Enny Arrow Novels & Stories

It looked like a database system. He clicked on the first image zooming in on the photo to make the picture large on the screen. A white guy with eyes dark and cold like ice, his handsome chiseled face half hiding under the black hoody he was wearing took up half of the screen. Dark Shadow, aged thirty-six, has been with the agency for ten years rank Alpha, the weapon of choice Arrow. Fast, blends in with the shadows his kills never see him coming, has over hundreds of targets to his name.

SAELYNA The first arrow misses the mark. I draw another and fire. It misses as well, and I kick the bow in frustration. Cyran is doing fine. He's the best at what he does. He nocks the arrow deftly, raises it up to eye level and aims. When he lets it go, it travels twice as fast as mine does, and strikes the red dot on the tree. 'The easiest thing in the world', he says when he sees me watching, 'I wonder why this isn't a sport in Quindar'. I stick my tongue out at him and draw another arrow from the stack on the ground. I try to imitate his adroitness, his stance, but it's hopeless. The arrow misses the red dot and the tree entirely. I curse loudly and toss the bow to the ground. 'Easy now,

Her words snap me back to the present. "Ready?" I ask with a stern voice. “No, I'm not! I don't even know--” “Shoot! Now!” Ariana releases the arrow and it falls right in front of her feet. She's weak! “I'm sorry.” “Don't apologize. Make the bullseye!” “What do I get in return...if I make the bullseye.” A scoff escapes my lips. She is more of a business man than her father, always trying to make a bargain.

Two minutes started to run. “Shit…” – Anthony mumbled. He didn’t have the opportunity to ask anymore if the two minutes was only for one target or both. Damn if it was for both. However, to be sure, he has to fit the goal for both in the allotted time. 1:56 seconds. Anthony grabbed an arrow from the quiver attached on his back. He didn’t have time to think. only to act. He positioned the arrow on the bow and aimed. At Norton. The latter closed his eyes.

"Its a beautiful day today" Ryker smiled, looking around as the birds chirped their songs of promise of the days prowess. "Certainly" Audrey responded, taking in the scene as well. The beautiful trees scattered thick in the distance, the beautiful evergreen lawn cut low and precise and the flower bushes that buzzed with life. "I didn't know you took an interest in archery" Audrey mentioned, her eyes landing on his bow that was carefully tucked around his shoulders and his arrows hoisted at his back.

When Avery's and Liam's eyes met, he couldn't help but see the shock and horror in them. "You thought I was dead huh?" He muttered with a smirk on his lips. He was enjoying that moment, hunting her... the feeling of being the predator especially when his prey had nowhere to hide. He raised his right arm and with a little swing of his index finger, the warriors sent the arrows flying. Avery was quick to warn Jenny so she wasn't harmed but she couldn't dodge the arrows because she was distracted so one of them pierced her shoulders.

The fact, however, doesn't seem to ease any of Hunter's anxious thoughts since he's constantly pacing and mumbling to himself, his knees bouncing whenever he's inactively sitting. I shook the thoughts from my head, grabbing an arrow from the sheath on my back and loading the bow with it, aiming at the target a couple meters away from me. A long breath of oxygen entered my lungs before it was released in sync with the arrow. I katniss Everdeen'd the bitch right in the center of the red spot on the circular wooden plank. I smiled as Raver approached me, clapping supportively at my small achievement. "Remind me to never get on your bad side," He said, taking the weapon from my hands to place th

-------------- Past, 10:14 am, Forest Raya Stuart I closed my eyes and breathed in the woody morning as I draw my arrow. My heart skips a beat as I release the arrow, its feather slightly scratching my face. I opened my eyes with a satisfied smile and remarked, "Bullseye." My arrow had hit its mark precisely and 20 times in a row. Jason is relaxing by the trees behind me and snickers, "Okay show off, can we go now?"

The student who just rushed in reporting the result of the archery game which she said that their schoolmate won that game. Their schoolmates started cheering out of happiness. That's three gold now. "Let's go home after the closing ceremony." Leon whispered to him. Owen nodded his head while his eyes is still twinkling because of excitement. "Pfft!" He heard Leon trying to control his laughter. "Why?" He pouted. "You look like a 5-years old Owen with that eyes of yours." Leon teased him. Owen blushed in an instant so he averted his eyes and focuses to the crowd that still cheering.

I am currently looking for rubber trees to produce some elastics that I will try to add to the dresses and clothes I am going to make. I was also studying the process of melting and molding metals to produce a sleeker set of needles and sturdier arrows. The current needles we were using were all made of hard, pointy fish bones drilled carefully on one end using a porcupine spike and a small stone hammer. The arrows were all made from wood, making them ineffective against prey with thicker skin like the huge boar.