Sassy Shooter Novels & Stories

I sucked in breath, dust filling my mouth. More shots followed close, sharp, echoing off the crates like they were being fired from everywhere and nowhere at the same time. “Three shooters,” Cassian said. “Maybe four.” He peeked out, fired twice. Someone yelled. I shifted positions and shot at another silhouette moving between crates. But everything was happening too fast. My pulse was too loud. My thoughts were too messy. And then one shot hit close enough that it rang in my ear. My shoulder slammed the crate. I hissed.

CLARA'S POV Before I could even attempt to move, a heavy force slammed into me. Ares threw his entire weight against my body, driving me flat against the cold marble floor beneath the shadow of the concrete VIP balcony. He shielded me completely, his massive frame acting as a bulletproof vest. The scent of his cedarwood cologne was masked instantly by the sharp, metallic tang of gunpowder. Above us, the VIP balcony sparked. Another flash of muzzle fire illuminated the blackness for a fraction of a second. In that fleeting moment of light, I saw Ares move with a terrifying speed. His hand reached into his tailored tuxedo jacket, pulling a concealed, matte-black firearm. He didn't hesitate. He

Continuation ~~~~ Why is there always a distraction blocking my way? I pondered, as I looked up from my bleeding shoulder, to see a girl walking toward me with a smirk on her face. She held a sleek, powerful handgun—a high-caliber weapon, matte black with a long barrel and a textured grip, clearly built for precision and stopping power. Her eyes, cold and calculating, and the fact that she’d just shot at me made it clear she was an enemy.

And she looked fucking hot. My guess was she was practicing shooting. Judging by the case she had, it wasn’t just a hunting rifle— it was an MK14 rifle sniper used. “Whoa!” Zack gushed as if he just received a Christmas gift. He was already hugging Shadow, making my wolf growl. “You shot this?” “Yes.” She smiled. “Wow! That’s awesome. Let me help you.” Zack offered to take the box from her, picking the deer on the ground.

Hunter said and continued. "You know we had one more member in our gang. Her name was Sarah. She was like our family. The girl was in love with Rasmus. When she turns 18 she found out Rasmus was her mate but then everything stopped during the rogue attack, and she was killed. She was like a sister to me. I loved her as much as I loved Aurora and Angela. But she left us. It broke us apart but Moon Goddess sent Catherine and she named her baby Sarah," Hunter rasped. His eyes were misty.

How come he never looked at him with such rapture? “The sniper is a Shooter.” Fynn declared, “And neither a well-known figure nor a previous offender, otherwise we would have had his power signature in our database.” Shooters had the power to move things with their minds. They were named Shooters because they found it hard to move things slowly and had trouble changing the direction of movement. Due to this, when they used their power to move things, it often resulted in those things shooting in a specific direction. “The glint that you guys saw wasn’t a sniper rifle scope but probably some kind of magnifying lens that would allow him to see you better. Such as binoculars or a telescopic len

Her heart race rapidly as she tried checking herself if she was hit by the bullet, but got to know that the lady wasn’t the one who shot. The lady’s body landed on the floor, as Cassandra came into view. She had pulled the trigger. The bullet pierced through the lady’s forehead, and it was shocking for a newbie to have a straight target, despite the distance she was in taking that shot. Brittany’s mouth was still open in shock when Cassandra walked closer, picking up the lady’s gun and threw it at Brittany. She caught it with ease, still gaping at her. “Why you finding it hard handling this Sissy?” She asked, putting in a new cartridge as she removes the first one which was empty. Brittany n

Looking through the scope of the magnified glass attached to her weapon, she held her breath as the chest of one of her target’s bodyguards appeared on the crisscross mark, which was immediately followed by the bald head of the yakuza boss. She moved the gun slightly once more to the right while maintaining the crisscross mark on his head before she squeezed the trigger. A second passed before the man dropped like a log, which prompted his men to instinctively draw out pistols from their inner jackets as they scanned the area for where the bullet came from. Kimberly immediately returned the gun and leather gloves into her suitcase before making her way out of the building through the emerge

Just the next day I wakes up and go to the field Just then I see Kayak he run to me and hug me Kayak : if you can't kill animal can you shoot a board Their is a big white board with seven white point on it Kayak : shoot all those point and I won't make you an Assassin again I takes the gun I calculated the gun stability with my soft hand and aim focused for the best accuracy Parr I shoot not only the point but the center of the points I aim the second Again it a super perfect shoot Third Forth Fifth Just when am about to shoot the sixth I noticed blood flowing behind the white board I run to the back and am so surprised to see five people dead Kayak is chaining people at the back of the whit