Sassy Shooter Novels & Stories

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

Her eyes pinned on the SUV surrounded by the military’s high-power vehicles. She slowly sat down and lay on her stomach. Then, she adjusted the big gun in her arms skillfully. In her arms was the FN SCAR Sniper Support Rifle, one of the most long-ranged and accurate sniper riffle in the world that had 1000m point target. Steady, calm, deadly, and determined—Ashley aimed the sniper to the SUV. Through the high-precision lens, she waited patiently like a beast. Hardly blinking, her finger hovered over the trigger, ready to shoot anytime.

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit. "Skyler is off the mission!" She said sternly.

Gianni spoke up getting back on his feet. "She's the best skilled Assassin we have in the group, we need a shooter from a far " Mariana's looked up at Marco with wide eyes. Did he trust her that much??

I command “Yes.” She breathes nodding before turning her head away from me. As soon as I reach my armoury room I change into a pair of dark jeans, a black V-neck t-shirt and put on my boots. I strap on my 9mm underneath my shirt, grab my sniper case and insert my Matsuda blade onto my back. I was getting ready to party.

His eyes, filled with rage, touch on me for a second as he raises his arms, a gun in each hand. Holy. I try to peek again, wondering if I’m still hallucinating. I watch him fire a spray in the direction where the men who are holding us captive are sitting. Sahsa comes in, followed by Sergei, both looking as badass as Roman. Confused out of my mind from the drugs I think. I can only stand and stare, not sure what’s real and what’s not. Sasha points his gun at me, and I start to shake my head. When he fires a shot, a small sound escapes me while I squeeze harder against the wall trying to melt into it.

“Thank you, Natasha. Stay with me and watch her. If she so much as twitches in the wrong direction, shoot her.” I’m no threat to her, but I won’t hand her control over the situation. Sara laughs as if I’m playing make-believe.I guess she never expected me in such way. “ Wow! You seems to learn so fast because I have heard so much of a weakling like you, anyways “I’m carrying no weapons, silly girl.” She spins in a circle, showing off her toned figure in an outfit tighter than skin. Her heels are a glossy patent leather, and her jeweled bag bumps against her hip as she enters the room. “Where would I hide a gun?”

Ellaine looked beside her and for a moment, she was distracted. Keisha lodges herself forward and kicks her in the face. "Fuck!" she screamed loudly, dropping the gun on the driver's side. Ellaine pushed the corpse away to try and get her gun back but Keisha would not allow it. "By now you probably know I'm an assassin,don't you?" Keisha asked while she was running out of breath. She kicked Ellaine in the face again, slamming her head against the front of the car. "A terrible one," Ellaine answered before grabbing Keisha's foot.

Without breaking stride, Zayden unholstered his custom matte-black Desert Eagle. BANG! BANG! BANG! Three precise shots. Three shooters on the upper scaffolding dropped dead, crashing forty feet down onto the metal crates. Zayden ducked beneath a shotgun blast, drove his elbow into a mercenary’s jaw—shattering the bone to powder—snatched the fallen combat knife mid-air, and plunged the six-inch blade straight through another attacker’s jugular. Blood sprayed across the side of a shipping container, but not a single drop touched the pristine fabric of Zayden's lapels.

Everyone get away from Haseena as she walked at Zoya holding a syringe in her hand. Zoya looked at her with her red teary eyes. __ Sahir pointed his gun ahead, walking like a hungry predator, holding his gun taking a stance, he killed whoever came in his way, one by one. His armed men with him spread everywhere, taking over the mansion. He came across a staircase which was going downwards. He got down from the stairs, positioning his gun, killing whoever was hiding there. He shot almost more than dozens of guards hiding there. Sahir broke the security patches shooting them all. It caused a loud siren echoed in the atmosphere. The red lights turned on and started moving everywhere.