Widowmaker Sniper Novels & Stories

The kid rang me up without comment, probably assuming I was some contractor on a late-night job. By the time I got back to the roof, the sniper was starting to stir. I jabbed my thumb into the pressure point again, and she went back under. I wrapped her and the dead shooter together in the canvas bag and secured it with the rope. Then I loaded the heavy package onto the bike and headed home. The sniper woke up tied to a chair in my basement.

he bawled and smiled. “Do it, son. Do it!” Mr wick growled with a shattered heart. No other option but to watch himself die at the hands of son. “Do it!” He screamed again and Calogero pulled the trigger in terror. The bullet blasted the left side of his chest, surely blew his heart. Wick died instantly with eyes flaring open and blood pouring out from the sides of his mouth. He died without knowing the reason. Calogero broke down but was yanked up forcefully. Even though he didn’t enjoy it, he had to kill each and everyone in his family with the same gun. He started with His dad, to his mom, to his little sister and lastly his twin brother.

After a moment, she called again, "Honey, the washing machine is broken. Can you take a look at it?" When I didn't respond right away, she came in, clearly annoyed. "Marcus Lomas. I've been calling for you. Why are you ignoring me?" My mind was still processing what had happened. I couldn't believe my wife had tried to kill me just to be with another man. Felicia noticed my dazed state and quickly put on a concerned expression, reaching out to feel my forehead. I recoiled from her touch, my body shaking. She didn't seem to mind though and handed me a toolkit and the same black-handled screwdriver from before.

And not only was he uninterested in Leona, he even went so far as to harm himself before leaving. At first, the maid had considered turning the tables and stealing Leona's husband. However, when Liam left, the maid became afraid of Liam's temper after recalling the kind of person he was. So instead, she shifted her focus to getting revenge on Leona. Hence, the maid took advantage of Leona's disoriented state and placed the tool in Leona's hand. As a result, Leona fell into her trap. The maid couldn't help but smile inwardly as she watched Leona strut around while berating her.

“You’re deeply nuts! The Mason family and I are your targets. Well, here’s a suggestion: You free him. And I'll prepare a helicopter and money for you to leave Sapphire City. What do you think?” “I’m not a fool! What should I do if you tampered with the helicopter?” Sofia sneered. Cedrick squinted and hit dial secretly. He had asked Eason to arrange a sniper. Trevor, in fact, was the target of the sniper. Trevor, an excellent killer, used to be a mercenary. Cedrick had told Eason that the sniper could fire at Trevor without instructions if Trevor threatened his and Catelyn’s lives. And he would deal with that as long as Trevor was alive.

After eating, they chatted with each other. Cathrine Rodriguez, her name was. A childless widow who was abandoned by her husband. She inherited her ex-husband's entire estate, as he had no parents or relatives. On the other hand, she is the Owner of Beauty Dream PTE Ltd. A company engaged in the manufacture and marketing of famous cosmetics in America that she owned herself before marriage. Making her even more of a wealthy woman. Alex listens more than she talks. He only spoke as necessary and added some lies because he didn't want Cathrine to get suspicious. But Cathrine, a psychology graduate, easily guessed the lies Alex told. Even so, Cathrine refused to reveal them and chose to pretend

“You were meant to be leverage. There’s a difference.” Her eyes widened just a fraction. I stopped behind her and leaned close enough that she could feel my breath. “The wedding is in one week.” She stiffened. “You will walk down that aisle,” I went on calmly. “You will smile. You will say your vows. You will not cry. You will not faint. You will not try to be clever.” Her head shook violently. “I won’t…” I cut her off. “There will be a sniper,” I said, my tone flat, factual. “Across the street. Clear line of sight.”

Hidden. "Sniper," Albert said. "X has snipers positioned. He was never going to let them live." Two more shots. James and Maria dropped, executed before they could scream. Then X's voice again, satisfied and cold. "Thank you, Eva. For the show. For the internal struggle. For proving you are exactly as conflicted and broken as I need you to be. The sniper was always there. The deaths were always planned. But watching you point a gun at Catherine? Watching you debate pulling the trigger? That was beautiful. Pure entertainment."

Whose life would I unravel next in my quest for retribution? The night was young, and the city stretched out before me like a vast chessboard. I moved my pieces carefully, planning my next move with meticulous precision. The game was far from over, and I, Amber, was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost. The taste of victory was sweet on my lips as I continued my calculated assault on Lucas Davis. He had no inkling that the woman orchestrating his downfall was the very one he had wronged – his estranged wife, Amber, whose appearance he could no longer recognize due to the skillful hands of a skilled plastic surgeon.

Also, you're a Grandmaster yourself, so I'm sure you know how far a silver needle can fly, right? What? The gunman turned around immediately upon hearing Sebastian's words. The second story of the building was dark, and it was strangely quiet. There was also a sniper rifle by the left side of the window. However, nobody was behind it. "Y-You killed him? How… How is this possible? When did you notice him?" The gunman couldn't remain calm anymore. The sniper was the most important part of their trap because the bullet they were going to use was a Silver Rush bullet.