Pure Romance Bullets Novels & Stories

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In only one BANG, Were-Vamp topples in a heap of mess to the floor. But wait…next to him, I hear the distinct sound of a Were-Vamp that is going into transformation, there is another jerk of my hand, as yet another bullet leaves my Colt at inches of inches in great speed. It pierces the soft skin between his brows before he, too, finds his fate on the floor.

Big enough for only one bullet. “One, silver bullet,” Damon tilts his head, his insightful eyes penetrating me, “may I?” I put the cute piece on his open palm. I’m already in love with it. He switches on the safe and presses under the barrel, which opens with a clear click, showing the inside of the finger-thick barrel -- at its end lying a thin, sharp-head bullet, glittering the unique shine of silver. “I don’t expect you to keep your weapon for too long in a fight, hence the one bullet,” He explains as he puts the gun back together, “Easy to hide and easy to use. With enough pure silver to kill a full-grown wolf, even as powerful as me.”

~Rylee~ Footsteps thumped outside. Five or seven, and from the echoes of their shoes against the floor, they carry heavy firearms. I jumped on my feet when a bullet swept onto the side of my head, missing my ear by two inches. Raging Bull was on his back, holding a pistol with both hands on a pool of crimson bed. With narrowed eyes, I strolled toward him; his breathing gained speed as I got closer, the toxins breaking out of his liver spreading fast with his fear-laced blood rush. He kept firing his gun with a sloppy aim until the magazine ran out.

I notice that she obeyed me when I told her to forget the panties, “Jude, grab her legs and hold them up nice and wide.” He places a chaste kiss on her shoulder before taking hold of each of the thighs and spreading them to where I need them to be. He already knows what I’m doing because I discussed it with him earlier. Opening the box, I dig out what I’m looking for and hold it up for Ella to see. A grin spreads across my face when she realizes that I plan on inserting a bullet into her for tonight’s festivities. It’s only part of it, though. As soon as I fondle her a bit, stopping right before she comes, I push it into her, kissing the inside of her thigh when I go to stand back up. I then

They are like cat and rats, so they are a very big enemies to each other, so anything the bullets receives air it changes to ashes. So that's while it was well sealed, although the bullets are not what a hand fixed to the gun. There is a machine at the realm of the red corps that fixes the bullets by itself, so the machine fixes and makes sure that breezes are not entering the bullets. And so that's was how the bullets was managed to be fixed into the guns without airs permission. Meanwhile the red corps was still shooting at Mikel even when he was angrily arriving with force to thrash them away.

The air around Blake and the vehicle became thick, and all the bullets hovered mid-air before they got close to Blake or the limo. Helen lifted her hands and looked out when gunfire became silent. Like a scene from the Matix movie, Blake picked up a couple of bullets and placed them in his hand. There were nine bullets and nine men before him standing in shock. Then one after another, the bullets disappeared, leaving only one, as the men around the bald man fell to the ground.

His hands went under his counter for a second and when they showed again a pair of colorful bullets were now standing before us. "It can also shoot elemental bullets, but you have to load each one manually in the chamber" The size was not the only remarkable thing about the ammo, but the colors and strange glow that each of them had. "Elemental bullets? How is this possible?" Said Verónica while staring at the white and red bullets. "The shells are easy to make, the hard part is filling them with an element" The blacksmith answered with a confident expression on his old face. The existence of this ammunition shouldn´t be possible yet, the original story introduced them at the final stage, wh

He asked snickering. SHOOT! BAM! THOOM! He never stopped as his fingers pulled the triggers, he just smiled and ran forward acrobatically shooting and weaving attacks as predicated from his intruders. In less than seconds, they were dead with their bodies undetected. His bullets were made of silver and would instantly disintegrate any undead creatures into dust in no time.

Her pistol was made of shiny pure silver so the bollets had to be silver too. "Fall back..." I screamed at the fighters. We can take them in a fight but silver bullets were a no go. We start to retrite and i see a rouge going for Noah. They really need him for their ritual and we came just in time. So they might try again the next full moon. I run towards Noah who was already fighting off two rouges. I tackle one of them to the ground and snaped his neck. I tried to go to the next rouge that was attacking Noah.