We Are Bulletproof Novels & Stories

Bullets begin piercing the jeep, the thunderous sound of firing weapons crackles through the air, and I scream, anxiously cramming my growing frame beneath the dashboard of the vehicle as shattered glass showers us. "It's going to be okay," Ace says above the cacophony of gunfire. "The doors have been reinforced with bulletproof steel plates, so as long as you keep your head down, you won't be shot," He assures me, popping his head up and analyzing our current situation. He removes the magazine from the gun he is holding, inspects it, and ensures that it is fully loaded with bullets before re-inserting it. "Here, remember what I taught you." He says, thrusting the weapon towards me.

he asked, glancing forward. “Don’t beat yourself up too much. It’s all about knowing what to give and what to expect,” she replied, smiling at the young man beside her. If he truly wanted to survive in this world, he would have to confront every moral value he held dear. … “I am almost ready,” Cassie said, grabbing a Glock-19 from the gun board and tucking it in her thigh pocket.

I let go of him and he fell to the ground. Every single one of my men was ready, aiming and waiting in the direction of where the intruders would come from. “Fire!” Bullets went flying ahead, hitting the cars that were coming in and trying to form a circle around us to cage us. But I wouldn’t let them get the chance, and the firing increased until they had to come to a stop. The cars were bulletproof but we could still hold them back by not giving them a chance to shoot at us. But something was wrong.

Who could have the guts to send these people to come and get me. I had thought they were her to kidnap me, why the hell did they need a gun? Oh, no! The least I could do was duck. As soon as that trigger was pulled, bullets went flying into the air and at me. I yelled, face down as my hand jammed my ears. The only people that didn't get a divorce were both my feet which slammed into the throttle. It was raining lead darts. It kissed the car loud enough. Luckily for me it is bulletproof. Unluckily for me, those mercenaries had a machine gun mounted to the top of their SUV.

"Have you seen our newly developed bullets? He gestures to the sky as a bunch of shots fly through the air. "These are specially modified to have the ability to pierce the hardest of skins. It's a good thing you've avoided them so far... if one of them had hit you, it would have hurt.

Walter said, it's quite a problem they are with a gun, and the wolfsbane is still affecting everybody. "Can you really defend against bullet?" Damien asked, I remember it's the last training Madiba gave me, I never knew why but now am happy he did. "Don't rely on your eyes, bullets are too fast, sense it too" I remembered his exact word. Then I closed my eyes and readied myself for the bullet. "Saying your last prayers already" I heard Damien said. "Whatever happens stay behind me," I said to my mate, the other pack members are not close to me so the bullet won't hit them. I heard the first bullet being fired. I cut it in two, I heard gasped, nobody knew its possible.

I said ”You do realize that it's risky going there without a plan?” he asked me "I have a plan, don’t get shot,” I said and he shook his head “That's your plan?” he asked in shock “Yes, I organized some heavy-duty bulletproof vests but you know they only protect the vulnerable parts of the body,” I said “You mean to tell me that we are not going to turn?” he asked in disbelief “you want us to face the vampires in our human form. We will be very vulnerable

Shit, I probably needed to do something about that too, if I wanted her safe on the road… “She’s different,” I confessed, smiling a little when I remembered how she’d hugged me earlier. Sure, I was built like a tank, but that’s not what had resulted in my tag name. After getting shot at close range, and the bullet just bouncing off, the men were convinced that I must be made of steel. It wasn’t until they saw me bleed that I finally convinced them that kryptonite wasn’t my weakness…

"We aren't out of danger yet. Be prepared for anything and keep your guns low so they can't be seen unless we need to use them." The ladies do exactly as I say. Austin turns around in the seat after he's inside and peers out the back window. "I'll watch behind us, you take care of what's in front of us." The vehicle is bulletproof and will stand up against anything short of a rocket launcher. We just need to get clear without police intervention. "Celina, call the control room and give them an update. We'll be coming in the house hot and they need to be ready." She pulls out her phone and makes the call. I keep my eyes peeled for our men. I have tracking on the SUV so they'll find us. I pull

These cars were bulletproof and specially designed to be silver-proof too. It was a peace-treaty visit to the Hurricane Dawn Pack, but we could never be too careful. Other packs could attack us. If it didn’t go well, it was more likely that Lisa’s pack could start the war by attacking us. So, it was better to be too prepared than the opposite. Nate said nothing, and his face was gloomy. His forehead creased, and he sat straight. I patted his shoulder, and it startled him. “What?” he asked.