Trigger Time Gun And Pawn Novels & Stories

I say to him, he blinks twice at me as he burst into laughter, "This should be fun" he says as he proceeds towards me, Intentionally I pull the trigger waiting to feel satisfied however I get disappointed as ni sound is heard no bullet hit fired just the same hit yet annoying handsome figure walking towards me confidently, I cock the gun once more as I pull the trigger yet it makes a faint noise for me to understand how empty it is, in shock I check for the trigger but it's intact and not broken, Arthur pulls the guns l towards his cheat and smiles at me causing me guts to churn in disgust and anger,

Julian raised his matte black pistol with a blinding, terrifying speed that defied human logic. The suppressed weapon coughed once in the damp, echoing corridor. The armor piercing round caught Marcus directly between the eyes. The traitorous Vanguard lieutenant was dead before his brain could even register the sound of the gunshot. His massive, heavily armored body went completely slack, collapsing backward onto the wet concrete floorboards. But Marcus had anticipated his own execution. He was holding a dead man switch. The detonator on the electromagnetic pulse grenade required constant, active pressure from his thumb to keep the arming mechanism suspended. The very microsecond his heart s

“You mean to say…?” “Yes,” I replied. “The fishing line was tied around Clocky. The rolling alarm clock was given a few modifications, though. It didn’t ring and time was not needed to be set for the trick to work. All it needed was a push of a button that was linked to the Bluetooth mechanism found inside the device. The silent alarm would go off; the wheels would turn on; the trigger would be pulled; the bullet would be shot; the fishing line would slip off the trigger and will wrap around the body of the rolling clock…

I pressed the nuzzle deeper into his skin, breaking the skin in the process. "This was used to play the probability theory. Ten chambers and you wouldn't know when it clicks or when a bullet actually leaves its chamber." I pulled the trigger to show my point. The click resonated in the whole room. "Did you just—" His eyes widened and with that little distraction. I grabbed his gun, pushed him, and pulled the trigger. A shot rang out and he clasped his hand around his shoulder, howling in pain. "I said probability." I shrugged, raising my gun once again.

In that fateful moment, it became clear that his fate had been sealed. Time seemed to slow down as Sebastian's finger tightened on the trigger, the metallic click echoing through the garage. Fred's heart hammered in his chest, the final beat of a life teetering on the precipice of oblivion. A deafening gunshot reverberated, shattering the silence and piercing the air.

It was expensive–fucking expensive–but it was worth it. The cloud of steam finally cleared and the shelf locked into place with a soft satisfying click. Slowly, it turned, revealing rows of weapons that glinted in the deck’s light. “Hello, babies." I clicked on a button on the side of my pants and ‘Bad Reputation’ immediately began playing. “Mama's missed y'all."

Banging noises came from outside my walls and my brows quirked in confusion. I lived alone. Quickly, I stood, careful not to make a sound. I grabbed the gun I had illegally purchased after I noticed that I was being followed (twice). Flipping it out of the safety lock, I gripped the butt tightly, hiding it behind my back as I opened the door gently. The noise came again, the clacks and bangs of pots and pans sounding through the house. This thief obviously didn't go to stealing school. Cus what in the hell of unstealthiness was this noise?

The roar of the crowd was getting louder, the sound of boots echoing in the shaft above. "Either we open this door and kill the machine," Chalida said, her finger tightening on the trigger, "or we die knowing we built the end of the world." She pulled the trigger. The gunshot was deafening, the sound trapped in the small, concrete space. The vault keypad sparked, sputtered, and turned black. The massive steel bolts groaned, the sound of heavy machinery waking up from a long, digital sleep.

He asks. I wrap the small circular grenade and pull it out. I took small steps back. I tap and press the button, hearing a rapid beeping noise as I toss it toward Hugo. It rolls and stops at his feet. He glared up at me with wide eyes; they popped out of fear. He tried to move, but he was too weak and injured. There was nowhere to run. Another one of Kendall's inventions was with the help of Gunnar. It's a small round grenade and gives a ten-second countdown with a button push.

They both lunged for it at the same time. The Moment of Truth Ayesha’s fingers closed around the device first. She rolled away, pressing her gun against Kade’s temple. “Call it off.” Kade wiped the blood from his mouth and smirked. “You don’t understand, do you?” He nodded toward the holographic screen behind them. Ayesha turned—her stomach dropping. Because there, flashing in red letters, was a single countdown. Titan Rebooting: 00:10… 00:09… 00:08…