Fantasy Sniper Rifle Novels & Stories

Serena calls back, “Got it, be there when I’m done here.” Charlie nods and Ash and Kai drop their cleaning stuff and follow her to the lift. They follow her to Dim’s office. She takes them to the gun section; Dim is there cleaning a rifle of some sort. It looks to be an expensive one with engraved sections with dragons breathing fire down the barrel. He puts it down on the cloth laid out to keep the parts from rolling off the table. “Guys. Boss.” He notices Kai’s gaze, “This is her rifle. I was cleaning it for her, I can put it away if you’d rather.” Kai shakes his head, letting his fingers drift over the engravings.

He came outside with two bags and I took the smaller one. I left and drove to East 95th Street. I parked the bike in a side street on South Chappel Avenue and walked to the building on South Jeffrey Boulevard. I picked the lock and entered the building and went up to the roof. I found my spot and bent down on one knee and unzipped the bag Bo had given me. I took out the Remington CSR and proceeded to assemble it. The CSR stands for concealable sniper rifle and it was a beauty. Disassembled the rifle came in three units, the receiver with the folding stock, the handguard and the barrel.

KINUHA KO YUNG sniper riffle ko at itinutok sa kintatayuan ng isang drug lord. Tiningnan ko siya gamit ang telescope at dahan dahan kong nilagay ang mga daliri ko para kalabitin na ang gatilyo.

The handle of the blender jar was intact, but the rest was a jagged wreck. anthony crouched over her, straining to hear. “Bullet,” he hissed, pointing at the casing lodged a millimeter away from where she’d been standing. A .308 if he wasn’t mistaken. Lily’s mouth opened and closed like that of a fish gulping for air. “But…but…” “Silenced sniper rifle,” he said silently, kicking the door shut as his mind spun. Kill him. Get him, his wolf howled.

The man mumbled with a hoarse voice, bringing his head down and looking sideways to continue making his list — something he was doing before she showed up. "El Depredador, Sobek Special, Double Clutch sniper guns, El Rubi and Ciervo Macho shutguns as well. I'm hoping you'd have the aforementioned here tonight." She gruffed, dropping a cheque on the table before him. He lifted up his head slowly to take a closer look at her as she drew near to him with those words coming out from a young teenager's lips.

Her candy smell calmed Warren, and he surrendered to her embrace. "I'll be fine. I have questions about my dad's family. He never talked about them. I always wondered where he came from," The pair looked into each other's eyes and smiled. "No offense, you two, but we have a job to finish, correct?" Herne scolded. He adjusted the Dragunov sniper rifle. "Let's get down to business." Cyrus focused the phylactery glowed, and a spectral assault rifle appeared in his hands, "Can't be too careful," he strolled down the trail.

Setting the remains of the coffee down, I pace a little, make sure I can be seen, all the while rubbing my hands and blowing into the palms. From behind me, a harsh voice. "What the hell's that?" I startle, spinning around. All my attention had been ahead of me. James stands over the rifle I have ready and waiting, just in case. His expression is dire. "Klempner, we have guests." He jerks a thumb inside the house. "Can you keep your toys discreet, please." "It's a TAC-50," I say. "Ideal for extreme long-distance sniping... Should it be necessary."

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

My eyes widened as they settled upon the figure of a man perched high in the trees, his gaze fixated upon her. In his hands, he held a weapon unlike any she had seen before—a sleek and deadly sniper rifle. The cold metal gleamed ominously in the dappled light, its barrel pointed directly at her. Time seemed to slow as the gravity of the situation settled upon her, sending a shiver down her spine. “That Beta asshole was going all in” I hissed. I was sure the power of that sniper's bullet would either make me pass out of silver or slow me down. It was just between those two. The threat of danger hung heavily in the air.

Victor opened the cases and stared at the types of guns and the large amount of ammunition she had. "Why do you have these types of rifles?" "They’re new," she said. "I’m just going to test them." "These are beautiful and expensive." "Yes, especially these handguns." She opened the other case and grinned at him. "I love the snipers most," she said, glancing at him. "Mostly the big guns."