Enny Arrow Novels & Stories

She will belong to me. He forced himself to focus on the present, to anticipate threats rather than succumb to fear. Elena moved beside him, bow in hand, eyes sharp, scanning the dense fog with deadly intent. Her fingers hovered near her arrows, ready to release a shot with lethal accuracy. Marcus patrolled the rear, muscles taut, knives in hand, prepared for any ambush. The mysterious ally moved silently, their presence almost imperceptible yet unnervingly precise, always covering their blind spots.

I received mine and checked my badge. “Number 77, huh?” I smiled. “Seven is a lucky number, right?” 'i don't think numbers are lucky, though,’ Ava stretched. 'Good luck with your hunt, Teddy. I know you can do it.’ I smiled, feeling genuinely relieved at her support. I got dressed and signed my name on the tag. I was given a bow and quiver full of arrows, along with three silver knives. The van was packed outside and we were expected to turn them to the trainer who was going to join our vehicle.

They both choose the Arrow. I fiddled with my ring and watched Ariel pick up the bow and arrow. She stood comfortably two feet apart and looked directly at the bullseye. I was amazed she could even handle a bow but my amazement turned into a frown when I saw that Igni had fired two arrows already. They hit 8.5 of the bullseye.

one of the Wolf Reign members sneered, yet the Green Bits pressed on while ignoring their heckling remarks. “Go back to the woods, you bunch of savages,” Lucas taunted. An arrow buried between his legs. In a blink of an eye, Anne readied her second arrow. “Sorry, I slipped,” she said coolly with an English accent. The word, savages, must’ve struck her nerves.

"Yeah. Going mad over a man they haven't seen just yet. I don't want them to know I talked with Archer or they'd hound me to death." "Archer?" "I thought you weren't interested?" Anna moved her eyebrows up and down with a teasing smile on her lips. Selah rolled her eyes. She's not that interested. But the mention of the man's unique name somehow piqued her curiosity. "Well, yes. Archer Evans. The man who can definitely pierce you with his eyes. A literal archer. And he lives with Mrs. Terry's bungalow." Exaggeration, perhaps. That's how Selah saw it. "Morning classes are about to start. Let's walk faster."

He puts on blue navy eyeliner, which makes his beautiful eyes look even prettier, and he puts on orange-flavored lip gloss, putting it in his pocket. Looking at himself in the mirror, he makes a crooked smile and leaves for the party. The pack was almost all there for the party. Many didn't even remember Angel, but they knew he was the son of the beta and the next beta in line. When Angel appeared at the packhouse door, everyone gasped. Although the outfit was most likely something that would be worn in European cities, what caught their eyes was the design of the sweater and the eyeliner on Angel's eyes.

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

Something that makes my stomach turn. “It’ll be fine.” Ethan’s eyelids are drooping. “I’ve been shot with silver before. My body will push it out, eventually. It’s just...” He takes a deep, wheezing breath. “Just a wee bit painful in the meantime.” “Ethan.” I try to sound gentle, but my heart is pounding. “The bullet had wolfsbane on it. You’re not going to heal on your own. I need to go and get—”

Carminati made the call to let Jordan know Aaron was waiting. A few minutes later, the office door opened, and Janette greeted him with a smile. “Aaron!” she said, as if she hadn’t seen him in years. He honestly had no idea how old she was, but she appeared to be in her mid-fifties. Still fit and capable of decapitating a Vampire by any means necessary, though she’d always been known for her axe-wielding ability, the Hunter Leader was one of the most kind, considerate people he’d ever worked with.

Terror flickered in Nicholas's widened eyes, a stark reflection of the imminent threat of death that loomed over him. But before Arena could carry out her lethal intent and end that bastard’s life, the door was violently flung open, and an arrow pierced Arena’s body with precision. She crashed to the ground, her cries of pain echoing through the arena. The arrow, coated with wolfbane, sapped our powers, rendering us utterly defenseless. Helplessly, Arena’s helpless eyes watched as I saw through her eyes, witnessing our attacker approach.