Red Caped Bullet Kin Novels & Stories

Likewise, he can't bury her with a bullet. Furthermore, he brought out the bullet, but something was odd about the bullet. It does not look like humans own at all because they produce theirs that are more deadly than those created by humans. On a closer look at it, he realized that indeed they are the ones produced by werewolves. He spun the bullet with his fingers to see the initials of the owner because that's how werewolves do. He was a little shocked at what he saw, his eye color changed to that of his wolf in fury. “How dare you, Damien! You wait for me, I am coming to avenge Rose's death! You will pay!” Caine shouted as he lifted the lifeless body of Rose on his shoulders.

"Ma...dd... He choked and struggled with the rope, his legs dangling in the air. He started bleeding from the mouth, his veins mapping his face and sweat sheening his skin. His skin was already turning bright red. Madden brought out his gun, checking out the barrel and taking a look at the bloody bullet again. "We're the only two of the Orlovs who use guns almost everyday, which is why our styles and bullets are different. I use red-tip bullets, you use black bullets. Every bullet shot at us during the mission were black. If you're going to doublecross me, you should do it well at least... You're ruining my reputation, and it's upsetting." he snarled.

~Cassius~ He shows me a bullet. Maciej Kowalski's signature bullet. Gold with silver stripes and his initials, MK engraved clearly. The guy's fucking cocky to have made his name on the bullet like he wants to announce to everyone that he killed someone. "Where did you get it from?" I ask. Pulling down his jacket, Killian shows me his arm. No fucking way. There's a bandage with a red stain over his right arm. Killian... was attacked. Is this some kind of game to scare the Davenports?

My fingers were itching to pull the trigger. So I did. But still, I didn’t shoot to kill. The bullet grazed his arm leaving a long line of blood. He winced, clutching at it, then grinned at me. The fucking bastard must be compromised, he must be working for someome. My bullet grazed his arm and I ducked and rolled, expecting him to fire back. He didn't. And not only did Reed trigger-happy Campbell not shoot at me, he turned and ran out of the room clutching his bleeding arm.

He asked. "Can you... can you stop smoking that, I don't like it." Crimson answered. "Oh, you don't like the smoke?" He asked and she nodded immediately. "Okay, open all the windows, you are so lucky I don't want hurting pretty ladies." He answered and smiled at her. The guard opened the windows and he turn off the cigarettes. "Thank you." Crimson said. "You welcome, so about that bullet, we already talked about it and here is the documents of all the people that I had marketed the bullets to, I think the one you are looking for is living at something warrior pack." Mr Smith replied. TBC

Vincenzo’s POV The bullet had entered just below the left collarbone and exited clean through the back of my shoulder. I knew the moment it hit that it had missed the lung and the artery. The knowledge did nothing for the fire that spread down my arm or the hot wetness spreading under my shirt. I kept the rifle seated against the uninjured side and continued firing from the partial cover of a rusted loading crane inside the cannery. The new collector’s men were professional. Not Irish street muscle. Not the pure-blood soldiers we had already bled out across the city. These fighters moved in coordinated pairs, used covering fire properly, and tried to pin us against the water so the next wave

“I don’t regret anything about what I did at your camp, Commander. Now, I am going to spare your worthless life by not pursuing you in the future, but don’t think that I won’t kill you the next time we meet in the future.” The commander was a little confused on hearing this, before smiling as he said sarcastically. “I don’t know where you got your confidence from, but it won’t matter. Those words will be your last.” Kalen only grinned on hearing this, as he quickly summoned all his remaining strength on his body as he leaped backward. BOOM!! The air suddenly shook fiercely, spreading raging ripples across the atmosphere as a bullet quickly came out of nowhere and hit the commander in the bac

His elite soldiers who were immune to human weapons were now falling, their bodies burned by strange bullets made by the shadowy company Vanguard. "You underestimate modern science, Kaelen," Chloe smiled crookedly, staring blankly at the carnage in front of her. "Ancient powers may inflate your ego, but my family's money can buy bullets that boil your holy blood. Shoot in sight all non-humans!" Chloe ordered her field commander.

said Rio to Amar. "Yes. I asked him to help find out who ordered the black cobra bullets. Who really wanted to kill Axelina's life by shooting poison into Axelina's body, "said Amar. Alexander was so shocked by what Amar said just now. “Black cobra bullets, deadly shells that only exist if there is an order. With one shot, the victim died on the spot, ”explained Alexander. “So true. The bullet that was made to shoot Axelina yesterday. That's why I need Kalf to find out. Because without the interference of the black world, the bullets cannot be obtained for free,” said Amar to Alexander.

His eyes reddened even more. He suddenly raised his head, slammed the door, and shouted, "Why? We were husband and wife back then! It's been 10 years! We've been married for 10 years! We've supported each other through hell! Have you never loved me?" I raised my head and locked gazes with Thomas. There was no hate or longing in my eyes, only lucidness and weariness. "Of course, I love you. I always have. That's why I took the bullet that was aimed at your heart for you. Even when the doctor said that the bullet had damaged my womb and that I could never be a mother, I still didn't regret doing so."