Novel & Cerita Watch Black Bullet

he assured me, but fear was eating me alive. He was scared, too. I could see it in his eyes. I know he sensed that something bad was about to happen. Another black truck with tinted windows pulled in front of us to block our way. Bright slammed on the brakes, stretching his arm toward me so I wouldn’t be thrown forward by the sudden stop. I let out another scream. Two men got out of the truck, and one of them shot Bright without a second thought. The bullet shattered the car window and hit him in the chest. From the way Bright weakened, the bullet was silver.

Elena let out a shrill scream like a night owl, holding an old-fashioned pistol bought from the black market, the dark muzzle pointing straight at my forehead. "You ruined me! Since I can't live, don't even think about living! If we're going to hell, let's go together!" *Bang—!* The moment the gunshot rang out, my mind went blank. But I didn't feel any pain. Because a black shadow was faster than the bullet, blocking in front of me without hesitation. *Pfft—* The muffled sound of a bullet entering flesh. Warm blood splattered all over my face. Gavin grunted, falling heavily backward onto me.

he said bursting into tears. “I don’t give a damn about you or your family right now Candle Wick! You made me suffer for years, I will make you suffer and that lady female client of yours!” Black stretched his hand to the back to receive his gun. He clutched his jaw tight and forced the cold weapon into his mouth. “Tell me a name or I blow your brain out,” he said panting heavily, the pain was getting to him. Wick struggled with his eyes wide open pleading with his eyes for him to be spared.

Photos and videos, bringing me up to speed on everything I’ve missed in the past month. I settle down to watch it all. The bullet was ladled with wolfsbane.

The air around Blake and the vehicle became thick, and all the bullets hovered mid-air before they got close to Blake or the limo. Helen lifted her hands and looked out when gunfire became silent. Like a scene from the Matix movie, Blake picked up a couple of bullets and placed them in his hand. There were nine bullets and nine men before him standing in shock. Then one after another, the bullets disappeared, leaving only one, as the men around the bald man fell to the ground.

If this was the end, he was taking Vincent with him. Moving with quiet precision, Bullet slipped from behind the desk, his gun already raised. His finger curled around the trigger, aiming directly at Vincent’s heart. A deafening bang rang out. Bullet gasped, his body jerking violently as pain tore through his shoulder. The gun flew from his grasp, clattering uselessly to the ground. He staggered, his legs nearly giving out beneath him. Bianchi stood a few feet away, gun still smoking, a satisfied smirk pulling at his lips. His dark eyes gleamed with pure malice.

I stare at the message for the third time since I got it. How the fuck is Bianca doing this all this while? What did I do to her? When did I hurt her? Or is she somehow related to Gianna and I didn't know about this? I open the glove box in my car, taking a look at the silver Glock in the box. Being a billionaire is scary. The whole world is always watching and as annoying as it sounds, a lot of people know you. A lot of bad people and anyone is willing to do anything to hurt you without batting an eye. To put it lightly; the business world is scary.

I reached for my water, my eyes tracking the way his throat bobbed when he swallowed. "Is that a crime?" "You don't eat here," he rasped, finally lifting his head. Those green eyes were blown out, the pupils swallowing the iris until they were almost entirely black. "You eat... there." He gave a sign vaguely toward the center of the room where the team was staring at us like we had both grown second heads. "I eat where I want," I replied. I took a bite of my sandwich, watching him. "Why are you sitting in the dark? You like being a ghost?"

We tiptoed in, only to be met with more chaos. The men were shouting, their guns blazing, and the room was filled with screams and cries. I saw Maggie's worried face and Matthew's angry expression as he fired back at them. But I was frozen, unable to move. I wanted to help but my body wouldn't listen. I knew I had to be strong for Jeremy, but how could I be? I was a bad boy, not a killer. And yet, I had to protect him. I had to do whatever it took to keep him safe. But as the bullet came hurtling towards me, I knew it was too late.

Holding a baby with a black birthmark on his forehead at the edge of the cliff. "I saw it..." Black tears were flowing through her angelic face. "I saw.. it...this child." She pointed a black dagger made up of her blood to her son's face. "Rean! put my son down!!" A sudden thunder has struck the woman, lighting up the whole place. Kepler grins. His son was growing way too far from his grip. The other team has lightened up the torch with the red smoke, Alkhun lighted up the torch with black smoke...