Roleplay Guns Novels & Stories

And somehow, even now, I couldn’t help but think— My father was amazing. When we reached the weapon stockpile I reached into the gun locker without hesitation. My hands moved on instinct now, steady despite the adrenaline flooding my veins. I grabbed a Glock 9mm fitted with a suppressor, then a Taurus—same setup. Quiet. Efficient. I loaded four magazines for each weapon, checking every round before securing them at my waist and in my jacket. I handed Michelle identical gear. “One of each,” I said quietly. “Same guns, same mags. If something happens, no confusion.”

I swipe the hair from my eyes and get to work on the bags. Once I've checked them, I head to find Alden. He's in the armory with Cabel and Nokita discussing the firepower they're taking and what's staying behind. Guns are something else we've been working on or more accurately, providing enough ammo. We've now stockpiled thousands of rounds so we have guns with actual bullets. Swords are still better for hellhounds, but we need the guns for our human enemies.

In an instant everything breaks down, a rail gun cracks,as the distinct melody of gunfire echoes across the street. A plasma weapon discharges a full burst right on top of where Sol and Leyland were taking cover prompting Sol to hug the suitcase tightly. A dozen more Triads rush out, carrying a varied armament of rifles, shotguns and smg’s. The screams of bystanders could be heard as well as the low buzz of security drones.

I smirked. I turned back to the gun collection picking and choosing our favourites, "Autocannon, Bolt Pistol, Lasgun, Pulse Rifle, Lancer Pistol and lastly, for you Jack, a heavy bolter." I walked back to the table where the hologram was displayed. "Vehicles, the Rezvani Tank, Telsla Model S and lastly, Lexus Black Panther," Tyler stated.

He tossed his gun to the ground with a metallic clunk. Levian raised an eyebrow. “What are you playing at?” “Let’s play a game,” Stephan said, slyly smiling. “We fight. No weapons. If you knock me out, you win. I do the same, I win. But…” he glanced down at the gun, “…whoever reaches one first gets to finish it. One bullet. One corpse.” “That’s how we do it in the military.” “You are on.” Levian‘s expression darkened. Then, wordlessly, he dropped his weapon too.

"It's still loud, though. Probably, the sound of it alone would make the bad guy go away." "You don't use a gun to scare somebody." Cole's gaze was intense. "When you pull out a gun, you mean business. Slowly, Jenny nodded, and he saw something like fire in her eyes. This is what she needs, he thought. To take back her power. He took the pistol from her and handed her a shotgun. "This is a Mossberg Maverick 88. It's a good all-around shotgun. And while you have to really aim that Glock, this guy lets you just point it in the general direction of your target."

I considered the firearms, running my fingers along the sleek, deadly curves. Mark leaned back in his chair, dark eyes appraising me coolly. "The Beretta 92FS is always a reliable choice," he murmured, tapping the sleek black pistol with a calloused finger. "Accurate, lightweight, and packs a punch. I've also got the latest Glocks—polymer frames, high magazine capacity. Perfect for your men."

She walked towards the table and peered down on the varieties of gun ranging from the pistol to the machine gun. "These are my babies." Jessy grinned devilishly at her. Her hands introduced the guns. "Here is the rifle, it's a bit rusty for learners, this one's called a shotgun. And this is the magnum, the revolver and here is my favourite Uzi." Jessy pointed the Uzi submachine gun at Dale. "Please don't joke with these things." Dale begged but Jessy was now acting so serious. "I said get down!" Jessy shouted in a louder tone. "On your knees."

He says giving me a gun. "Have you ever used a gun?" He asks and I shake my head no. "That is a Beretta Cheetah. It is a semi-automatic pistol so you have to be careful. It gives quite the blowback if you don't have experience with guns so you have to be prepared." He explains and I nod. I just can't get over the fact that he looks so sexy. He took of his suit jacket and rolled his sleeves up and let me tell you, wheeehooo.

I like having a grand entrance. "What's new?" I said reluctantly and leaned back in the chair. "The guns," he reminded me of something I almost forgot, I am the death dealers' leader of this faction. I hate it when my guns leave my body. It's my other half. I'm sorry babies. I pursed my lips as I took my two Beretta 93R. Contains silver bullets with ultraviolet ammunition which can be used for both vampires and lycans. This is my favorite weapon for being fair.