Badass Archer Novelas e Histórias

Archer reversed the threat and cornered Beatrice on the wall with a dagger ready to slit her throat. "Shout and I shall send you to hell. I don't hold back when I'm about to kill but lucky for you, I don't have any speck of desire to slit your throat. You see, the blade of my sword isn't designed for little bitches like you. This is me at my merciful state so, speak and don't let me ran out of patience. Perhaps you should try to find your patience before I lose mine." Archer mastered the art of inflicting fear on anyone and this is just a simple threat from the dragon slayer but the princess is trembling in despair, making her look pitiful.

William taunted her. “Your grace, I did not come here with the intention of conversing with you,” She spoke. William laughed. “How is your hand? Your stubbornness leads you nowhere. If you should know I am a skilled archer. Been with arrows and bows since I was seven. You stand no chance of defeating me and you know the forfeit if I win. You will become mine, Miss Adams and I am sure you do not want that,” He said and he picked his bow. Steve came towards them.

I can't help but feel the pride not only in her but my young pack members, I look at the boys, "seems I have not only trained and skilled warriors, but an elite young trained archers at the ready." I watch as the boys eyes widen at me and they all bow their heads, "always at your service Alpha," they say in unison. Charlie walks out to the targets and pulls an arrow out, she holds it in the air and shouts, "ready," the boys load their arrows in their bows, my heart races, "aim," she shouts and a growl leaves my throat as she shouts, "fire." My body freezes in it's spot as I hear the swoosh and Charlie stands there without flinching as arrows fly, digging into the arrow she hold above her he

But she was an anomaly. She had been raised battling beasts of all sizes and strengths, and her master had mostly thrown her into situations where she had to face Magical Beasts with speed equal to or superior to her own! Over her the years, her body had grown so strong and efficient that she could fire powerful arrows from any position. Whether she was upside down or falling over a cliff, she was able to fire her arrows with 98% accuracy and with 70% of her full power. But she was unsatisfied with this result. Although the average archer would be absolutely enthused with such statistics, she was no average archer, and sought to get better. So she trained and trained and developed a techniqu

It took some getting used to, but Malachai’s men proved capable of creating a violently hostile formation that even scared Alex for a moment. Matheus informed the archers along the walls of Delmar’s new orders. They retrieved as many stores of arrows as they could and stocked them all over the wall. Many of the archers spent time in their training areas and even just outside the Citadel practicing their skills. Alex found Rowan on the archery fields practicing herself. When the Domineers had attacked their outpost the other night, she watched as her beautifully crafted bow was taken from her and snapped in half. Now she had claimed a bow from the tower’s armory as her replacement. The loss o

His hands never trembled. "The king is fast," he said to the archers who had gathered to learn from him. Their bows were smaller, their arrows lighter, but their eyes were the same—full of fear, full of hope. "Faster than anything you have faced. Faster than the watchers. Faster than the shadow. But he is not faster than an arrow. He is not faster than a silver tip. He bleeds. He can be killed." He fired. The arrow struck the center of the target, the silver tip burying deep in the wood. The archers murmured, impressed.

As I realised who that other male was, Archer slapped the thought from my mind! "She's OUR mate!" Archer roared, trying to fight me for control, but I was in my element, fueled by adrenaline and passion, forcing him back into the blackness of my mind. I groaned into the heated room. With each jerk of my hips, I could feel the dildo ramming into her a little more, claiming her ass and pussy with every harsh thrust. Her sweet moans of euphoria bounced around the room, mixing with my frenzied passionate cries.

If I want to survive the outside world where everything is out to kill me, I need some offensive power, so I forced one of the hunters to give me a bow and started practicing archery every day. “Wanna see a new trick.” I shot an arrow into the sky and after a few seconds, it descends with an incredible force to hit a perfect bullseye into the piece of wood I have been using as a target. “As expected of an Apprentice, you have surpassed us in a few months.” “I wish. That was a magic projectile more than an arrow.”

With a burst of controlled energy, I launched forward, my glove cutting through the air as it homed in on its target. David’s eyes widened in surprise, his smirk faltering as the reality of his own mistake hit him like a punch. My glove connected with his side, the impact sending a satisfying jolt through my arm. His breath caught, the wind knocked out of him, and for a fleeting moment, his veneer of arrogance shattered.

Rudra replied while pointing at an extremely nervous Maya. The scribe sighed. "A girl? We don’t get many girl archers here, is she good?" "The best in the continent," Rudra grinned. Maya's opponent was a tall strapping man, who gave a weird look when asked to compete against her. The arrow cut through the air and sank into the target close to the gold center of the target. When it was Maya's turn, she glanced at Aryan who gave her an encouraging nod. She aimed carefully and her arrow hit the center of the gold, surprising both her opponent and the crowd.