Sniper 소설 & 이야기

he glances at his watch. The sniper begins to shoot.

The handle of the blender jar was intact, but the rest was a jagged wreck. anthony crouched over her, straining to hear. “Bullet,” he hissed, pointing at the casing lodged a millimeter away from where she’d been standing. A .308 if he wasn’t mistaken. Lily’s mouth opened and closed like that of a fish gulping for air. “But…but…” “Silenced sniper rifle,” he said silently, kicking the door shut as his mind spun. Kill him. Get him, his wolf howled.

Within a minute, I had the sniper rifle assembled, in the proper position, and loaded. I looked through the scope, looking for the clear shot I needed. "Vianne!" The voice said again, and I pressed my earpiece a little deeper to hear a little better. Some of the questions from the media seemed to drown out the Congressman's voice until he got closer to his target. The Congressman moved into my line of sight, eliciting a growl in frustration. "Did you think you would get away with killing my boy?" he hissed in her ear as he tried to grab her arm. She deflected it easily.

A snarl vibrated against his back, as Lexus vocalized his displeasure. “Don’t bite you fucking, shit. You asked for this asshole,” The alpha complained loudly but began fighting harder to restrain the Brunet. Honestly, it wasn’t even fair. The blond healed as quickly as the wounds opened. Such fucking horseshit. Thanks nature, give every advantage to the stronger one, cause that’s a brilliant idea. Lord help him, Azrin really needed to stop channeling Lex’s attitude when he was upset.

As for Sean, he finally saw the sniper's face clearly. The sniper looked like an Orwallian; he was clearly a mercenary from abroad. "Who sent you here?" Sean asked coldly. The sniper didn't answer. He rubbed his eyes vigorously, but Sean didn't disappear. Instead, he saw Sean clearer! The sniper finally understood that everything in front of his eyes was really happening. Sean was a top expert! The sniper took a deep breath, and there was an unprecedentedly serious look in his eyes. He quickly pulled out a dagger from his waist. It ha

The stories these trees could tell, he thought as he glanced around quickly, the tales of wanderers going hiking, never to be found again. James Schwartz had positioned himself in such a way that he could see the slope from where the car would emerge. Having donned his camouflage jacket, he blended well with the dull brown of the world around him. Having been a sure shot snipe in the US Army for many years, he was already calm and watchful, alert as ever, his mind clear as he focused on sounds and movement. He shut an eye and peered through the scope. He had had the foresight to dismantle the sniper rifle and bring it along, apart from the small revolver he al

His muscles coiled with tension, every nerve primed for the imminent clash that was about to unfold. The attack was sudden and fierce, a whirlwind of teeth and claws that clashed in the dead of night. The air was filled with snarls and growls, a symphony of violence that painted the darkness in shades of crimson. Ethan fought with a primal ferocity, his instincts guiding every move, every strike. He was wounded, blood seeping from his side, but his determination burned brighter than the pain.

Ten miles away, on a rooftop across from Blackpine’s estate, a sniper adjusted the lens on a modified thermal scope. “Confirming target,” he whispered. Inside the scope: a faint heat signature, child-sized, walking toward a balcony window. “Target moving. No security detail.” The woman on the comms replied coldly, “Execute. On my mark.” But as the sniper adjusted, the scope glitched. Then went black. Then overheated—the screen flaring red before the device sparked and burned in his hands. He swore, dropping it, fingers blistering. And in the moment between pain and confusion, the wind rose—sharp and wrong.

Mauler left, and Sniper's eyes turned sour as she watched her sister go. "You just have to wait and watch then," Sniper said, her voice dripping with malice. She fell onto her bed, and brought out her phone, which was full of photos of Venom. She smiled, her eyes gleaming with obsession, as she stared at the pictures. "I won't let anyone take you away from me, I won't," she whispered, her voice trembling with intensity. She stripped herself naked and stood in front of the photos, touching herself while moaning Venom's name.

I said as I clicked the gun ready to unload every bullet in his hardened heart. Someone used something to hit my hand and when I fired, it did not get Rarf in the head but in his stomach. This will not be able to take him out but I have to solve the situation behind me first. It was Inizio it has to be. I connected my elbow with his face making me hold his face, yelling out in pain. I will make him suffer, he has no right to die.