School Shooting Fiction Novels & Stories

Dan chuckled unknowingly, lips stretched wide as he prepared to shoot, but sadly, his gun wasn't the one that went off, it was Lexie's and she landed a bullet straight through the old midget's heart. • • • AN/|\ I'm not good with action scenes, it's my first time writing one.

Lucien snapped as he smiled at me and threw a shotgun at me. It was like a shooting spree where the main character tried to not get killed by the villian and making sure to shoot the villian on their chest. It was messy but it was all going in our favor until… one of the dread walkers grabbed me by my neck and formed a barrier between us and the ongoing war. ‘So, this is the end. I won’t even have a chance to enjoy life before I die. Welp!’ I thought as I closed my eyes ready for the death to come when a memory suddenly hit me, it was like a vision cause the memory doesn’t belong to me.

A chaos broke out but none of them ran to chase her. Then, one of the men raised his gun, aiming without hesitation. He pulled the trigger .The sound of the gunshot echoed through the empty lot, and the girl collapsed, clutching her shin where the bullet had torn through. She cried out in pain, her voice muffled by the tape over her mouth. Blood pooled beneath her leg as she tried to push herself up, but two of the men were already on her, grabbing her by the arms and dragging her back toward the factory.

I released the spikes in my shoe and climbed the high walls before jumping in I saw the dogs roaming around Oh oh These dogs are really cruel I shot at the two dogs simultaneously and they groaned in pains Well they are not dead now but won't be able to chase me around I entered his rooms through his window and met him and his family watching TV in his room Oh how sweet I coughed slightly and they turned to look at me and fear gripped them The children already started crying and it kind of stung my heart for the very first time "Say goodbye to Daddy say goodbye to your darling husband"I said firing bullets on him and their wails intensified I heard a siren outside What the Who invited the po

After five succinct shots, the hail of gunfire subsided, but I refrained from stepping over the threshold immediately. Moments later, the fool who had been foolish enough to engage in a firefight cautiously extended his head from the room, his curiosity urging him to inspect his fallen comrades. Swift as a predator, I pressed the cold steel of my gun against his temple, the threat of imminent death compelling him to raise his hands in surrender. We shared a tense moment before I guided him back into the room, the implicit understanding that any sudden move would be met with swift and merciless retribution.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA’s POV "Look at what you've done, Noah. I don't give a fuck about your words. " I signaled the guard, and he promptly let the girl go. I pulled out my gun from my pocket and shot her. I shot her accurately for an instant kill. It was a way to save her from more suffering.

“Pathetic, this didn’t need to happen this way. I have my orders Cynthia, I’m sorry. I look back at Faye and she is screaming for Cynthia to help her and to not listen to me. But I drown it all out. The only sound I hear is the blood roaring in my ears. All the words that were said to me, all the bullying, seeing my boys with other women, but all their faces blur into one. Faye. I turn the safety off the gun and lift and fire. I look at Cynthia and she drops to the ground. Faye screams under my boot.

he shouted, the urgency in his voice cutting through the tense atmosphere. Liam, feeling the pressure and sensing the encroaching police force, gritted his teeth. In an act of defiance, he raised his gun and fired a shot into the sky. The loud sound echoed through the school campus, instantly turning it into chaos. Students flocked to the windows, their curious eyes trying to decipher the unfolding spectacle below. The other police officers, surrounding Liam, reacted swiftly to the gunshot, their training kicking in. But Liam, seemingly unbothered, met their gaze without a trace of fear.

He asked worriedly but just I was about to reply, he got shot and fell down dead. I screamed, covering my mouth with my hand to make it muffled. I was terrified but I didn't want to draw attention to myself. My heart stopped when I saw that Houston and Aiden were about to shot themselves. They stared at each other with hate. They were different... Different from when they were best of friends. What happened to them? They were ready to kill each other without blinking and it was just so... Terrifying. Suddenly, Fiona appeared in time distracting everyone by shooting out a gun that was much more louder than the other gun shots that echoed continuously.

I shoved Coach’s head back against the ice, launched myself off his chest, and dove for the gun. My fingers closed around the cold, heavy steel just as Coach scrambled to his knees, reaching for the knife again. I rolled onto my back, brought the heavy stock of the shotgun up, and pulled the trigger. The blast in the enclosed space of the woods was apocalyptic. Coach’s chest caved in, the force of the buckshot throwing him backward into the snow. He didn’t even scream. He just hit the ground, his eyes wide and unseeing, the blood pooling dark and thick against the pristine white frost.