You'll Shoot Your Eye Out Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

I fired, hitting the man in the leg, but to my horror, he continued crawling towards me, his eyes fixed on me with an unnerving intensity. I shot the man's other leg, but he kept crawling, his movements eerily slow and deliberate. I knew I had to act fast; this lunatic was out for a kill. With a deep breath, I fired a fatal shot, hitting the madman straight in the forehead. The man collapsed, bleeding profusely, and I approached him cautiously.

“We don’t have much time.” “Don’t rush me!” I yelled, my heart beating out of my chest. I felt like I was about to have a heart attack. And just as I aimed and my finger hovered over the trigger, the floorboard behind me gave away. “Now!” Lachlan yelled. I pulled the trigger. . ____ A. Gupta Please leave a comment on the review page of the book too!! Thankyou 🖤🎀🖤

I stand above them, resigned to the fate I know that awaits them. And. I. Fire. There’s a rage that fills you to the point it pushes you out of your body. That’s what this is. An out of body experience. I don’t hear the shots, but I see the holes in their chest. They’re so many, blood just gushes out, their lips have stopped moving. But I can’t stop. It’s not enough. I don’t know how long I keep firing, the bullets don’t run out, and so I don’t stop.

Then he himself will be either killed or forever exiled from his family. Things aren’t meant to be like this. Then, he opens his eyes. And pulls the trigger. --- SOoooooo the book is finished! This was Part I of the Games We Play series; ACT I: Awakening. I will post information about the second part, which will be a separate story, in the next chapter tomorrow, and then some links where you can get the ebook/paperback if you'd like on a****n the day after that! thank you for reading, i hope you enjoyed :)

You can imagine all sorts of creepy things, That makes you shudder with fright, But please don’t yell mommy when you see them, Cause it's all in your mind. My eyes widened immediately as I threw the book to the other side of the room terrified. What in the world just happened?!!.

“I’ve seen her naked many times and jerked myself off to the images embedded in my mind. She has a mole just under her left breast and-” “Hold his fucking head still!” Using all my strength, I press Flynns' head into the ground as Nathanial plucks his eyes out with the tip of my knife. Flynn roars in agony, thrashing about. Holden saunters across the warehouse, turns his Bluetooth speaker on and blasts Burn It To The Ground by Nickelback. His all-time favourite anthem to blast when we are killing someone. As Nathanial pops out Flynns’ right eye, I watch it roll across the floor, leaving a bloody trail behind it.

But my grip tightens around the gun until my knuckles burn. “She didn’t mean that.” Silence answers. The mansion doesn’t respond. The system doesn’t respond. Nothing does. Because this— this part— is mine. Alone. “She wouldn’t say that.” Still nothing. My breathing slows. Too slow. Too steady. That’s when it happens. I lift the gun— and fire. The screen explodes. Glass shatters. Fragments scatter across the floor. I don’t stop. Another shot. Then another. And another. Until there’s nothing left to destroy.

I was too terrified to breathe. Lorenzo knelt down in front of me, his fingers clamping hard around my chin, forcing me to look into his cold, dead eyes. "You have your father's eyes, little bird," Lorenzo said softly, tracing the warm, smoking barrel of his gun down my cheek. "A shame they have to close." He raised the gun and fired. The bullet tore through my shoulder, the violent force throwing my small body backward into the baseboards of the wall. A sharp, blinding agony erupted in my chest, and my vision instantly blurred as blood poured from the wound.

"I honestly thought the same! I can't believe it! My book is already sold out. We've got thousand of requests for more copies even from the humans! Articles have been popping up everywhere and all the talk shows are featuring the interview. Some negative stuff but mostly positive so far!" There was a sudden gunshot and I felt the bullet graze my shoulder. Elias instinctively jumped on top of me to protect me. Everyone was screaming and running around as more gunshots ricochet one after another. My adrenaline was running and I shifted to my wereform. I was able to think clearer and process what was going on. The shooter was reloading so I ripped myself away from Elias and tackled him. Elias w