Daryl Dixon Crossbow Novels & Stories

When in use, he pushed the quiver until it ran parallel with his arm, and his hand would go through the space between the quiver and bow handle to hold it and aim. Tony was incredibly impressed with the sophistication Dillon showed in the craftsmanship of his bow. While it was true that he wasn't a kid anymore and didn't make any new bows or weapons, for old time's sake he maintained and upgraded his best bow as needed. It was an important memento to him at that point, and his best friend Dominic had been the one to find the yew branch he used for the handle. Even so many years later, it felt nice to hold the handle in his hand. It pleased him to feel the even balance of it when he folded th

David Seven days passed in the blink of an eye, and my relationship with Sarah had never been so strong. She did exactly as Simon ordered, and I tagged along on the new DeLuca strongman's latest weapons purchase. I don't know if my father was forming an army or renegotiating weapons in some third-world country, but Sarah bought him the new XM250 coupled with an advanced optical system, the XM157. I don't know what level of crime this was. I hadn't even seen these weapons up close before.

Reyes looked up, still with a grin that pissed Triston off like he was not afraid of dying, like he was sure Triston didn't have it in him to take his life or any life. "Do it," Reyes dared. Then it happened. Swiss. A sharp, sudden sound cut through the air — almost too soft against the battle’s roar and pain exploded in Triston’s shoulder. He cried out, staggering backward as the arrow embedded deep into the joint, piercing through the muscle and locking his arm mid-swing. His sword slipped from his hand, clattering to the stone. His breath caught, wild and ragged, eyes wide with pain and betrayal. From the rooftops beyond the square, a dark figure lowered a longbow. Dathan. Reyes’ Delta. H

A crossbow, aimed directly at Alejandro's heart from the cover of the hedges, the archer's finger already tightening against the trigger. I didn't have time to shout a warning.

“Brother Xelo, did I not warn you that I would not forgive you if you give me a trash item?” Brother Xelo held his abdomen in pain and said, “Sister Juliet, this is a misunderstanding. Look carefully, this is not a normal crossbow.” Taking the crossbow out of the box, he continued, “Sister Juliet, this is the world’s most overpowered crossbow—the invisible XLT crossbow. It was made by a famous American crossbow company called the Family Spiritual Lords Company. It’s definitely a good crossbow.” Juliet got excited after she heard Brother Xelo’s explanation. She then took the crossbow from his hands.

If the entire battlefield remained frozen like this, no one could finish the contract. And Darian Voss never left a job unfinished. Slowly, he reached into his coat. And pulled out a small metal device. A thin crossbow. Compact. Silent. Loaded with a silver-tipped bolt. Unlike wolves… Humans were not affected by the Blood Alpha’s dominance. Darian raised the weapon calmly. And aimed directly at Aira’s glowing stomach. “Let’s end the prophecy before it grows up,” he said quietly. Back in the courtyard, Mira saw the movement first.

"Now, we have to get out of here in a hurry, his ants must come out of some hiding place!" And the horses seemed to drift away in astonishment, when a horde rose behind them, howling and roaring, Dixon was right that he could block the way to kill the passers-by, now they had to face off in a stormy battle. Dixon was shooting with a bow and a horse with a rider, they were all rolling in a deadly collapse, barbarians were throwing spears, they did not have the same fighting spirit as pursuers, who fought over power yet one more skilful hit one of Dixon's brave soldiers, they were a young monk who had sacrificed his life for Dixon's, standing like a human shield between the barbarian sults and

The weight of his impending choice had been like a physical thing, he just hadn’t noticed until it was gone. “Now if you think your little pet Daiyan is going to save you, you have another thing coming.” Gasps were audible around the room as eyes riveted on Kari. “They die just as easily as anyone else but just to make sure, I prepared a little something earlier.” Two more men carrying the heavy crossbows moved forward, spreading out beside the first one. “I’d like to see how you fare against armor piercing rounds. If you’re lucky, you two might just get skewered together with one arrow. Isn’t that romantic?” He threw his head back and laughed as though it was the funniest thing he had ever

Gorius and the other women around me are puzzled for my request. "I'm the only one here who isn't a werewolf. I'm human—" and part Phoenix, for my advantage, "I can defeat them." I raise a claim. Gorius turns to one of his attendants and they seem to have a grip on my crossbow. They fetch my equipment in no time. The bike inside the garage holds a few very hundred of the needle like crossbow shoots. Highly effective. But they're silver alloy and will put a dent on one's wallet. The crossbow and the needles are dropped to the ground for me as the metal clinking sounds satisfy my ears.