Novel & Cerita Shot By Cupid

"Noooo" Bang. I shoot the teacup Gloria was about to place on her lips, their screams and shattering of the cup fills the air. I point the gun at Gloria herself this time and shoot, it goes directly through her hair, her high bun hair. It leaves a hole in it. Her screams intensifies. I point the gun lower to her chest and I pull the tri—

I let out a little cry. "That's unlike her. She doesn't cry." Cynthia commented. "Yes. She only cries in her dreams." Cindy added back in nods. "Stop it girls. Look here Sophia, if you have to be the one carrying a curse that requires the weirdest of humans to break the curse, won't you have every reason to give up on life?" He asked and I shrugged. I didn't understand him. We later on heard gunshots and I got scared. So were the others except for Cynthia who took out her gun and shot one of the men there. We all looked at her and definitely our minds speaking out the same thing.

Then the dark creatures shoot her, but it only comes back to them tenfold stronger than their attack on Sophie, so they turn to ashes. Then there was a dark creature with a gun, and he shot Sophie, but the bullet had not yet stuck to Sophie. It suddenly stopped, and Sophie faced the bullet. She suddenly looked at her opponent, and the bullet automatically returned to the attempt. Sophie shot the dark creature, and it burned to ashes in an instant. "Je vais tous vous tuer!" (I'm going to kill you all!) she said again.

If this was indeed the Werewolf Queen Kaida, what was she doing here in the South, so far from her home? Everything seemed to go in slow-mode, her eyes stopped on me, she didn’t give me more than a glance, those grey eyes were pinned to the woman standing at my left-hand side. Empress Cynthia, and then she raised a weapon… a gun. No one saw her; her movement was too quick. She shot. Thrice. Her aim was true, and the bullets struck straight into Cynthia’s chest. It took a moment for people to register what had happened; by then she was already gone, and the hall broke into chaos.

"I'm never going down in the hands of a human." He had gotten the speed of the gun, and he had enough time to plan; he pulled his finger on the trigger… Logan flanked aside, ducked down and picked his gun. "Checkmate, mate" he shot the man on his chest… "No…!" "Ah!" She winced as the bullet scarred her shoulder. The man dropped dead. Camila didn't know which pain to take; a failed mission or a bullet dug into her shoulder with excruciating pain.

Sar-face asked. “Because it is impossible for a dead man to shoot anyone,” Lucas said. Scar-face scrunched his nose. “A wha-” The deafening crack of a gunshot exploded through the alley, but it wasn’t from Scar-face’s gun. Scar-face’s eyes widened in shock, his mouth forming a perfect “O” as the pistol slipped from his fingers. He stumbled forward one step, then another, before crumpling to the ground like a marionette with cut strings. Behind him stood Tiffany, her honey-blonde hair pulled back in a severe ponytail, a smoking gun still extended in her perfectly manicured hands.

We break away, and I gaze into those gorgeous blue eyes that burn only for me. “I love you, Milena La Croix, with everything I am.” I smile as I hold my hand out and feel Xander place the gun in my hand, still smiling at Zion before I look upwards. A little something I planned. One shot. One chance to get this right. The crowd quietens as I find my target up in the night sky and pull the trigger. One single bullet that hits its target dead on, and then the sky is alight with the glowing explosions that follow, creating the words ‘I LOVE YOU, ZION KING’ in the air before they begin to fade away.

My heavy balls slapped against her ass as I gripped her tits and started slamming into her hard. She screamed in pleasure while I fucked her like an animal. I felt long nails on my ass — Gigi had come up behind me. She walked around the bar, moved a potted plant, and pulled out a small digital camera with the red light already blinking. They’d been recording the whole fucking time.

She whispered something to him and he reluctantly sat down. Sophie stretched her bow, aiming at her legs. “I'll make you a cripple and serve me until the rest of your life.” She drew the bow and released the arrow. Camille closed her eyes, waiting for the worst. Everyone gasped, silence followed. Camille shut her eyes tightly, she kept breathing heavily. Without hesitation, Sean strode towards Camille, his long strides eating up the distance. He reached her just as Sophie released the arrow. With lightning-fast reflexes, Sean raised his hand, catching the arrow mere inches from Camille's face.

She’s mine! A gunshot rings through the air….. ******