Russian Roulette: One Life Novels & Stories

She asked at the same time as she points the gun and taking aim at her target, then she shot him right between the eyes. Agatha and Samatha watch in horror as Analina took down Phoenix in one shot. “NOW, AGATHA YOUR UP NEXT!!!” She also shot her between the eyes. “OH, I'M GOING TO LOVE TOYING WITH YOU!!!” She said while looking into the bullet chamber. “Let's see, it holds six bullets, two were fired, leaving a remainder of four bullets. What will happen if I just happen to take out three of the bullets and leaving just one. OH, I KNOW. DO YOU KNOW, SAMATHA?” “No.” “SO, YOU NEVER HEARD OF RUSSIAN ROULETTE? WELL, THIS IS HOW THE GAME IS PLAYED. I'M GOING TO FIRE THE GUN AND IF THERE IS NO BUL

The relief that flooded through her was so overwhelming it almost sent her knees buckling, but her joy was short-relieved at the clear and present danger they were still in. “Now step aside so we can let Miss De Luca out,” Viktor said, cocking his head to his left. “We’re in a bit of a hurry, you see.” “What happened to Mr. Nikolin?” Igor demanded, his gun unwavering. “He’s dead.” Alexei’s voice was quieter, and breathier with audible exhaustion. “I shot him myself.” Sergey and Igor exchanged glances. Whatever silent agreement they had, it was swift as Igor lowered the hammer of his pistol.

I feel the pressure on my shoulders as if it were my duty to stay alive when the disease gradually degenerates without being able to do anything about it other than follow the treatment to the letter and wait patiently for it to work, and in many cases not even a strictly regimented treatment can ever work. My diagnosis was not very encouraging, the doctors stated that it was statistically impossible for me to survive but here I am, living, or rather, surviving. Every morning when I wake up it could be my last day and the daily thought of that as soon as my eyes open is totally depressing. The only thing that keeps me sane and brings me back to reality is my deep and infinite passion for art

He felt that it was useless to call him because he was certain that his son would not listen to him. "But, Master ...." Ruslan's voice was cut off, the old man had suddenly fallen right beside Valentino's wheelchair. At Valentino's feet quickly the blood pooled there. A bullet went through Ruslan's head. The man died instantly. Derrick screamed, "Uncle!" Derrick immediately intended to get closer but because Valentino quickly caught his eye on the movement of the shooter who was on top of the building, he pushed Derrick so hard that the young man entered the crowd. Derrick turned his head in shock and watched as two bullets shot towards Valentino.

“Maerilee, if you are meant to have four Ones, you’re still missing two.” The room falls silent once more, the weight of his words hanging heavily in the air. My relief evaporates, replaced by a gnawing sense of unease. I hadn’t even considered that possibility, that there might be more to this than just Akin and River. But if Permiton is right, if I'm truly meant to have four Ones, the matter is yet to be settled.

Why had the murderer remained unnervingly calm throughout the process? Only a professional assassin could achieve this level of cold precision. Following this lead, the police dug deeper and uncovered a hidden assassin network on the dark web. The man who had killed me was a hired hitman. In the chat logs, the client had given explicit instructions. "Make sure to torture her. Destroy her body beyond recognition." After dismembering me, the hitman had sent pictures to the client for confirmation. The client had responded with dissatisfaction. "What about her head? Smash it and dispose of it."

Tawnie The next morning, I stood in front of the one-way mirror, looking out over my own small world of chaos. High rollers sat at blackjack and poker tables, gambling their lives away while I stood over them, waiting for one of them not to pay up. It had been weeks since the last idiot had been brave enough to try to run out on a 2.3 million loss. I smiled coldly to myself. That had been a lot of fun.

As soon as Ruby was done speaking, she took a step forward. This was actually a dangerous gamble for her. She placed her faith in the fact that Serena didn't have the guts to shoot her. Unfortunately, she was wrong. A loud bang sounded the next moment. Serena didn't hesitate to pull the trigger. The bullet ended up embedding itself in Ruby's left thigh. Ruby fell back on the floor while shrieking in pain like a banshee. "Why don't you place another bet this time? Let's see if I have the guts to kill you!" Serena remarked with a smile.

love" when it came to me. I said seriously, "Cynthia. "If you need to go to jail for fifty years, then I'll wait for you and marry you. "If you're sentenced to death... "Then the moment you die, I'll die with you. "In short, if you live, I live. If you die, I die." Cynthia and I looked at each other. We all laughed. We laughed and cried... Miraculously, I tried my best. I found a loophole in the financial allies.