Novel & Cerita Shot By Cupid

She was still weeping into Amore’s hair. ‘BAM' The sound of a gun going off echoed through the air. Caity closed her eyes tightly waiting for the pain to come… to her astonishment she felt nothing. She opened her eyes and then looked down inspecting herself, if she has been shot. Confused she looked up at Carter.

she sobbed, her voice lost in the frenzy. BANG! A gunshot ripped through the corner, deafening, the curtain billowing as screams erupted—Lauren’s, Priya’s, Melissa’s, blending into a piercing wail. Lauren froze, her heart stopping, her vision swimming. Who was shot? Tom, her rock? Dan, her tormentor? The girls stood rooted, their screams fading to shocked silence.

The five inch long dart zipped through the air and hit the old woman’s shoulder. “You!” Edmund’s expression turned pale, and he gasped, “Why in the fucking hell did you shoot her?” “Weren’t you going to execute her? What’s the big deal with me firing the first shot?” Handing the crossbow back to Edmund, she patted his shoulder. “Don’t worry, I didn’t hit any vitals. You can still shoot her chest and claim the credit for this execution.” Pin drop silence! For the next few minutes, nobody spoke or moved. They were all just too stunned to react.

Caspian’s words dripped with venom, his hand steady as he towered over his broken enemy. “I won’t do it again… I swear,” Ricardo whimpered, his voice weak, barely above a whisper. His chest rose and fell erratically, his blood staining the ground in vivid red. “Again?” Caspian let out a cold, humorless laugh. His frown deepened as he leaned closer, his piercing eyes boring into Ricardo’s. “I’m sorry, Ricardo, but there will never be a next time.” Without giving Ricardo a moment to breathe, Caspian aimed at his right chest and fired. The bullet plunged into flesh, missing vital organs but ensuring excruciating pain. Ricardo’s body jerked violently, his cries reaching a fever pitch.

They see the man with the gun. Spadino screams. It is a sound of pure, unadulterated rage. He lunges, a blur of motion. The assassin tries to turn, to fire at the new threat. But Aureliano is faster. He fires. Once. Twice. Three times. Bang. Bang. Bang. The shots hit the assassin in the chest, the neck, the head. He drops like a puppet with cut strings. Silence returns to the crypt. But it is a broken, jagged silence, filled with the sound of Ciro’s struggling lungs.

“If I win this, will you give me one chance? Please?” I kept quiet, but Bennet grew visibly anxious. “Ms. Sheargold, Mr. Castillo is holding his own life hostage to manipulate you. This is absurd!” Even as Bennet spoke, Hugh fired the second shot. There was only one shot left. Tonight was the night I had agreed to meet Wilde. I truly had no time to indulge this spectacle. Just as I turned to leave, a deafening blast rang out behind me. Panicked shouts from the crowd followed. Hugh’s final shot had struck him dead in the chest.

“It's not enough, it's not. Say goodbye, Amber. He denies frantically. I pull the trigger, without regret, his body falls limp. The shot is a sonnet to my ears, seeing it collapse a scene that takes a weight off my shoulders and I feel pleasure. The only thing missing is you, Luna Miller.

Every second stretched, each movement unpredictable. The shadow faltered for a heartbeat—enough for Cruz to dive forward, gun aimed, eyes locked. “This ends now!” he shouted. It hissed and lunged. Cruz fired. The bullet hit its shoulder, sparks exploding. It shrieked, a horrifying, unnatural sound that rattled the night. The figure twisted, clawing at Cruz, but he rolled, pistol snapping again. Blade lunged simultaneously, knife slicing in a deadly arc. The shadow screamed, almost human for a second, before melting back into the darkness.

Enid screams, her voice cracking with fury, "she will not get to keep you either!" Seeing Enid pull the trigger, I do not hesitate for a single microsecond. I throw my entire body directly in front of Jodie, stepping right into the bullet's path. BANG. The loud gunshot shatters the quiet clearing. A searing, blinding pain explodes straight into my chest, right over my heart, as the heavy silver bullet tears through my flesh. The burning poison of silver spreads into my bloodstream instantly, cutting through my strength like a hot blade. "Calden!" Jodie screams my name, her voice echoing frantically through the trees as my legs give out under me.

He turned around and gently held onto my wrists. "Were you hurt?" I merely shook my head, still dazed. "Cupid! Behind your back," I screamed when I saw Jared aiming to punch his head. Cupid quickly turned around and strongly punched Jared square in the face, knocking him out cold on the ground. "Let's go," Cupid said, pulling me away from the scene. I didn't complain and let myself be dragged away from him. We made it to the parking lot of the club, and he led me inside his Lamborghini. We stayed there for a while, just basking in the silence.