Any Arrow Novels & Stories

The student who just rushed in reporting the result of the archery game which she said that their schoolmate won that game. Their schoolmates started cheering out of happiness. That's three gold now. "Let's go home after the closing ceremony." Leon whispered to him. Owen nodded his head while his eyes is still twinkling because of excitement. "Pfft!" He heard Leon trying to control his laughter. "Why?" He pouted. "You look like a 5-years old Owen with that eyes of yours." Leon teased him. Owen blushed in an instant so he averted his eyes and focuses to the crowd that still cheering.

"I have 500 blunt arrows with me! If you can dodge more than 40... I'll treat you with anything you want inside café ginger. If you lose, then you can't quit this training for at least a week!" "I'm fine with that…" Ryan spoke with confidence as jogged towards the targets, "I can't fight, but I am quick as a cheetah! You better not forget the bet!" A few minutes later, Creed stood up. He had turned all 500 arrows into blunt ones. The moment he touched the blunt heads of the arrow, a malicious grin appeared on his face. These training arrows were really costly and efficient. The gluon fluid inside the arrows would automatically replicate the weight of the ejected pointy heads to keep the arro

Everyone would know that Melvin was not worthy of Hope, just as the one who was once Kaiden's Mate was not worthy either. I released the Divine Arrow and saw it go towards that center of corruption, the air, the wind, the darkness, the light, and the night was mixed, but the arrow continues its path and the whole place shakes, like an earthquake that comes out of nowhere at the exact moment when the impact of the Arrow reaches its goal.

Kane’s POV The moment Ava left, I felt it. The bond stretched thin, a faint ache sitting heavy in my chest, the kind that never let me forget she wasn’t here anymore. I forced myself to shove it aside. If I thought about it too long, I’d go mad. On the table in front of me lay three arrows. They were ordinary at first glance, but the black stains that coated the silver tips told a different story. Wolfsbane, burned into the grooves of the metal. Enough to paralyze an Alpha in seconds if it hit deep enough.

He cursed inwardly. “Final shot,” the teacher said, his voice echoing across the field. “Take aim!” Both boys released their arrows at same time. Cavil’s arrow flew straight, but something was wrong. At the last second, it wobbled unnaturally, veering slightly off course before embedding itself just outside the bullseye. A collective gasp went up from the crowd. Ansel’s arrow, meanwhile, struck true, landing cleanly in the bullseye. A triumphant smirk spread across Kaila’s face as the crowd broke into polite applause for Ansel.

How was it possible that both of them decided against showing up. Whilst he was thinking about that, he felt a strange aura homing in on him. Though it was faint, Warren knew he couldn't disregard it, precisely since he was in such a precarious situation. The aura that was coming towards him turned out to be a Reiteki-infused arrow, traveling at an immense speed. Warren could see the trajectory of the arrow, simply from the number of people who fell to the ground. As the arrow was flying towards Warren, it went through a lot of people in the audience and killed them almost instantaneously. Everyone who saw it, was horrified by the sight.

The duo looked up at the menacing arrows that were about to set off quite the explosion and they immediately parted in an attempt to throw them off but it was too late for Genad as Feral had made sure to activate the item’s second option before their release. ‘Accursing’. BOOM!! A cursed function of the arrow marked a person so that no matter how much they ran or shifted they would always have the arrows right behind their backs. The energy of its simultaneous collision was triggered, setting off an enormous explosion like no other. There was no fire, no sparks, or flashy scenery only the huge quiver of the forest due to the enormous force exerted by the wind which tore through the surroundi

“Taking an opportunity like this when you see one. One of your arrows— pardon me, one of the arrows you made, flew from the sky straight into the heart of an unsuspecting male and you know or at least have an idea who could have purchased it. You could help bring justice for that one individual but you’re choosing not to because of your twisted sense of morals. The so-called war of good against evil is warped because of people like you who aren't even sure which side they are on. My breath left me in hard puffs when I was done but all that my tirade earned me from Orion was radio silence. Fed up, I pushed away from the table and turned to leave. "This was a waste of time.” “It was a Shadow.”

I stretched my arms and lie down on the makeshift bed, pulling my satchel from under the pillow and taking out the slim box. It never fails to amaze me every time I see the arrow float from the box and just zoom around, glinting as it reflected the late afternoon sun that shines light from the barred window of the back room. I snatched the arrow and inspected it closely – the engraving on it are bizarre, not like the ones I usually see at the temples of Eros, but more ancient, as though it was the language Zeus has thought his children. I stowed the arrow back on the box and pushed it inside the depths of my satchel with the rest of the shivering letters, refusing to remind myself of Caelum

The competition was fierce, and the stakes were high—the losers had to do a dramatic reading of the most passive-aggressive email they’d received that week. ​"Hannah! You’re up!" Sarah pulled me toward the table. "You and me vs. the IT guys. Don't let the Velez reputation down!" ​The game was a blur of neon lights and splashing beer. For the first time in months, I wasn't thinking about landslides, search teams, or the heavy secret Ashton was carrying back to the island. I was just focused on the arc of a ping-pong ball. ​We were winning. Every time I landed a shot, the room erupted. The music shifted to a heavy, rhythmic beat, and the energy in the room spiked.