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STRIKER

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Parts 9
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Reads 1,597
Votes 83
Parts 9
Time 1h 11m

It was too late.
  
  He spat blood into my face and stuck the gun against my head, the heat of the barrel burned my scalp. 
  
  I looked up at him, breathing shallowly. 
  
  His eyes were filled with sick joy, he was overcome with a sense of pure power. 
  
  Blood drooled from his mouth as he looked up at the one who was frantically rushing back toward me. 
  
  He flashed his bloody grin and narrowing his eyes, he pulled the trigger.All Rights Reserved

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Ayla by Jhay_writes

"You want war?" He chuckled, but it was hollow. "Fine. But remember who taught you how to hold a gun." Another silence, longer this time. His eyes narrowed, lips curling in faint disgust. "I'll give you one chance. One... chance to run. After that, you're nothing but a body I have to clean up."

My Boss by ynaffitE

And there I stood, with my mouth wide open, my hands shaking, and my legs frozen. My boss looks up from his victim that is laying dead at his feet before wiping his bloodied hands on his shirt. As he saunters over to me, with a devilish hint in his eyes, all I could think about was how freaking pissed I was for my own body betraying my mind when it told me to run. I take a deep breath and close my eyes as he reaches his red stained hands towards my face, knowing this could be my last moment on Earth. Bracing myself for death to happen upon me, I clench my eyes shut tighter and curse myself for not being more brave. You might be wondering how I've ended up in this situation. Well, it all started 6 months ago, when I met the gorgeous stranger who now is holding my fate in his hands....

ONE SHOT( Revenge) by byizzelo96

Just one shot. Just one pull of the trigger and it's all over. She stared into the man's eyes, looking at how easy it was to make him pay for what he did. It was time. Pointing the gun at the man's face was what she dreamt for such a long time. Seeing him like this makes her feel powerful, in command, superior. She smiled with pleasure. She breathed in Once, Twice, BANG!

Sessions With Guns ¹ ✓ by bjorghalla

Staring at the gun in his hand as he stalks towards me with a devilish smirk on his face, I feel the bone-chilling fear rises within me. My back is against the wall and I'm trapped as he stands in front of me, his body so close to me that I can almost feel it touching me, and somehow I crave for his touch. I stare deep into his kohl black eyes and somehow his eyes tell me everything that I need to know. He does have feelings after all yet is confused about them. "You belong to me!" He says harshly, and before I could even process his words his lips capture mine in a possessive matter.

Don't Judge by the Outside by Deerhunter3500

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Darkness seemed to seep from his body as he turned to face me, his eyes burned with actual fire. The fire disappeared then, in a way, I saw both fear and rage in his eyes as he stalked toward me. He grabbed the front of my tattered shirt and lifted me from the ground before slamming me against the wall. His eyes met mine for a split second and there I saw lust and something else mixed with rage. “How are you doing this to me?” He hissed before slamming his lips down on mine. I froze between him and the wall, surprised at the unknown feeling rushing through my body. Then, without my permission, my body reacted to his. My legs wrapped around his waist and my hands wrapped themselves in his hair. He groaned deeply as he pressed himself against me and I pressed my lower self against him harder. He bit my lower lip, demanding entrance to my mouth and that’s when I got control of myself. I unwrapped myself from him and bit his lip as hard as I could, bringing blood. I pushed him away and he dropped me. He laughed and wiped the blood from his mouth as I stood. “I knew you wanted me.” I laughed. “Me making you bleed is a sign that I want you? Man, the worlds changed a lot in the last five minutes.” He chuckled. “Sweetheart you have no idea.” And at that he walked away from me a huge smirk spread across his face. “Oh and Sweetheart just be glad I didn’t kill you, I could have stolen your soul right then and there.”