The Bullet That Missed Novels & Stories

"Okay. Shoulders back, no pressure. Firm but comfortable grip, aim, now pull the trigger." Her first shot completely missed the target and ricocheted, flying clean above our head. We both scurried and flew to the floor to avoid the impact. When the commotion had died down, we awkwardly faced each other on the floor. I had completely forgotten that the bullet couldn't hurt me because it wasn't made of silver. I guess I had been too surprised. Liyah must have realized this because she suddenly began to laugh. "I swear I wasn't trying to get us killed," She laughed again, getting up and dusting off her clothes.

someone fire gun short princess, he was targeted her head, the bullet was travelling, with speed. Ariel use his power he hasn't used, he stops the time, he moves the princess from the ammunition, the bullet was just 10 cm from her head if ariel wasted any sec. then it is the end for a princess. the soldiers who short fire run away when he saw that he was failed to kill her. princess:- what happens how I am still alive, where is a bullet, did he miss his shorts.

Booooooom The bullet went out of the gun and I staggered back due to the force. I missed.

“If there is anyone who needs an explanation or is willing to talk to you, I get to call the shots, not you.” While I was still in a fierce argument with Marshall and the skillful lady was behind me, Bullet quickly hit Marshall with a kick on his injured leg. Realizing that if we wanted to live, I should follow Bullet's move. I threw a punch right at the lady's jaw and we escaped from the room using the same way we sneaked in. Yes, this is another failed mission. “What do you think will be our fate this time around?” Bullet asked while she stepped more on the car's accelerator.

Agatha was in the middle of thinking about her next countermeasures when she suddenly got startled by an unfamiliar voice. "You are here!" At this time, she was already back inside the shooting range and aiming again at the target from her stall. Due to being distracted by it, the bullet she just fired did not even hit the seventh ring. Agatha gasped. Surprise showed on her face after she turned to the culprit who made her most recent shot miss. Of course, her expression immediately turns sour when she saw that it was the same guy who caused her to pay for the food she didn't even manage to taste.

I shouted. My heart skipped immediately, this must have been his plan all this while. I swiftly took out my phone and dialled her number, but she wasn't answering. Something was definitely wrong. As I turned to leave, someone shot at me. A felt the sharp bullet pierce through my skin and blood gushed out profusely. Luckily, the bullet had hit my left arm, the bastard missed shooting my chest. Before he could shoot again, I pointed my gun at him, targeting his head and shot him in a split second. I never miss a target. I watch his brain burst and he dropped dead on the floor immediately.

"Regardless of the type of gun used, there is always one fact that remains true. Bullets hurt. And when they enter your body, they damage you. "But the loss of blood that comes after is much more dangerous compared to the bullets. Bullets only hurt when they move through you. Once they stop, only pain lingers. There's not a lot of damage from a stationary bullet in the body "The loss of blood makes it so that the body cannot function at its peak, not to mention how your body will feel heavier and heavier. Take note not to get hit."

My hands pulled her waist closer so that her shoulders rested against my chest. “The left arm that should be the support of the weapon is less upright. When the projectile is withdrawn, the bullet that comes out of the shell moves quickly for at least 0.5 seconds. This made his left arm wobble, causing meaningless movements, and finally the shot missed a few inches from the target point,” she replied at length, her cheeks blushing like ripe peaches. I saw Damelza start to have the courage to express every feeling she felt. This has had a good impact on the development of our relationship.

Madeleine’s POV My finger trembled on the trigger, the metal cold against my skin. There, in the dim light of the training ground, stood the target. I squeezed, the shot echoing, slicing through the air, and then… nothing. A clean miss. The bullet embedded itself in the wall, nowhere near where it was supposed to land. A chorus of soft chuckles met my ears. I lowered the pistol, a flush creeping up my neck. Jax. Rook. Dare. Silas.

“He’s my brother.” “Oh.” Dr. Bob Callis said, knowing good and well that Dr. MacIntyre didn’t have a brother, but Bob had always strongly objected to the ‘information for family only’ policy, so he went along with the charade. “Well, he’s surprisingly fine. At first we thought it was a through-and-through, but it turns out that the bullet just clipped him. Totally missed the carotid arteries and the jugular vein and that’s just… well, it’s incredible.” Mac nodded. “I think the word you’re looking for is ‘miraculous’.”