We Are Bulletproof Novels & Stories

They ended up with 15 years because the circumstances surrounding their case were so bad. After Casper woke up, he could not accept reality. He threatened to kill himself and demanded to see Jenny at least once. I went with Jenny. Casper’s eyes were sunken, his face was waxy yellow, and he was so thin he was almost out of shape as he lay on the hospital bed. The bullet comments appeared again, silent on the screen that only I could see. [Things are so bad for the male lead! He ended up as a eunuch... No, a cripple.]

I made a face at him, but of course he didn’t see it. Once outside Veronica and I were shoved into the third row of a large SUV, and Aleksey got in the middle. He put the carseat next to him. I jerked my head around and saw Robert get into a car with Alexandra and Mickey into one by himself. Each of us had two large Russians in the front. “The cars are bulletproof,” he said, as if reading my mind. I nodded, having a million things to say but uncertain if I should in front of Veronica. Even if she knew what we were she didn’t know this life, she couldn’t possibly understand all the events that led to this day.

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…