The Last Gunslinger Novels & Stories

Gunslinger knows their dilemma so he said, “I have no plan to fight you, I was waiting for a person here. But if you move your feet more than the place you are standing, then you leave me no choice.” “If I were you. I will stay there,” he added. But, all of a sudden their attention was taken by the commotion upstairs. Gunslinger's dead eyes turned to bright when he suddenly felt a familiar presence upstairs. With a twinkling, he dashes off upstairs, with a wide smile on his face. He was so excited to see that someone, he patiently waiting for him to come, and he really did. Cederick offended from his loss of interest to fight them, but with no one to block them again, they seize the opportun

“We hold.” The new collector’s men committed one final push—desperate, heavy, and loud. They knew the window was closing. I fired until the magazine ran dry, dropped it, reloaded, and kept firing. Vincenzo’s rifle eventually locked back on an empty chamber. He dropped it without ceremony and pulled the pistol from my ankle holster with his good hand, continuing to shoot as if the wounded shoulder was merely an inconvenience.

The candle that was shaped like a 2 on the cake felt like a joke. At the end of his call, as if Jason Smith felt guilty, he added, "I've neglected you lately, so once I'm done with this busy period, shall I take you to see the aurora?" I hung up, and our home went completely silent. Even the air seemed to be mocking my marriage. What a failure all of this was. It was at this time that Jason's assistant sent me a message on WhatsApp, asking in that familiar way what I wanted reimbursed this time and telling me to just name it.

I got one down though. Just one more. One more. Bella and others would be here soon and they would keep Lisa safe for me. But my body was betraying me already. Stupid body! I didn't spend all these years training his body just for it to give up on me right now! There was another gunshot but it wasn't from me or the guy. It was from Lisa. She had shot the last guy. I was fucking relieved and so effing proud of her. The gun in my hand dropped and I dropped to my knees.

He dropped the knife on the ground. The First Kill knife, which was now his Last Kill knife, sparkled in the firelight. Shone. It was more perfect than it had ever been. He held the body of his wife in his bloody arms. His other half. Apocalyptic Montessa, counterpart to his Nuclear Lulu. He took the gun from its holder, held it under his chin with one hand. Kept Montessa close with the other. Watched her ignite completely, watched her body leave this world in the grandest of manners. He’d go next. Be right behind. A single shot. That was all. That was all.

He turned to the project overview page as the group made their way to the armory in the next room. “Project Humanity’s Last Resort, HLR, funded by Daniel Shirker, was a secret government operation that served as a reset button for the world. It would trigger a chain of natural disasters that would wipe out all of humanity. In order to restore life after the event. Project HLR established around 151 bunkers across the United States to hold both people and animals during the events of this project and release them once the state of the planet returned to a suitable environment to live in. These bunkers were known as Noah’s Arks. Between the 151 bunkers, Project HLR planned to save up to one mi

I squeezed my eyes shut, gnawing on my lip to conceal the pain. “And we're fucking dying together.” He tried to fire another shot, but unfortunately, there was no bullet left in his gun. Just before his men move closer to offer him a new gun, Carlos’ men stomped in and surrounded the room like flies. In a few seconds, all of Ray's men were shot until he became the last man standing. “Not with my sister.” Carlos snarled, kicking Ray on his jaw as the gun he was holding fell to the floor and he staggered backward.

Their jobs were to protect their Alpha and Luna and to also help with cake duties. As time went on, the humans started to hunt and kill werewolves for sport. The ones whowere able to get away found frfuge in the deep parts of the forest. The last known sighting was well over a hundred years ago {END OF STORY} Ash has gotten older since then and there have been many changes in her life now. Unfortunately, her grandfather had passed away a few years ago, then this past year she lost her mother to cancer. It's been very hard for her nut she is very lucky to have her life long best friends, Kime and Toni by her side.

Solana glared at him even if he already turned his back. Foire signalled to Blair that he is about to start his announcement. Supernaturals were gathered in Satan at exact dawn to witness whether it is true that there is an Alpha, the last one standing. While the carriage that will transport Solana across the border has not come in yet, he still has a lot of time allotted in his hands.

Her little hope to live made her reach for that hand. ‘Help! Please, save me!’ She thought as the blurry figure was still aiming to reach her hand. Her eyes went wide as her hope slowly decreased when she saw the three sirens simultaneously attacking her savior. ‘No! Don’t kill him, no!’ Maddie screamed the last word that only caused her demise to fasten. It was the last straw. Maddie had finally reached the floor, lifeless.