Taking A Bullet For Someone Novels & Stories

The wailing of Meghan and my mother pierced my heart as my vision started to get really blurry with the painful gush of tears that flooded my eyes. My Father literally jumped in and took a bullet for me despite how I treated him with so much resentment the entire time. What frightened me the most was the fact that I might never get a chance to say thank you to him. The struggle for the possession of the Gun heightened as the floor became a pool of men wrestling themselves for the possession of the weapon that laid on one side. Brittany suddenly appeared and grabbed a hold of it with shaky hands and while another of them tried launching himself at her, the door was thrown open and a large num

We both know the answer to that. He worships our family legacy. He will do anything to keep it, and I don't. I hate it. I turn my head, ready to leave. He walks in front of me and halts me as he continues speaking. “With you, there is no hope, Bullet. In our line of work, there are principles and rules that everyone follows, and you're not an exception “Getting out of our line of work?! Bullet… You are choosing wrong! You are choosing to end up with a bullet in between your eyes…. Just like your mother…

"Did you get to take what you wanted?" "Yes. It's in the van. I didn't have the time to check it." "Okay." She pulled away and looked into his eyes. "Why did you take the bullet?" "I was wearing a bulletproof vest. If the bullet had hit you, you could have died." "What if you were not on a bulletproof vest?" "I would still have taken the bullet in your place." "You shouldn't do that." "Why?" "It's dangerous, Zuerien." He shrugged and leaned back.

A bullet shot through the direction from where the old drunk man was holding a rifle. His white mustache was covered in wine and his eyes screamed fury. Without thinking much and being upset about the fact that the stock he bought had the lowest price because the one standing in front of him, made him go crazy. The guards of Elio wore bulletproof vests so they were about to take the shot for Ayah. Before they could, Elio stood in front and a bullet was shot in his back. Everyone screamed in the area.

Barely 100 pounds. But don't mistake me. I can and will smash your brains in. Just test me. I have enough muscle to do just that. "It's really good to see you all," I say genuinely. I mean it. These are some of the only people I would be willing to take a bullet for. Or lay my life down for. "You too," says everybody. They look at me with the love of brothers and sisters. Ves grabs my hand and leads me over to a table where we take a seat.

I kept the pressure on, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. He took the bullet for me. The cold, calculating monster who literally bought my life, who promised to ruin me, had just thrown himself in front of a high-powered sniper rifle without a second of hesitation. Why? Because of ego? Because of some twisted mobster code? Or because he actually meant it when he said I belonged to him? I couldn't even process it. The SUV suddenly violently swerved, the tires screeching like crazy as we blasted down into the underground parking garage of Alexander's high-rise.

For 12 years, I took on countless slanders for Timoteo, shouldering his dirty deeds one by one. During that assassination attempt on the streets of Malora, I'd thrown myself in front of him, taking a bullet in my shoulder. The pain of that bullet still lingered deep inside. In multiple life-or-death situations, as long as Timoteo was there, I would always turn my back to the enemy, giving him the chance to survive. He'd said, "Fina, you're the one I trust the most." It turned out that the one he trusted the most was the one most suitable for taking the blame.

“No!” Easton's voice cried in pain as the bullet that was meant for him hit Scarlet. The moment Scarlet walked towards Easton, Dante lost it and wanted to risk it all. Kill the one person he couldn't defeat and kill himself too. But to his shock, Scarlet ran forward and took the bullet for him. "Get down!" Voices of chaos echoed in the church as people began to scream and panic not knowing where to go. Easton blinked, hoping he had just imagined it but unfortunately for him, it was real.

Mason said. "I cannot do that because I owe him my life," I said, and they looked at me. "He took a silver bullet for me. An agent aimed at me and fired, and Michael knocked me down and blocked the bullet with his body. That was when Ingrid killed all her colleagues and surrendered to us. I need to know if she is lying, both Michael and I need to know, please," I said and Marcus was stunned. "He took a bullet for you?" he asked me, and I nodded.

Before I can turn around to see who is telling me to watch out, one of my guys jumps in front of me and takes the bullet for me. Natalie walks towards me with a smirk on her face and she smiles wickedly. " At least you have people who care for you, someone just took a bullet for you but I don't think your little bitch will do that for you, anyways she's already dead as we're talking now" I laugh despite the situation I'm in,she doesn't know Nicole is already at the hospital.