Taking A Bullet For Someone Novels & Stories

Anything that would cost them their well-being, we were to oblige ours in their place, whether it was to taste their food to make sure that it wasn’t poisoned, be the food, or stand in the line of fire whenever their lives were on the line. Inhumans possessed natural abilities of self-healing, so naturally, one would find it asinine to jump in the way of a bullet. Right? Well, it was quite obvious that most inhumans didn’t think so. In their minds, if you chose not to take the bullet, you thought that your life was more important than theirs. Then you’d take an even harsher punishment than the bullet meant for them once they recovered. There were times that a bullet actually killed an inhuma

The only thing ringing in her head was that Clyde took the shot for her. He put her before himself and took a bullet for her. She was unable to wrap her head around the whole thing that had happened. She tried to walk closer to him, but he broke into a run towards the man who had fired the shot. Emma jumped as another shot was fired at Clyde, and she scurried down to the ground to avoid getting hit. Clyde took the bullet and continued to run towards the man. Another shot was fired and another until Clyde reached the spot where he stood, bleeding profusely. With fierceness, he tackled the man.

Nicholas looked from one woman to the other, completely confused. "What's going on?" he asked. Jade grinned. "I mean... the guy literally took a bullet for you." She laughed. "He's your knight in shining armor." Elysia gasped dramatically, clapping a hand over her mouth. She opened it to argue… Then immediately closed it again. She couldn't even deny it. Kai had taken a bullet for her. If he hadn't come for her, if he hadn't tried to negotiate at the last second… That bullet would've gone straight through her head.

And then turned toward Jacqueline and threw the knife at her, making sure not to miss the target. . “Aarvik?”, I asked slowly. I looked at his handsome face, stricken with pain. I ran my hand on his back and felt something warm and wet. Shit! He took the bullet on him, which was for me. “Why did you do that?”, I sobbed. . “Because I am your elder...brother and that’s my responsibility….to keep you safe.” . “Let me take you to the hospital.” . “No…..I have to….keep this...operation safe.”

I heaved a sigh of relief and there were murmurs amongst the reporters. “I knew it had always been him that's why I would be taking you with me,” Cole's eyes were bloodshot and he brought out a gun from his suit and shot towards my direction without hesitation. I guess he was desperate for love after all, Xavier sprinted towards my direction, he had never been this fast before. He should not think of even taking that bullet for me, I stood there willing to accept fate but no, maybe it had other plans for me. I gasped lightly immediately the bullet went into that one person. Xavier, Aurora and Rachel were all with me but it happened too fast. Just too fast, but someone did take that bullet fo

I could barely breathe smushed up against him but I would take being suffocated in his arms over the other options I was presented today. “You know maybe hiding me isn’t such a crazy idea.” I laughed, a shaky sigh on my lips. My hands roved along his along his back as he let out a breathy chuckle that didn’t sound right. I lifted my head from his chest to look him in the eye and caught an expression of pain. Frowning I stepped back and saw-with growing horror , that there was blood on his shrt. I pressed my hand over the stain and he winced. “You’re bleeding.” The bullet Ava had fired as he tackled her. He had taken a bullet for me. “We need to get you to a doctor!” I stammered, the color in

I close my eyes, and then suddenly, a loud gunshot rumbles through the room. But I don’t feel any pain. I wait for it, but it doesn’t come. That means I wasn’t shot. It means someone else took the bullet. “Noah!” I scream like a banshee. He yells out in pain as he falls to the ground, his hands pressed against his chest, blood blooming across it. He was shot. Noah was shot. He took the bullet for me. And now he is dying. I practically fly to him, my trembling hands on his shoulders, trying to lift him up.

It would spark a war that could consume both packs for generations, long after our children and grandchildren were gone. I didn’t stop to think. The moment I saw the bullet racing toward Kaelen, my body moved on instinct. I threw myself in front of my husband! Agonizing pain exploded through my shoulder as the bullet ripped straight through it.

I asked curiously. “You don’t need to know them. You will not need that information in your afterlife. Bye, bitch!” she growled, and the next thing I heard was the devastating sound of the gunshot. I closed my eyes shut, waiting to meet my demise, waiting for the pain that would run through me at the impact of the bullet. But none came. Instead, I heard a loud groan. I opened my eyes to see that Theodore had jumped in front of me, taking the bullet for me.

Everything hit me at once, the guilt, the fear, the anger, the heartbreak, the image of Mia falling, the sound of the gun, the blood on my hands. “It should have been me,” I whispered, barely able to speak. “She took the bullet for me without even doubting it for a second. When I was being a bitch to her, she took it for me.” Elijah’s expression broke instantly. “No.” “I said all those horrible things to her, and she still stood in front of me to take the damn bullet. Why would she take it for me? Why would she give her life for my sake?” I asked, shaking my head as I ran my fingers through my hair, pulling at my roots.