Who Shot Reiju Novels & Stories

His remaining companion turned to face me as well. My favorite ninja wasn't done yet. As the second man turned, Miyako stepped from behind one of the false pylons and kicked the gun out of his hands. The ex-hanging man had the choice of reaching for his dropped Type-05, thus letting me chop him in the back as he bent over or...draw a sword?

Elena screamed—rage, grief—fired wildly. Jax dropped to one knee—blood pooling. I broke free—ran toward him. Elliott cursed—covered me, returning fire. Elena turned—gun on me. “You should have stayed away,” she hissed. A shot rang out—from the shadows. Not Elena’s. Not Jax’s. Reyes—stepping into the light, rifle raised. Elena jerked—chest blooming red—dropped to her knees. The pistol clattered. She looked at me—eyes wide, almost surprised—then collapsed.

The ferocious Shizuka's , life is finally coming to an end . " Ohh god , Goosebumps . I really can't wait . I am excited " Liam squeeled in , happiness. :::::::::::::::::: " Shot him " A vigorous voice demanded from behind . Without wasting,a single second the men twisted the gun and shot the men, directly on his forehead. " Ahhh " The men yelped and landed on the floor, without a blink . I rough hand patted the men's shoulder and praised the men . " Well done ,my boy . Keep enjoying,your life "

​I raised my pistol, aligned the sights with the center of the dark figure, and squeezed the trigger. ​The recoil bucked against my palm, a sharp, jarring shock. The Reaper’s head snapped back as the bullet found its mark, and he crumpled to the floor like a puppet with its strings cut. A sick, cold realization washed over me—I had just taken a life—but there was no time for horror. There was only the next target. ​"Clear!" Malakai roared, pivoting as he emptied a magazine into a second intruder.

I pleaded, my legs became wobbly, I prayed they wouldn’t give out. “Then why isn’t Jamie Summers on the list?” He growled. “What list?” I asked. The two guns went off, and I screamed, “No! Please don’t!” Callie started crying, the blood from the officers dripped out from a hole in their right side. They tried to scream but it looked like their mouths were sealed shut. “The list! The list holds the names of those that the reapers are sent out to collect. You must be on that list, but under which name, girl?”

After Ayu paid the cab driver, which is Bambam, who refused the money and just asked us to have a bottle of beer with him after this mission, the three of us walked to the back of the club. "Ready?" I asked. Jiroo and Ayu nodded at me before Ayu kicked the door, making all of the staff behind the door startled but we didn't let them even have the chance to pull their guns. I shot them all with my gun and Jiroo jumped behind the big bald guy and slit his throat. Ayu kicked the table to stop the guy who's about to run and she walked over it and pulled his head up before slitting his throat. "Aaahhh shit, the nostalgic feelings of being an assassin makes my adrenaline to rush in this mission of

Blood smeared his lips as he gasped, clutching a gun from the wreckage. “Even if you kill me,” he choked, eyes dark with promise, “don’t think the Reaper line ends here. This is far from over.” I didn’t let him finish. A shot rang out, and Viktor slumped, eyes glassy and empty. I turned, breath ragged, hands shaking. Raisel was staring—not terrified, not even surprised. Just… numb. As if this kind of blood and violence was her new normal. It twisted something deep in my gut.

Opened the back door. Reaper stepped out. Suit and tie. Looked like he was going to church not a payoff. He walked to the pavilion. Sat down next to Marcus. Across from Dominic. Started talking. Maya's heart was pounding. This was it. The moment. Take the shot. End it. She put her eye to the scope. Found Reaper's head. Center mass would be safer but headshot meant instant. No chance to shoot back. Breathe. Squeeze. Don't pull.

Before he could chamber another round, a cold gun barrel pressed hard into the base of his skull. "Don't move," a filthy, grease-stained enforcer growled from behind him. One of Marco’s men. Luca tensed, preparing for the execution, but a sudden crack echoed through the rafters. A heavy caliber bullet tore straight through the enforcer’s skull. The man's head practically detonated, spraying a warm, sickening mist of blood and brain matter directly across Luca’s face. The corpse collapsed like a sack of bricks. Luca wiped the blood from his eyes and spun around. Crouched in a dark corner of the catwalk, a smoking Beretta in hand, was Reid.

It was Kuroyuki— the girl that I’m still hugging did this to her. And those are… the spears she used to shoot Blaze…? Lots of blood is spurting out from Sherry’s wounds. It’s alright, vampires won’t die from something like this. It’s just that something didn’t feel right… “Tch…!” I immediately backed off— then a spear rained down from above, just in front of Kuroyuki. …The fourth spear. The shot was so precise that a tilting a single centimetre could’ve killed her instead.