Sniper X Reader Novels & Stories

She muttered as she aligned the criss cross mark of her sniper scope to the head of the terrorist with the gun. She held her breadth and pulled the trigger at the same time when he raised his rifle to shoot the third captive. The gun fell from his hand first before the man followed. There was panic amongst the other two who looked around in confusion. One of the men made a dash to the fallen weapon of his comrade but she followed him swiftly, the criss cross mark of her sniper moving behind her new target till her focus point was centered on his chest, then she pulled the trigger. A second later, the man was flying backwards in the air before landing on the floor motionless.

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Yang Xiao's heart was beating faster at this moment. Slap! Yang Xiao lowered his body and a metal bullet grazed past the top of his head. The boiling heat wave caused Yang Xiao's scalp to turn numb. Thump! Yang Xiao tumbled onto the ground. The first shot missed! Why was it like this? The sniper was stunned. He pulled the trigger the moment he noticed Yang Xiao's figure. And the sniper rifle in his hand was a Barrett feared by the whole world. "Impossible, how could this fellow's speed be so fast? This is a Barrett!" The sniper was stupefied.

Stephan's POV Clarissa's idea sounded so easy and simple, but I knew that things could go wrong with our plans. I will contact one of my friends, known as X-ray, but I call him Ray from another pack to help me track it. He is a guy I helped a long time ago; he was known for buying weapons and technology and selling them to the highest bidder. He is also a skilled hacker. He pissed the wrong people off because of that. They hired assassins to take him out.

No one expected someone to use a sniper rifle in this kind of venue as soon as the game started. The sniper directly exploded the level 1 helmet of No. 3 with a single shot, scaring her into a terrified scream. Branden raised his eyes toward Catherine with a questioning look in his eyes. When their gaze met, Catherine instantly read Branden's meaning. She pressed down on the small eye icon at the top of the screen and scanned to make sure of the enemy's location.

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 had been covered with strong venom.

The sniper's rifle trained on Damian, finger tightening on the trigger. "Damian, down!" I screamed, firing my weapon. The sniper jerked, a crimson blossom spreading across his chest as he crumpled to the ground. Damian glanced back, eyes wide with a mix of gratitude and fear. "Elara!" Before I could respond, a searing pain tore through my side. I stumbled, blood seeping between my fingers as I clutched the wound. Darkness edged my vision, but I forced myself to stay conscious. "Fall back!" Damian's voice echoed, strong and commanding.

She sipped her coffee casually, the timer on her wrist counting down to something. Lila arrived right on time, her long legs striding confidently towards the counter and Viviana's eyes didn't even bother trailing her with her eyes. She knew what she would do next. Lila stood there flirting with the barista, her laughter echoing through the small shop. Viviana slipped out of the cafe into the alley behind the cafe. She lit herself a cigarette as she took her already set up sniper from the bag seated on the roof of the building she was aiming from. The sniper was custom made and the deadliest anyone could find. It never fails to finish its job since she started using it.

Contemplating the idea of confronting those who had wronged me, I simultaneously experienced fear and hope, two emotions that seemed to battle inside me for dominance. Before I could even think about taking revenge, I knew I had to buy a weapon - not just any weapon, but a powerful one that would make sure my revenge would be swift and decisive. The only option that came to mind was a sniper rifle. I consider myself fortunate because I had a contact who could assist me with this task. And I was also fortunate Sean taught me how to handle a sniper rifle. I already talked with a man, Mikael Svenssen, who was known in both Sweden and Russia for his involvement in the smuggled gun market.