like it “We never take pictures together. I know many news have our pictures but it feels different if we take it personally. I want to have one which I c

“This class is Sex 101.” A few of the kids in the room giggled nervously. “There are three things you must know in this class: 1. no condoms allowed. 2. You must follow the rules. 3. You do not want to break the rules. If you do, you will be punished.” I flinched. What kind of rules were those? “You must follow the rules” and “you do not want to break the rules”? She hadn’t even explained what the actual rules were. My thoughts got interrupted by the teacher’s voice again.

And then the camera shifted as she turned around. Gabriel’s lungs completely lost their oxygen. Standing just two feet ahead of her was a little boy. He was wearing bright red rubber boots, holding a plastic toy, and looking up at the shelves with an expression of pure, unadulterated arrogance that Gabriel saw in his own mirror every single morning. The camera caught the child's profile, the sharp, unmistakable square of the jaw, the high forehead, and even from a distance, the striking clarity of his eyes. Behind the girl's coat, a tiny hand was visible, holding a little girl with dark curls close to her side.

Athur told me that Junior was the one who got jealous, who treated him like the enemy. “Listen to me.” Viktor grabs me by the shoulders giving me such a fright that my whole body start to shake and darkness closes in on me. This cannot be happening now. “Arthur is a very skilled sniper. He can shoot a grown man and his wife from miles away, through a window, while they are sitting at the dinner table, without any harm coming to the 13-year old girl joining them.

When seen from afar, they shared no difference with a real human being. Etan pulled the trigger and shot precisely between the targets’ eyebrows. Anne was so startled that she let out a high-pitched scream as she covered her ears. Etan continued shooting the moving targets. He fired only one bullet for each target and shot nowhere else but their glabella. His intentions were very clear as he wanted to take the person’s life with just one shot. Anne was horrified as her whole body shivered. She felt like Etan was going to aim his gun and shoot her at the very next second.

They’re low on ammo, I can tell by the way they’re pacing their shots. I pick my target—a big guy barking orders, probably the leader. I aim my gun and without as much as a breath,I fire. The shot catches him in the shoulder, and he staggers, shouting. The others turn, confused, and Zero and Shadow strike, taking out two more.

My fingers curled around the trigger. One shot. One chance. I had to make it count, then I pulled the trigger. A single gunshot cracked through the air. Then—BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! Three more shots fired from different directions.