One Shot Novels & Stories

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.

Right in the center, in perfect relief, a single bullet pierced the exact target. It didn't matter how many shots he had to fire, in the end it was enough for one to hit the target.

“Our usual best two out of three or are we going for a total knockout, winner takes all?” It was a good question and Azrin had to take a minute to really weigh the pros and cons. On the one hand best of three gave the omega more opportunities, it also was a fairly normal interaction for the two males. On the other, if Azrin chose the second option, Lex would realize he was serious, that this wasn’t a game to the Brunet. “One and done Lex,” The omega answered with conviction. The alpha’s eyes widened. He had obviously expected a very different answer from his omega. “You’re serious?”

Gavin came closer to me, not waiting for long; he immediately shot out his right hand and landed on my cheek so hard that I took a step back and almost hit the door behind me. "Gavin, don't do that to Mahira. How many times have you hit her over a misunderstanding, you thought, huh? It's enough that you made Mahira throw away everything she had for you; don't throw away Mahira's hope to stay alive," Adam defended. His voice rose so loudly.

- Shin said annoyed so he immediately finished setting the bomb and then he fired at the enemies with his machine gun. But she didn't kill half of them when her machine gun ran out of bullets so she immediately threw it away and she grabs another gun from her Leather Jacket and she immediately shoots them straight in their heads. She didn't even move a step while she was firing bullets at the enemies, when she ran out of bullets she immediately replace the magazine at she continued her routine and when the opponents were exhausted he breathed a sigh of relief

, Mr McArthur asked Jones. " He's late, sir, Jones said. Mrs Carolina McArthur felt sorry for him when She heard that. " He's passed away?!, Mr McArthur asked. " unfortunately yes please, he was working in our front yard one morning and suddenly just... Jones didn't finished talking. " let me guess, he died by shooting" Amanda's Dad rudely interrupted. " heart attack" Jones said. " oh my darling I'm so sorry, this was tough for you, I quite remember when I lost my Dad, Mrs Carolina McArthur said sympathizing with him.

Then, with his other hand, he raised a gun, his gun, no doubt, pointed it up, and fired a single shot into the air. The sound on the video was all panicked crowd noise and that one, sharp, unmistakable BANG! I stared, a slow, deep smile spreading across my face. The surprise of getting this was so fast. The footage was so rushed, so shocking, so raw. And so, so pleasant to watch.

Not in words. Not in language. But in sound. Low and wet. Like stones swallowed by mud. Like something clawing up from the depths below. The circle ignited with a fierce glow. --- Sienna We sprinted to the northern perimeter on foot—no vehicles, no howls. Just eerie silence. Caleb clung to Ronan’s back in wolf form, eyes wide, fingers gripping fur. When we reached the watch post, an unsettling feeling washed over me. The sky wasn’t red.

She drifted off in his arms, trusting completely. But outside, a scout's urgent howl split the morning silence high, frantic. Thorne's strike had drawn first blood. Ronan's counter move had come swift and vicious.A messenger waited at the lodge another box, smaller this time, wrapped in black cloth. Kai opened it in front of the council, Elara at his side.Inside a single white feather dipped in fresh blood wolf blood. And a note in Ronan's elegant script; The first casualty of your arrogance. There will be more.

“Congratulations.” His eyes darken. “You’re enjoying this.” “I’m enjoying you not knowing what to do.” “That’s not the same thing.” “It feels pretty close from where I’m standing.” He looks at me then like he’s trying to reconcile the version of me in front of him with something he already decided I was and it pisses me off so badly. “You think just because we crossed a line once—” he starts. “Once?” I cut in. “Is that how you’re counting it now?”