Guns Stories

He was just an ordinary student. His hobbies are just geeking and modelling armoured fighting vehicles, he also finds solace with a questionable music taste and being a part time weeb. though he didn't expect that he would experience something that defied science to a certain extent, such as being transported to another world. Presumeably, he was supposed to be transported with his classmates when arriving to this new world, but something in the process of transportation seperated him from the others. With tough luck, he got stranded in the middle of nowhere. But, he's not completely alone. Somehow, a BTR-80, accompanied him. Nevertheless, he set up a simple but hard or impossible objective for himself, return to his beloved world and home planet, earth. and maybe find his classmates if lucky. And lo and behold, the unconsentful adventures of this young man shall begin! let's hope the best in his journey's! (As he would need it)

We pose you a question, dear viewer from the outside. In the harshest of environments, the most barren of them all... Will a single small, blue flower like this one grow and bloom in the golden sands of abandon? Or will it wilt and die like the white flower before it? Huhu... let's find out, shall we? And one more thing before we leave. Can the small, blue flower still dream her everlasting, beautiful, blue and white dream? As always, the narrative continues in the distant realm called Archive of Our Own as well, but this is where we say goodbye for now.

In an distopian world the world was overtaken by machines known as Raptures. The remains of the human race have retreated underground, forming the Ark with the adroids which they dubbed Nikke being their only hope. Nikkes were lead by human commanders, which happen to meet an untimely end most of the time. However, what would happen if a certain minus had ended up as an commander?

/tôrn/ feeling that one is in a state of uncertainty between two conflicting options or parties. They say time heals. SEKANI ORTIZ could beg to differ. Year after year, she's reminded of heartbreaking memories of the past. The ones that sit heavy on your stomach, leaving behind that unbearable nauseous feeling. The ones that tear at your heart until finally, it's ripped open and all of your sorrows are laid out on the table for all to see. Memories that never seem to fade no matter how many times tears are shed . Dd Osama+Kay Flock x Female OC ©2025-Cosmic7even [this is NOT a bxb] [slow burn!!]

Few days before the events of the walking dead (Lee just finished trial and was waiting to be transferred to the prison) the people all appear in theatre where they are said to react to the future and how a certain boy have saved most from their fate Ps for this fanfic I'm going to pretend most of the people were saved but we're just separated from Y/n and Clem until around the final season, but there will be some death such as unavoidable deaths regarding health issues like Larry's heart and Rebecca after birth or offscreen kills, but Y/n is gonna prevent as many deaths as possible, allowing most if not all of the characters to survive, unless they are villains Also making the cover, I was not able to find the right skin tone for Clementine so I'm sorry if it's not right

In a dominant world where loyalty costs blood, and where love is defined by power and lust, emotions are nothing but tools - weapons meant to manipulate, seduce, or destroy. He lived by dominance. His world was ruled by pain, loyalty, and betrayal - each one marked by blood. A man who understood that affection could be faked, that kindness was a currency, and that love... was nothing more than a weakness. Until he met someone who defied the chaos within him. He was calm. A quiet storm who carried peace in his eyes yet misery in his soul. Someone who didn't fear his darkness, but embraced it - as if he saw the beauty beneath every scar, every sin. When a man built from dominance and destruction meets a man who turns storms into something beautiful, everything begins to shift. Walls built from pain start to crumble. Lies begin to taste like truth. And the one thing he swore he'd never feel begins to consume him - love. But can love survive in a world where every touch is a threat, every kiss a warning, and every promise is written in blood? Will his ruthless heart ever learn how to surrender - not to power, but to peace? "Just because I was being nice to you doesn't mean I have feelings for you. I was being gentle because I was waiting for the right moment to shatter you." - Anan Wong Because sometimes, the most dangerous kind of love... is the one that teaches a monster how to feel.

HELLBOUND ANGEL...💫 She is the brush that paints the masterpiece and the bullet that ends the life.😈 To the world, she is a corporate tycoon and a virtuoso of the arts. To the underworld, she is the DONNA of Lucifera-a hacker, a racer, and a lethal shadow who never misses her mark. She has mastered every skill known to man, from the operating table to the sniper's nest, rising from the ashes of her past to become a god of her own making.✨ But perfection comes with a price. She has conquered fear, but she has sacrificed her heart. Cold, calculated, and terrifyingly beautiful, she feels no pain, no remorse, and absolutely no need for love. When you are the devil's favorite angel, you don't need a savior... you become the apocalypse. Read the rise of the unstoppable...💫 ✨Astrid Rune✨ ...Mastering humanity...The world is her WEAPON ...💫 Here comes our Hellbound Angel 🔥🔥🔥

Your not so typical, typical mafia lost sister trope She is unexpected, an angel with a clipped wing. They won't expect here to burn down to world, so that is exactly what she will do. Amelia knows she is adopted but nothing more, she just wants to make the best life for her self and that life is as far away from here 'parents' and 'sister' as possible. luckily she was send to an arts and crafts boarding-school. but now that she is back for the summer her live can be hell again. But she runs in to her so called biological brother... -SNEAK PEAK- I ran down the long corridor of the arts and crafts boarding school. My roommate and best friend, Lily, was on my heals trying to catch up with me determined not to let me win the race to our room. Behind us swung a door open. "Girls, how many times have I told you, no running in the halls!" Miss Evergreen's voice echoed with a mix of exasperation and amusement. We just laughed, and take a final sprint to our room We reached our room at the same time and barrel through the door. We trip over each others feet, and we crashed to the hard wooden floor with a loud thud. We lay there for a moment, breathless and laughing, surrounded by the colorful chaos of our bedroom. started:07/08/2025 ended:?

