Reverse Bullets Novels & Stories

If he'll not open his mouth in the next 5 min then I'm in and I'll take control over. "Fine.Seems like he doesn't love you woman. I want her to be awake and Junaibar watch as she does painfully." And with that, her men dumped a bucket of hot steamy water over the Junaibar's bitch. The blood mixed with water flowed like a red shower. Soon the bitch started sobbing hard trying to reach out to her lover. Still no response. Sighing, she fired at the lady's left leg and started pouring hot water down onto the bullet wound slicing it with just hot drizzling water. Merciless.

my words were cut when I felt a prick of a needle at my neck. "Sh*t!" I heard some gunshots as I become dizzy. My vision started to blur and the surroundings started to turn. I felt my knees became weak, Read's muffled voice was heard, and a lot of groans and gunshots behind it. Seconds later, darkness took over, and the last thing I heard was Read's voice

Aurora leaped on her foot and moved forward. Power was seeping through her body. They were scared so they began to shoot at her. A rain of bullets hit her body making holes but it didn't stop her from moving forwards. Aurora forwarded her hand and an archer of fire appeared on her hand, she lifted her other hand, and three arrows appeared on her hand then she shot the three arrows but when they went ahead became hundred of arrows that burned them. "Why are bullets not working on her?" Amelia exclaimed in frustration hiding behind the car.

I smirk coldly, my eyes flashing. “Kill him!” Web roars and then it all feels like slow motion. I cross-shoot two, spinning around as I shoot another two through the forehead, before kicking one that launches himself at me from behind. The bullet hits him square in the chest before I flip back, narrowly missing getting shot.

“.50 caliber bullet which is only used on anti-material rifles or .50 caliber machine guns. I’d opted out the second.” He reached for the bullet but she stopped him. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you. It’s made of silver and wolfsbane. A single touch could send you into a tremendous amount of pain before your muscles paralyzed. And you would slowly die, of course.” “And yet it didn’t harm you.” Mira smiled. “You seriously need to update the file you wrote about me.” She walked to the exit but stopped briefly. “And Dalton, stop going after my acquaintances. You’ll find the shooter on top of the building across your office.”

Vampire Hunting was illegal, and the last thing Jo wanted was to end up in jail--again. Her weapon of choice was a modified Glock. It had a built in silencer, and the barrel was elongated so that the velocity of the silver bullets she fired would penetrate Vampire bone and flesh deeper and quicker than anything on the market. These bullets were different, too. Since silver bullets had been outlawed in ’42, just two years after the first Vampire was elected president, she’d relied on a secret black market of former LIGHTS members to get her what she needed. Sometimes the bullets worked; sometimes she had to pull her knife and end things the messy way.

Ready, aim, fire. "Switch to twin dual blades, V." Erin guided as he aimed for the player's head, and without hesitation, V followed through. The player to the left of V dropped to the floor as the arrow penetrated his skull, XP fluttering closer to Blue's body, illuminating his feet. Cursing mentally, he flattened the orbs surrounding him, desperate to keep his location as hidden as possible. Alas, that wasn't meant to be. A bullet went straight through his foot, thudding loud against the tree, clutching the wound to prevent any extra blood spillage.

Brittany pressed her fingers again, trying to stop the bleeding, the more the pressed, the more silver and blood mixed together gushed out. Lucien couldn’t believe what he was seeing. They had heard the rumors of bullets that dissolved in the body immediately it comes in contact with blood. A fast killer for wolves. “I can’t find any bullet,” Brittany said. Lucien’s face turned white, Brittany’s voice had confirmed this fears, a story he had hoped was just a rumor in the black market. Lucien sighed, “because the bullet has dissolved in her blood,” he muttered, moving closer to where Brittany stood. “W. What does that mean?” Priya stammered, looking between Brittany and Lucien.

“Make me.” Bullets sang.

Wolves weren’t permitted use of their supernatural abilities, but we were able to use weapons from the first round. They were rubber bullets, but they hurt like a bitch, mirroring the same effect of a bullet without the death part. “START!” Jennie fires non-stop, not taking into consideration they have a limit of 17 bullets. Sprinting towards her, keeping my focus steady as I dodged the bullets with ease. She fired at random, praying that atleast one would hit.