Squidward With A Gun Novels & Stories

"Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. What’s it to you?" Santiago’s smile widened, but there was no humor in it anymore. "You will tell me," he said, almost gently. I leaned in slightly, grinning. "Yeah?" I said. "And if I don't?" His eyes gleamed. "Then," he said, pulling out a gun with frightening casualness, "I’ll shoot you where you stand." He raised the gun — a gleaming silver piece — and aimed it squarely at my forehead. The room froze. His men stiffened.

“Look at these fucking muscles,” Mary growled, squeezing my arms, shoulders, and chest like she owned them. “Fuck… look at that big muscle,” Gigi moaned, her eyes locked on my body. “I think we just found our extra sausage,” Mary purred. Gigi had already fished my rock-hard cock out of my white cotton boxer briefs. The cold air hit my throbbing 9¾-inch meat as her long fingers, decorated with gold rings, wrapped around my thick shaft and started stroking. Mary reached around and joined her, both older women gripping and pumping my cock together with their soft, warm hands.

I said, then I pressed the button and speaker was playing Spicy Calamari Inkantation, one of the Squid Sisters’ music. Callie was astonished, “somehow Grace put speakers in their weapons with their corresponding music, clever Grace” I said. As the Spicy Calamari Inkantation music kept playing, Callie strikes Octo Marie fast and swift, Octo Marie can’t believe to see Callie so swift, as Octo Marie was about strike Callie, I landed 3 quick shots on Octo Marie using Marie’s Splat Charger.

Bang! I covered my ears then looked at the man who pulled me here. In the short time, I tried to process what the hell has happened. When the researcher shoved his hand inside his pocket, he did not bring out his identity card but actually he got his gun instead. Then he shot the squid right into his forehead. After that, he pulled me away to hide. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bullets are gouging the walls. The man beside me are fighting alone against the tons of men who were late to response at the sudden attack. Maybe, they also did not expect that squid will be the first one to die.

A distant sound echoed—a faint rumble. Engines. Sophia’s pulse spiked. Adrian. Simon must have heard it too because his expression darkened. "Looks like the show's starting early," he muttered, straightening. He pulled out his gun, checking the magazine. Sophia’s heart pounded. Adrian was coming. But would he make it in time? The black SUVs skidded to a stop outside the shipyard, headlights slicing through the darkness. Adrian stepped out, his gun already drawn. His men fanned out, surrounding the warehouse.

The other guard looks back as predicted and I take the chance to whip out my gun. A dart hits the guard square on his neck.

“Ha – you’ve given up your only advantage, you stupid little fool! What did…” One second after he stands back up, Epicurus gets a look on his face like he’s stepped in a pile of dog poo. He looks down at the pistol and opens his fingers. The gun doesn’t fall out of his hand, because it’s super-glued to his palm. Meanwhile, I’m up on my feet and hobbling towards the door. “STOP OR I’LL SHOOT!” Epicurus shrieks as he stomps towards me, the gun pointed at my back.

My shoulder screams with pain, but I push up, fury burning hotter than the ache. “Still hiding behind excuses,” I snarl, swinging again. My fist connects with his cheek, sending his head whipping to the side. His hand fumbles at his waistband, and the sight of metal makes the blood drain from the room. The gun. “Harry, no!” Vivienne screams, but he doesn’t hear her. I lunge, my hands locking around his wrist. The weapon jerks violently between us, the barrel flashing from me to the floor to the ceiling in a blur of motion. His face is twisted, spit flying as he growls, “I’ll end this right now!”

Then as his voice ended an almost maniacal smile appeared on his face, it was like there was something wrong with his head. Aidan, seeing this as well as everyone else, quickly moved in front of everyone. “Adar, I am sorry but for everything you have done to Nora as well as to everyone else, this is the end!” With his loud yell as well as his words, he pulled out a wicked-looking gun. It looked a little like a rifle, yet its two barrels were only the size of a pistol. Aidan though did not waste any time at all and quickly took action. Bang! Bang!

He whispered to me. “He has a gun,” I gasped, seeing the man pull out a gun from behind him. Vadirr turned around ever so slowly. From the corner of my eye, I could see his partner some distance away from me. How were we going to get out of this? They had guns loaded with silver bullets. “I see you are still as much of a coward as you were. Where your fists fail you, that toy in your hand will save you,” Vadirr shook his head.