Cross Weapon Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry about how he approached you. He must have recognized you and tried to talk to you but couldn’t. He can’t talk. And he’s quite sick.” Oh, right? Is it why his eyes are the only part of his head that isn’t in a mask? He’s wearing a glove as well. In fact, his entire body is covered with wool except the goddamn eyes that keeps staring at me! He makes a sign by placing one index finger on the other index. One is horizontal. The other is vertical. I crease my brows, confused as fuck. “What… why’s he gesturing at me?” Chelsea smiles. “He says his name is Cross.”

For a few seconds, the entire restaurant fell into frozen silence. Patrick's voice trembled. "What...what did you say?" The woman rolled her eyes. "I said the prize money has already been deposited into my bank account. You kept insisting mine was fake, that I'd been scammed. Well, tell me, what kind of scammer would give money to their victims?" As soon as the words left her mouth, Patrick staggered backward. The crowd around them gasped.

She threw her head back and bashed him smack on his left eye and he swore long and dirty jerking her around roughly to face forward away from him. "Calm down !'' he ordered grabbing both her hands in his. Zutara leaned forward and bit into his thigh until she tasted blood. Minre nuked an arrow in his bow and released it with a blast of air for accuracy. Riz screamed when a heavy weight fell across her back, the horse beneath her began to run wildly, she turned to the side and was faced with the open mouthed slack faced stare of her captor who now had an arrow through his ear. She nudged the corpse off the horse with her shoulder and reaching for her water she tried to pull the horse to a s

I tossed the man the coins and walked over to their table with the drink. There was four of them. Rather smartly dressed for hunters. Two older bearded men, and two men not much older than Evelyn. They had crossbows and guns that I assumed held silver bullets. Crosses hung on their neck, never understood how that got started. Crosses didn’t bother vampires, maybe they had used it to stake one once and it continued from there.

I took one, my hands trembling. Since the incident, I hadn't touched a crossbow. Dimitri's words echoed: "You're traumatized." The arrows looked identical to the one that killed Layla. My heart raced. I dropped the crossbow, taking an arrow and dashing to my room. My mind reeled. Please, Goddess, let it be my imagination. Locking my door, I retrieved the arrow from the cupboard. Side by side, the arrows lay. The carvings matched. An "R" shape, symbolizing Redwood Pack.

and dove to the ground. A hunter entered the area with a lethal crossbow in his hands and a hood covering his face. The weapon was engraved with Damon's emblem, a jagged claw. With a snarl, Aiden sprang forward, his wolf emerging. Aiden was quicker than the hunter, pushing the weapon aside and slamming the assailant to the ground as he fired another bolt.

From the northern slope, the radical wolf elders raised a row of heavy, silver-injected mechanical crossbows provided by the remnants of Lord Gorgon's black-market shipments. A wall of silver and ice was primed to rain down on the execution square. Astrid didn't reach for a weapon. Carmilla didn't look for her blade. In the final second before the volley was unleashed, they turned back to face one another. Astrid wrapped her powerful arms completely around Carmilla’s frame, pulling her into a final, suffocating hug to shield her with her broad back, while Carmilla buried her face deep into Astrid’s chest, her fingers locking within the Alpha's grip as the shadow of the earth completely swall

Alaric wrapped his arms around Seraphina from behind and kissed her cheek. “Didn’t you say you wanted a little thrill? Do you think doing it here counts as thrilling?” Seraphina flushed and hung up immediately. For a moment, my mind went blank. They had no shame left. The phone rang again. I answered mechanically. “Mr. Blackwood, the welcome display for the wedding is ready. Would you like to see it?” I forced a smile. “Change the bride’s picture. I’ll send a new one.” After hanging up, I ignored the nurse and left the hospital.

It was meant as a way to draw her into the conversation, but she seemed so distracted, she didn’t even realize he was talking to her for a few seconds. “Uh... some weird bracelets. We’re not sure what they do yet, but I have them.” She patted her leather jacket pocket. “And a crossbow that shoots molten silver nitrate.” A few of the guys gawked at the idea of such a weapon, uttering, “Cool,” and “Wow,” etc. Cadence looked back at Aaron, obviously wanting out of the conversation. “Thanks. I have the crossbow. I probably won’t use it unless I have to, though. It seems pretty dangerous.”

Deniz yells from behind and I immediately turn around. I see her in a beautiful red dress that I've never seen on her before. And then I realize Hudson behind her. She walks towards me and grabs my hand. Deniz pulls me towards Hudson and at least she gives my hand in his. I'm still confused. He smiles and kneels in front of me. Deniz gets a small red box out and gives it to Hudson. He opens it and a diamond ring I looked at some hours ago in the Swarovski shop is in it. Oh my God.