Enny Arrow Novels & Stories

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.

he says. “How do you like being a CEO?” I ask him, and we spend the rest of the evening in easy conversation, having dinner with the pack, introducing the vampires to the werewolves so they have their scent and Marlene asking all sorts of questions about the wolves. “I’ve heard about your lights,” Maeve says to Ennata. “It was Queen Leana’s idea. The sprites didn’t know if I was a good witch or not. She suggested the lights and that was all it took,” Ennata says.

The journey is long enough, and it gives Aranjo time to think about the Emperor, the Archer God. "Are you witnessing all this? Do you enjoy it and want to fuck me? One thing is for sure, we will do it when I return to the celestial realm and I will make you prostrate asking to be satisfied!" mumbled Aranjo, addressed to the Emperor of the celestial realm. The Archer God who was always watching Aranjo through the portal mirror, felt something tickling. The taste that had been so long gone had never even approached him, even God Archer was sure that the taste was already destroyed.

The arrow was poisoned—I could feel it spreading through my veins like ice. "OWAINE!" Annitore burst from the cottage, fire already erupting from her hands. She burned three hunters before they could even draw their weapons. And they all ran away. But the leader was smart. He'd stayed back, another arrow already nocked. "One more step," he said, aiming at me, "and I put this through his heart." Annitore stopped. "The poison on that first arrow is killing him," the leader continued. "Slowly. He has maybe five minutes left."

My mother was bleeding… I remembered the broken shelves and the words she just told me recently. Before I knew it, I started fighting Cassandra in the air. “Enough!” Damon yelled and struck her on the arm. Cassandra dropped to the floor, coughing. Damon rushed to Scarlett first and looked straight at her wound. “It’s not silver. She will heal.” Then he turned to me. He tapped my shoulders gently, bringing me back from that edge. “Annie, breathe. I’ve got you.” The anger left my body for a while. I hurried to my mother to hold her and make sure she was safe and doing well. Then, she smiled slightly at me. “I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this.

The first light of dawn bled through the shattered window pane, casting cold, fractured shadows across the mahogany desk. Beside the pool of gray light, the arrow sat like a corpse on display. I stood over it, the heavy silk of my nightgown offering little protection against the morning chill as Ethan ran a calloused thumb along the shaft. "The fletching is made from the feathers of a northern tundra hawk," Ethan muttered, his jaw tightening as he looked up at me. "This wasn't shot by a random rogue, Aria. This arrow belongs to the personal armory of the Northern Border Guard."

“Team Archer wins! Guns down!” I ease up on my gun as I see Archer beginning to cross back to me. Then, I hear a ping to my right. I’m in the worst position, gun at my side and completely open to the air. I see the ball hurtling through the air at me. It’s not colored like the other balls. It’s a deep, dark grey. I’m watching in slow motion as the ball hurtles through the air, directly at my elbow. I wait to feel the shattering pain throughout my arm but it never comes.

“Air power. Check!” Up on a ridge, Archer watched the chaos unfold. “They’ve got this,” he muttered to himself, not wanting to miss the fun. He raised his hand, and a glowing bow of pure energy appeared in his grasp, a shimmering arrow already notched. “Time to join the party.” He released the arrow, and it shot through the air, piercing an ogre’s chest with an explosion of light. The beast roared in pain and crumpled to the ground. “Bullseye!”

lucky him! Archer, being the son of the present Beta male held the position of the future Beta of their pack, had short, spiky sandy brown hair, green hazel eyes, a built body, dressed in a white shirt that hugged his body, showing off his belly abs, black jean jacket with a pair of black boots. Archer was also mated but to a male and the two loved each other dearly, not Minding the fact that they were the same sex. Karenina, the mother of their little group had short red hair that fell to her shoulders, greyish orbs, wearing a red top, black jeans, and red shoes, Karenina had also found her mate while their other friends, Jenny and Chris died a year ago from longing.

She was supposed to be my best friend after mom, right? "Aunt-" I ventured to say but I was cut off as she came after me with lightning speed and I jumped to hide behind a tree. She was armed with arrows and was kind of looked like the archers in all these ancient kingdoms. At least that's the impression the movies create but that wasn't the point. What mattered was that she had just pulled out an arrow and aimed it at me when I attempted to leave my hiding place. I ducked just in time otherwise that arrow would have hit my head. "Why are you doing this?" I asked her.