Arsenal Dc Arrow Novels & Stories

He ran as fast as he could until he reached the west wing of the forest and saw the hunters. He roared; anger was visible in every howl he made, which made the hunter stopped from what they were doing to someone. "The alpha king is here!" The other hunter says, shouting. Drake shifted back as he felt his body weaken due to the tingling sound of the silver weapon by the hunters. He darted his eyes at the woman wearing a white night dress. His forehead knitted as he saw Emily bathed with her blood. She had bruises and was weak. 'D-Drake. . .'

But we can’t afford to relax; even as some vampires are reduced to ashes, more take their place. Suddenly, Ashton lets out a roar that sounds different from his previous ones. It’s not just filled with fury; there’s something else in it—pain. My heart clenches in fear as I see him shake his head violently, trying to dislodge something that has sunk into his skin near his eyes. A poison-dipped arrow! My blood runs cold at the realization. Who the hell is the vampire archer? And since when do they use weapons meant for humans?! I look around the field, my heart stopping when I see Harri, the masked pureblood, holding a bow and aiming an arrow straight at me. His fingers leave the string and my

I enter this room with Arthur, his eyes telling me it is gonna be fine but I really hate the needles. “I’m sorry, but I really afraid to do everything with needles in it, can you please accompanying me while the doctor takes my blood?” I asked Arthur and hoping he wouldn’t reject it. “Sure, you can hold my hand if it’s too hard for you to face alone. I don’t mind” he replied without any doubt. “But please, consider Vincent’s feeling, he seems to want to help but you implicitly always reject it” he whispers. I was surprised for a moment before saying that I will not explicitly show it again.

He swiftly leaps over the cabin and pushed her behind him taking the shot . The arrow sunk deeply into his right side of his upper chest , and came out through his back . Asa was in shock as blood splatter a little on her face . She never knew his uncle meant that word , she had practically let out a gasp drawing Lugard's attention her eyes bulging out . Lugard had not an expression on his face as he looked at his nephew and left without uttering a word . The arrow was made of pure silver steel at the tip and a brown hard wood at the lower part . Ryan held the arrow and pulled it out in one succession , blood splatter and some piece of flesh were stuck to the silver steel tip .

His gazes were so focused on his reference that he didn't even bother to at least glance at her. Archer sat there while drawing on his sketch pad. He's way so good at hiding his emotions, all he gives off was a senseless presence. But the vibe he has been trying to show is simply direness, and that made Selah feel bothered. Despite the gloomy aura that the man has, Selah stood there trying to read every movement that Archer has been doing. His hands were gently holding the pencil as he tried to perfectly sketch the details of his reference. His fingers were so flawless that they could produce balanced shades of tinted hues onto the paper he was working on. Her eyes landed on his face, and sh

It looked like a database system. He clicked on the first image zooming in on the photo to make the picture large on the screen. A white guy with eyes dark and cold like ice, his handsome chiseled face half hiding under the black hoody he was wearing took up half of the screen. Dark Shadow, aged thirty-six, has been with the agency for ten years rank Alpha, the weapon of choice Arrow. Fast, blends in with the shadows his kills never see him coming, has over hundreds of targets to his name.

Placing the aura arrow onto the string of my bow, I prepared to take aim. Amongst the assassins, one individual emitted the strongest aura, engrossed in devouring a massive leg of meat, utterly oblivious to the imminent danger. Setting my sights on this target, I focused my aim directly at the assassin's head, aligning the arrow for a precise shot. Drawing the bowstring, a surge of luminous blue aura coursed along the string, synchronizing with the arrow itself. The combined energies hummed in unison, ready to be unleashed toward its intended mark.

Archie stretched his hand, a glimmering blue hunting bow manifested out of thin air, "Now I can kill you by myself." The armored man kept sprinting towards them like a mad bull. Alia pulled out her sword. Evidently, it was going to be a two vs. one. When Archie lifted his finger, an arrow zoomed towards him like a drill. ~SWIIISSSHHHH~ Archie aimed the arrow with deadly precision. It cut straight through the air. The strike was filled with so much killing intent it even made Alia shudder. The intensity of the launched strike made the armored-man flinch as well. However, he didn't stop running. In fact, the armored man arched his arm back this time and struck the tip of the arrow with all of

Lars' eyebrows creased in sympathy of the sight and he even felt Dar Lugal's presence weakened like a thinning smoke. "Can't we get it out of you? Use enerlock to absorb it? Have Edwin heals it?" 'They tried everything. No use.' Lars had heard that the arrow was of different caliber with the bullet that struck down Sophia. It was concentrated with more silverstream within its slitherite arrow point, perhaps intentionally served to kill powerful beings such as Dar Lugal, Lars thought. Lars sat down by the edge of the blood pit. "Tir told me everything. I think Arjan could've make a clean shot and kill you instantly. Why didn't he do it?"

Drake murmurs in our ear. ‘More venom,’ Kella says in my mind and Drake jerks. “Was that…? How…?” ‘You are connected to us now. You can hear us in your mind and we can hear you,’ I tell him in our new mink link as Kella begins to purr happily.