Broken Arrows Book Novels & Stories

The presence of something dark and familiar, pressing against the edges of my consciousness like a hand reaching through fog. Do not tell me Azrian was here. Not now. Not when Adrian was not in his normal form to fight him. Not when Garrick was aiming poison arrows at his Alpha's chest. Before I could say anything else, Garrick released the two arrows. They flew through the air so fast that I barely saw them, one after the other, swift and precise and deadly. They landed directly on Adrian's left chest, exactly where I had shot him before, exactly where the scars still marked his skin.

The first arrow missed Lyra by less than an inch. It buried itself in the bookshelf behind her with a violent thunk, sending splinters and loose pages flying into the dark. For one stunned heartbeat, all she could hear was her own breathing. Then the library exploded into motion. Cassian shoved the overturned table higher, turning it into a shield as more arrows punched through the shattered windows. Glass rained across the carpet in glittering red shards, painted crimson by the blood moon climbing outside.

72. She did not have time to look through the book but her mind insisted that there were deep secrets hidden inside it. Unless she found out what information that book contained exactly and how it related to her brother, her mind would not be at peace. Instead of lifting his gaze to her, Arrow continued eating, acting like he did not hear her. Now she knew he was pretending. But ignoring her won't change the subject. "Hey, I said something. What's that book and why does it have that symbol on its cover?"

Level 4 civilization, Boundless Galaxy, Planet Brechen. Three luxury carriages were traveling speedily. Dozens of guards surrounded the carriages to ensure the safety of those inside. The convoy was about to enter a precarious portion of the road. When suddenly… Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… Many arrows came shooting at the convoy from all directions. There was an alarming number of arrows. They darkened the skies. Whoever shot the arrows was determined to put a few big holes into their target.

Her vision narrowed down the sightline of this arrow made of pure energy to the Dark Witch at the end. "This ends here, Witch!" Amira yelled out as her fingers released the arrow. The string snapped into place, striking her wrist with a sharp pain. The arrow zipped through the clearing, disintegrating any undead creature within its path as it spearheaded straight for the Dark Witch. Her eyes widened as she held up the book as a defensive reflex, but the arrow drilled its way through it and pierced her chest. The dark book cracked from the green energy, splitting it into smaller pieces until it withered into ash. As the woman grasped her chest as the energy coursed through her veins, cleansin

I got up from my seat and searched through the multiple shelfes looking for the red covered book which has a case similar to the present one at my hand. Shelf.....5.....no....7 Finally I found it. As I pulled the red covered book out but by mistake another book slipped from it's place and landed on the italian tiles with a thud. I bended down to pick it up but the picture on the opened page made me stop all of a sudden That sighn.... How could it be here?? I picked it up to see that the same sign I saw 10 years back was there clear and distinct. A thunder mark bordered by lightning blue colour.

My heart was racing in my chest and if it wasn't for the fact that I desperately needed to find that book, I would have turned around and left. But I couldn't. Standing a meter away from the gate, I extended my hands to push it when my peripheral vision spotted what looked like arrows flying my way as the sound of metal rattling echoed throughout the silent night Instinctively I dodged as my head snapped back, the arrows had passed right next to me. "Fuck!" I cursed as another bout of arrows flew by my side. I stepped back, calculating the distance and speed of the arrows, then dodged once again, my movements precise.

I ordered without hesitation. We moved faster toward the gates. Then another wave of arrows fell from the sky. These ones were larger, and wrapped around them was wolfsbane. Chaos broke out before we could fully react. Our formation scattered as everyone tried to avoid the wolfsbane. The arrows struck the ground, and right before my eyes, the army split apart. One half was pushed toward the east side of the confluence. I stood with the other half on the west. A sharp burning pain shot through my arm. I looked down and saw an arrow lodged through it. The wolfsbane was already spreading, eating into my flesh.

“This is what the assassin used?” I gave a curt nod while Beta Cam, who had been looking to find anything about the arrow rose to his feet, his palms closing over the book as he crossed over to us in a stride. “From the markings, it isn’t a common training arrow produced or used in Callid land…” He caught the arrow that Dad threw at him. “These glyphs carved on it are rare and it is hard to find where it came from” He stretched it back to Dad who collected it. “My verdict is they made it symbolic for distraction. They did it to shift the focus from their pack”

' I smile at them but when I looked at them the colour had been drained from their faces. **Sharp are the arrows of a broken heart - Cassandra Clare