What will happen if the two rival mafias had to work together in order to escape the possible downfall of their organization or worst, they will end up dead. Discover the chaotic, messy, and far from nice and peaceful journey that Silvaster Smith and Valerian Jones Aiden experienced. Buckle up and join the ride of our two Mafia bosses encountering the challenges they never thought they will ever experienced. -------- -------- " I expected you got them back?" His light tone sounded so calm and relax. He heard a cursed. " In a fucking box! You bastard!" Valerian shouted that made Smith put the phone away from his ear. Then many voices can be heard in the background. " Be grateful I put an effort to put them in a box and not in a body bag. Aren't you happy?" He sounded proud like he just made something phenomenal. That made the other one angry. " You fucking killed them!" That growl sounded hurt than angry. Smith hummed and glance back to his papers. " You never said you wanted them back alive." He sounded sarcastic and then he heard a gun going off followed by many voices and shouting. " Mark your fucking days, Aster." Then this time, it's valerian who cut the call. Smith glance to his phone and blinking his eyes repeatedly. ____________________________________ This story happened to be staying in my draft for almost a year now. It's due time for this story to see the world. 📍Mafias 📍Please read at your own risk 📍BL 📍Violence and everything that you expected from a mafia thing story

انه جحيم الدنيا بلا ريب أتعرفون ماذا يعني ان تفتحوا اعينكم كل يوم لتجدوا النار تبتلعكم اكثر و اكثر؟ لا احد يسمعكم...لا احد يراكم..صرختُ لدرجة ان صوتي صار اشبه برنين مكسور..لا يسمعه سوى نفسي و روحي... اللعنة عليكم جميعا...اللعنة على حياتي التي ستكون مجرد ذكرى عابرة سأخجل من سردها في جحيم الآخرة.... لكن ما خطب هذا القلب اللعين الذي احبه؟....احبه؟...حقا؟...هل هذه مزحة من نوع ما؟...لا..هذه ليست مزحة. فالتردد في قتل شخص تمقته لدرجة انك تريد اقتلاع احشائه و هو حي...حب..أليس كذلك؟..

Chuckywackem story (if i was yall I won't use my story but yeah PLEASE LIKE AND COMMENT)

Free weapons with name, powers, and abilities, (I don't own any images or pictures they go to their rightful owners)

For all the dreamers, for those whoo seek freedom, at all costs

In the quiet, predictable world of Sienna Carter, change was the last thing she craved. A senior in high school, she has mastered the art of blending into the background, content with her small circle of one close friend and a dog. Her life is a well constructed routine shield from the uncertainties of the world. But when news arrives that her older brother, a Marine soldier has gone missing, Sienna world turned upside down. As mysterious men begins to appear at her house in search for her brother with an intensity that sends shivers down her spine, Sienna's fear gives way to curiosity. Determine to uncover the truth about her brothers disappearance, she takes matters into her own hands stepping into the underworld of danger and uncertainty. With her life hanging in the balance, Sienna finds herself face-to-face with her brother's best friend, 'Mason Lightwood' the handsome, tattooed, blue eye boy that she used to had a crush on, who now seems to hold secrets of his own. As he steps in to save her from the shadows as secrets will unlocks. ♡♡♡

Dragged to the underground syndicate, Hert clings to the only thing that keeps her sane - her sisters. With things going out of hand and no way to escape, she must survive through hellish torture in hopes of getting back to the surface and regaining the life they once had.

This Papers Please fanfic focuses more on the characters and it follows the Loyalist Ending, which is where you do not follow any Ezic orders and protect the border. I plan for this story to have 37 chapters in total. I hope you guys enjoy this, but don't blame me if it's trash LOL CW: Terrorism, non graphic violence, weapons, suicide bombers, etc.

In which a clumsy girl with a peculiar name gets caught in the mobs web by accidentally mixing the shipments but she swears it wasn't her fault. Not at all blame it all on the rats.

This Is a Story Of a U.S Marine Name Hiro Ramirez, a Highly Trained Soldier born from a Marine Operative, who became a Delta Force Operator and is now trying to follow his father's footsteps, but using his Skills in a Highly Advanced Exo-Suit that helps him become deadly in combat, every since it's introduction in the 2030s. But one day on Patrol in Afghanistan, A large ball of light appeared right in front of him. The Next thing it did, it pulled him in it. Upon waking up Hiro now finds himself in a Different World, way different than the one he knows well. How will he be able to Survive in the World of Wuthering Waves. This Journey is His Story

By the Mobster|| Book 3 of the Chicago Mob Series Alessandra Santoro, after wrestling her way out of the shackles of her old life, has finally carved her place beside Renzo. Not as decoration, but as fire. Together, they're on top of the world, certain their love is enough to make them unstoppable, untouchable, unbeatable. But in the empire Renzo built, freedom is never free. Trust is but a weapon, and love often wears the face of leverage. When a deal Alessandra forces through turns into a test of loyalty, she learns - again - that marriage in the mob is less about devotion and more about survival. And when Renzo is forced to stand in her way just to keep her from burning everything down, he remembers exactly why he wrote off feelings in the first place. He can command the underworld with a single phrase, but he can't control the one woman he swore he'd never lose. As her ambition crosses into dangerous territory, he must choose between his reign... or the first heart that ever softened him. Just when it couldn't get any worse, old ghosts rise and buried monsters resurface, turning their obsessive desires into conflict of interest, and their devotion into war. Obsession and devotion made them unstoppable before. But this time, they might be the very things that ruin them both.