Fantasy Sniper Rifle Novels & Stories

With a heavy, mechanical clunk, the back of the oven rotated, revealing a vertical rack of blackened steel. ​Assault rifles. Flash-bangs. Ceramic plating. And my favorite—the long-range suppressed "Widow-Maker" sniper rifle that had been my signature during the Paris Purge. ​I stripped the silk robe, standing naked for a fraction of a second in the red light before pulling on a charcoal-gray tactical bodysuit. I cinched the belt, checked the mags, and felt the familiar weight of the "Huntress" settling over my shoulders like a shroud. The baker was dead. Long live the Queen.

I looked at all the rifles, pistols and shotguns while they talked. Finally, grandpa said, "I need to get my granddaughter her own rifle. I'm thinking a .243 Remington model 700 camo with bolt action rifle with a Leupold scope should work for her. She fired my .243 at the ranch and she did well with it."

He laid it on the bed and clicked the latches open. Ian expected winter gear. Extra gloves. Maybe a fancy camera for the lights. What lay inside, nestled in custom-cut grey foam, was not a scarf or a hat. It was a rifle….a sniper rifle, disassembled but unmistakable. The metal was cold, polished, deadly. The scope looked like a black, unblinking eye. Ian stared. His mouth went dry. The cozy room suddenly felt like it was closing in. “Zhedya…” His voice was a thin, shocked whisper. He looked from the weapon to Zhedya’s face. Zhedya was calmly, methodically checking the scope, his movements practiced and sure.

With this unexpected maneuver, he advanced on his opponent’s position with great speed. Kalen decided instantly. After doing a few quick calculations, he threw his 2 pistols up while quickly bringing his Lawgiver 2-form gun. “Sniper with high explosive rounds,” he whispered, as the gun transformed into a dangerous-looking sniper rifle. Boom!! Boom!! Boom!! He fired 3 times at the commander, as he launched himself backwards from the recoil force of the bullet.

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."

Emerald eyes flared as Azrin’s teeth descended, a bead of saliva forming at the corner of his lips. The omega’s nose twitched with excitement, and Lexus felt the primal urge to bare his fangs in triumph. But of course, Azrin had never been easy to please. With a frustrated hiss, something Rin would never do in his right mind, the brunet curled into a defensive ball, his body tense and trembling.

She impatiently rips open the box to reveal a range of guns already fully loaded, with additional bullets. “Nice!” She takes a liking to the sniper gun as she grips onto it and places it up to her eyes. “What are you going to do with that?” “I would say the roof, but I’ll have to settle for the window here…I need you to barricade yourself

He bows slightly and makes his way backwards out of the door. “Down to business. The shooter, you said forensics had something for us?” “Correct, it would appear the gun used was a VSS Vintorez, an integrally suppressed sniper rifle.” “Ah, hence not hearing it when it went off.” Tony nods to affirm. “And tell me, this is a Russian weapon used by their special forces? Are you telling me it is someone from the Russian side? The slimy cunts.” Tony shrugs. “To be honest, Nico. I have no idea. Anyone who is in the know can get their hands on one, not easy but possible. It could be literally anyone. We’re always under attack.”

I like having a grand entrance. "What's new?" I said reluctantly and leaned back in the chair. "The guns," he reminded me of something I almost forgot, I am the death dealers' leader of this faction. I hate it when my guns leave my body. It's my other half. I'm sorry babies. I pursed my lips as I took my two Beretta 93R. Contains silver bullets with ultraviolet ammunition which can be used for both vampires and lycans. This is my favorite weapon for being fair.

As a spectator, Yesenia couldn't even grasp how Catherine was operating, yet Catherine had defeated the other party. Catherine's skill was simply outstanding. Yesenia was left feeling dazzled and couldn't help but scream in excitement. Finally, Catherine ended a match with lightning speed and removed her headphones. "Super Catherine, I feel like your marksmanship has improved again. That performance of AWM just now was impressive. You're my idol." Most elite gamers would choose a rifle paired with a sniper rifle for versatility in long-range and close-quarters combat. However, Catherine was different. She carried a shotgun and a single-shot sniper rifle.