We Are Bulletproof Mga Nobela at Kwento

They shot at the car, but Ken didn't flinch at all. Leo's car was was bulletproof and they had already encountered few attacks in the past. Each time, they got away without a single scratch. The new driver on the other hand, was completely loosing it. He let out a yell, when the bullets rained on the car. “Get down, sir. They're shooting!” He exclaimed. Leo turned to him and smirked, “ it's fine, let them have their moment. The bullets won't go through at all.” He replied.

I awed in amazement, Darren stood in front of me reaching out to collect the bullet. I gave it to him, he tossed it in the air and quickly swiped it from the air. "They're not normal bullets..." he started off. "They're called venom blood one of the most dangerous and the most poisonous bullets in the country, they're made from the venoms of the most poisonous metal on earth." he said while I shook my right hand, he chuckled at my flimsy reaction. "Don't worry their poison is already condensed into the bullet so it's not poisonous now unless you're being shot then count yourself unlucky." he said while I looked closely at the gun. "How come I've never heard of them if they're this popular? "

I told him. "Here we go." I told him. There is nothing to worry about, we carried a bullet proof car so it will take long before the bullets will destroy the car. I sped and they started shooting at us.. Roman was so quick as he rolled down his glass and started shooting. I also started shooting the men by side but it wasn't long when the men came to cover us, they distracted the men so that we could pass but it wasn't as easy as we thought. The men lined up like they were even prepared for us.

Gerome took the front seat, and the driver started the car. I looked around the car. "Aren’t you afraid someone might suddenly shoot you here?" I asked him this out of nowhere. I guess it’s because I know exactly what kind of person he is, and given the nature of their family, they have many enemies who are just waiting for the right moment to act. "The car is bulletproof. You don't have to worry." I breathed a sigh of relief. At least, one worry was off my mind. We arrived at a large building. The equipment inside was impressive. It felt like there was gold lining the walls of the building.

They weren’t here to bargain or solve this calmly, they were certainly here to take me forcefully; even if it means killing me. “Please move aside!” I growled underneath my breath. He shook. I pushed him aside mindful enough not to hurt him, he shot at my chest, at that moment I thought that would be the end of me, but to my surprise and to the terror written in the detective’s eyes— I was bulletproof! A bullet that was supposed to kill me, hit me and fell to the ground; unsuccessful of its mission. But I still felt a slight pain from the bullet. I turned around and walked away, but the detective was a stubborn man and so was I.

“We’ve got asses to kick first.” I grinned, my heart racing, our chemistry was like fire that grows with each flame, our love a weapon. We moved fast, my hands grabbing a black hoodie, plain black trousers, and underneath my hoodie I wore a bulletproof vest, Ethan matching me, his Glock tucked into his waistband, my Beretta heavy in my grip.

"Flynn." "I'm here." Thankfully, I made a different choice. Thankfully, in this life, we didn't miss each other.

Cory asked as he stretched his legs. “Of course.” Bulletproof said casually. “We have our men watching the place…” Reese rolled his eyes, he hated being under his father’s men’s watch but what choice did he have now he had Quinn here, he certainly couldn’t risk a front on confrontation with the mafia right here. Cory squinted at the guy. “And who are you, I haven’t seen you around here before?” “This is Bulletproof…he’s basically just a human shield.” Reese hissed snidely, taking Quinn’s hand and walking in through the back gate to the pool area.

Vincent pov I reach for my shirt and pull it over the bulletproof vest I ordered for everyone to wear tonight. I'm not here to risk any lives, especially when the pack has to deal with the Alliance. There are many different hunters out there, but the Alliance ones are a different breed. All of their members are trained to perfection; their only goal is to kill. Their hunters use silver bullets, and if there's one thing I am absolutely sure of - they don't miss. Ever. Besides, that son of a bitch Red is going to lead the attack on my pack. Better safe than sorry.

The beautiful days when you never thought about betrayal, murder— or politics. I can’t let a group of selfish people take their lives. I couldn’t imagine all the women and men, old or young, whom I saw before my eyes during that moment on the ground, inert. I tried to chase the image of the tragedy of my thoughts, but it was stronger than me. What if we don’t succeed to save them? What if their agents are better than us? “Will to the Bullet Team.” William’s voice sounded in our earbuds, interrupting our fearful thoughts. I loved how he called us the Bullet Team, he said he believed nothing can ever destroy us, even death.