Any Arrow Novels & Stories

I began, my own voice strained, "we need to stay focused. I can't afford distractions right now." Before I could finish my sentence, I sensed a disturbance in the air. The subtle shift in the wind carried the unmistakable scent of danger. Three silver arrows, glinting ominously in the moonlight, were hurtling towards me from different directions – north, northwest, and northeast. The realization hit me like a jolt, and instinctively, I maneuvered to evade the impending threat.

Finally, the words on the screen come into focus. Quincy: Are you still coming in today? Quincy: Tiffany, wake up so you're here on time! Quincy: I'm serious. It's a hair emergency! We're doing all-over color, right? "What the hell?" I grumble. "What the hell is a hair emergency?" "Hmm?" Rowen mumbles as he continues his journey with his lips. "Nothing. Quincy's being weird." Me: Relax, you psycho. I'll be there. And yes, all-over color.

The general tried to dodge, but Aranjo pulled strongly on the man's clothes. "Your wounds are deep enough! Did you bring medicine for this wound?" Aranjo asked looking at the still wet wound. "No! Tomorrow we will arrive at Qiyang's work, I will treat him there!" The general said as he broke away from Aranjo and retreated to the farthest corner of the tent from the woman. Aranjo took out a small jade bottle from the sleeve of her clothes. Actually, Aranjo took the medicine from his dimensional space, but if suddenly the bottle appeared, Aranjo was sure that the mighty general would definitely be frightened.

Azraiel’s Gamma, Theo was on his knees bowing in front of his mate, the Luna of the Blue Orchid Pack. Theo lifts his head a little, his eyes shine with unshed tears. He looks straight into the black wolf’s eyes and says, “Alpha!”

I rose an eyebrow in a dare. "I'll deal with you later," Gunnar warned under his breath with a glare over his shoulder. "Oh, I doubt that. You're going to be busy. So let's wrap this up so we can all get to the fun bit," I suggested, rotating my finger in a circular motion.

Arisa smiled lightly. Levi finally stepped forward. Arisa acknowledged him with a nod and stepped away from Ruben, giving him time to stand back up. Levi placed three arrows on the string of his bow and pulled back, taking his aim. Arisa got into position, carefully calculating his every movement shift. That was the problem though. He did not, in anyway, give up what he was planning or where he was going. Arisa frowned lightly. "Begin!"

Emrys let a forced smile push to his lips and I hated the way a glazed over look pasted over his eyes of grey, as if he could hide whatever he thought I could read in his eyes, and I hated how I felt the pain through our bond increase into a numbing sensation. “Always and everyday,” * “Nervous? I am.” “No, I’m pissed off.” “Nah bro,” Arrow released a long and shaky breath from beside me, his eyes growing wide, and he licked his dry lips. “I’m trying not to shit myself right now,” “Eww,” I grimace. “Thanks for the mental image, doofus… And why are you nervous? It’s not your baby,” Arrow nodded as he sat down in the light blue plastic chair, right leg nervously bouncing up and down, and he bit

Said Joxer "Why then are we making use of normal arrows if there is a special one?" I inquired curiously. I had no idea the Winters had such amazing history, would have thought it's just an obsession of Grandpa. But hearing this, I am super amazed. "That's because the arrows can't be messed around with, you either have a wolf to kill or not. There was a time the first arrow used by Andre was aunctioned at millions of dollars." Added Joxer casually. "What?" Both I and Allen blurted out in shock.

My body stills and focus tunes out the chatter around me. I glanced at the bow in my hands, the sleek wood carved with runes promising death to any who stood against us. My fingers found the fletching of an arrow, tracing its cruel barbs. I then draw back the string with purpose and intent, feeling the tension build and my muscles engage.

I needed this and I was going to make the most out of it. Calling Rhea and Veronica to join me in a toast, I poured three shots and passed it to them. “To freedom!” we all cheered and drank. The song ‘Up’ by Cardi B came on and we felt the urge to dance. Nodding to ourselves, Veronica grabbed Connor who gladly came with her while Rhea grabbed a random blonde-haired guy. Since Levi was nowhere to be found, I slipped in between Caleb’s conversation with an unknown girl. “Wanna dance? Cuz….I wanna dance.” I slurred a bit.