We Are Bulletproof Novels & Stories

"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.

Our car was tinted, and they couldn't see us, but the ugly goons still approached! I held my breath while clinging to Zac's arm. His gun is ready. Even though I'm scared of Zac's gun, it is better than the ugly goons outside. The leader of the goons signaled, and they surrounded our car! Is this the end for us? My hands suddenly felt cold and started shaking. Zac took my hands in his and hugged me. "Don't worry, the car is bulletproof, but I don't know how long it will last before our backup arrives. We will die fighting!" he whispered to me.

I signalled Alex and the others to join. We had come prepared with Kevlar vests large enough to cover our chest, even in wolf form, and bulletproof helmets designed, especially for werewolf heads. We were not taking any chances. We didn't want silver bullets in our hearts and our brains. The only person that wasn't geared up was Abel Wey, and he was bulletproof. Mutants and government agents charged out to attack us. As predicted they started shooting silver bullets at us. When they saw it was futile, most of them got in their cars and drove off.

I clicked it back, getting the safety off. “Why do you have a gun?” Dennis asked with fear. “I just need us to stay calm.” “Stay calm? They’re shooting at us!” “It’s bulletproof. They won’t get in.” “What if they notice and get even higher bullets?” “Trust me. There’s no way they can be able to get higher bullets. I’m sure they’re just ragtag criminals anyway…” Immediately I said that, one of the glasses broke as a very large bullet got in. I gasped. It was an ammo-piercing bullet.

We saw Wayne while walking out holding some bulletproof vest. "Are you sure you don't want to come with us, Wayne?" Read asked and Wayne shook his head "I rather picked the action-thrilling game than to watch some live romance in front of me." He said bitterly and I chuckled "I'm sorry if I can't help you though, I could join the torture game if you guys want to," I stated and they both looked at me like I grew another head on me "What?" "Nope. Not a chance." Read answered and Wayne nodded

I started shooting blindly and then I found out that the car was bullet proof. All the men brought out thier guns and started shooting too. As the car finally sped off, I set my gun down. Whoever was watching me surely came prepared.. “Boss! Are you okay?” Oh, I was fine..but now, I surely knew that someone was out for me. And I won't let that happen. Whatever they wanted from me, they would surely get it. “Run the plate numbers. I want to see which son of a bitch was in that car.”

It is really so bad to think that the people who must be protecting you are also one of the reasons why you can get hurt by someone outside of your, supposed to be, comfort zone. “Yeah,” Bullet nodded his head as he continued munching, “all this time, I thought that we were safe here. That we are paying enough for the security team to do their job. But we are not safe here if this will continue to be managed by the same Security Lead.” Bullet sighed exasperatedly and he messed his hair. There I saw that his knuckles were still swelling. It was so red right now like blood was stocked from there. That made me guilty. “Are your knuckles okay now?” I asked while staring at it.

I said He smiled and held my hand tight, we walked to one of the Rolls Royce and took our seats at the back, ours had a moonlight decoration at the top and I couldn't take my eyes off the blue stars. "Take us to the morgue first" my husband called out to the driver "Yes sir, we are hitting the morgue first men" the driver replied and quickly called out to the others using his little microphone Another man in a black suit joined us and he sat in the front seat, I took a deep breath and touched the windows "They are fully bulletproof, you are the most important asset I can't lose at this point in my life," my husband said "yeah, I know, just hope everything goes well" I replied

They chew and burn their way through the paranormal beings attacking the clubhouse. Blaze! Kane! Where are you two? We need you! I see you! Watch out! Kane, get down! Now! Blaze, what the fuck are they shooting? Oh god! No! Please no! They've got fucking silver bullets! Aiden! They got silver bullets! Get every one out! Get out now! I keep scanning the crowd. Until all the air leaves my lungs. I grab my chest and look down. I'm not hit, but I can feel the burn of the silver bullet lodged there.