Red Caped Bullet Kin Novels & Stories

he sneered. “Screw you!” Captain White bit his bottom lip with hate in his eyes. Arresting Zuka won’t work. The best he could do is to put him down. Too bad he has run out of bullets. It was a special bullet his wife helped him to prepare. There’s no creature the bullet won’t kill. She enchanted the bullets. Zuka pulls his leg away from Captain White. “Are you going to be messing around or you wanted to save your son from his stepsister?”

Bullets cut through air thick with the scent of gasoline, blood, and betrayal. And we run straight into it. “Left!” Matteo shouts, his voice barely audible over the chaos. I duck, slide behind a toppled marble lion, and fire twice. Two bodies drop. I don’t wait to see if they’re dead. That mercy is gone. They’re wearing Rafael’s colors—black, gold-trimmed. Pretentious even in war. Matteo barrels forward beside me, sweat clinging to his skin, jaw clenched like he’s biting down on every scream. We move like we’ve trained for this. Like death has been our dance partner all along.

"Looking for me!" A voice which came out in a low growl boomed behind them after a soft wind blew while Red Mantis gunmens slowly turned thier backs and then gasped as they stared at the being whose eyes glowed deep red while he had a red light burning above his chest, blood dripped down his claws while he had a deadly aura radiating all around him. "No! No!!........ Open Fire!!" The leader of the team screamed his lungs out while Liam groaned and then smiled as the bullets rushed towards him like electricity while some seemed to penetrate through his body

Bullet sprinted toward the left gate—guarded by Russo’s most paranoid men. Her soldier handed her a compact bomb. She smiled. “Good night, bastards.” She lit the fuse and hurled it. A second later—BOOM. The blast incinerated the guards, blowing smoke and fire into the sky. Bullet didn’t flinch. “Kill them all!” she ordered. Blood sprayed the walls as Bullet and her team hacked through survivors. Her dagger slashed throats, severed limbs, carved eyes from sockets like butchered meat. Her face was painted in blood and fury.

" Ghost brows furrowed. “Let Ciara go. It doesn’t have to get bloody between us. Ryder won’t like that. He wants you alive and untouched." “Who the fuck is Ryder?" “Alpha Ryder of Red Cross Pack. You were his…" Ghost toned out the remaining words as he sighted Sergio running out of the nightclub. He’ll be damned if Sergio gets to the hideout before him. He turned to the guy with the gun. “I’ll be seeing you soon." Then he fired two shots at his kneecaps. Shockingly, the bullets hit the ground. They couldn’t penetrate the man’s skin. Ghost stared blankly at the bullets and then at the man.

The space was small, and once they were inside, there was no room left for me. I moved from cover to cover alone as gunfire swept across the street. Then a stray bullet tore toward me. I shut my eyes, muttering, "This is where it ends." Something slammed into me and threw me sideways. When I opened my eyes, Stefan stood between me and the source of the shot. The bullet had struck his abdomen. Blood soaked through his shirt and ran over his hands. I caught him before he could fall, and I could not stop crying. He lifted a hand and wiped my tears.

The echo of dripping water from a loose tap filled the silence, and Bella's reflection in the mirror looked almost ghostly beneath the harsh light. An uneasy weight settled in her chest. Her pulse quickened for no clear reason, a warning whispering from deep inside her. Something's wrong. Unbeknownst to her, one of Riven's top men — a shadow among shadows — crouched silently in the farthest stall. His presence was like the faint shift of air before a storm. They called him Bullet Man, not for his speed alone, but for how cleanly he struck — swift, precise, and without trace.

- and he hit her again. Nathan was like a machine. He took a bullet out of his pocket, loaded the gun, aimed it at the collar that Eric had put around her neck, and fired at it. The gunshot’s sound was loud in the enclosed space, but the sound of the collar breaking was even louder. Nathan took the collar and dropped it on the ground. Then he made a necklace out of rope, hung a bullet from it, and said, “Keep this. If you’re ever serious about killing me, you can use this bullet.” “Kill you?” Crystal scoffed. “I’m afraid of getting my hands dirty! Now, give me back my collar!”

She knew that the average person was no match for a cultivator. Just then, the bony-looking many snickered. A wave of energy surged out of him, and the handcuffs holding him were instantly broken. He turned feral, pouncing on Ryder like a crazed beast. Ryder barely flinched. He raised the barrel of his rifle and fired a shot at the man. The spiral bullet spun out of the rifle, piercing through the air as it hit the man. A deafening sound rang through the air after that. Yet the man somehow twisted his body and avoided the bullet. His hand glowed with red spirit energy as he aimed them towards Ryder.