Fantasy Sniper Rifle Novels & Stories

Sleek rifles, sniper scopes, compact handguns, grenades, and more filled the space with gleaming menace. Again, she momentarily forgot to breath. This wasn’t just a weapons cache—it was a fortress arsenal. “Impressed?” Stefano asked, crossing to a glass case holding two prototype sniper rifles. “This is where I keep my true power. Guns don’t lie. People do.” Serena’s fingers brushed along the grip of a matte-black handgun resting on a velvet-lined shelf. The weight of it in her palm felt familiar. Natural. Stefano noticed. “Careful,” he warned. “That’s a Sig Sauer P365. Modified trigger. Not for decoration.”

Push him far enough, and he wouldn't hesitate to put a bullet in her. When life and death were on the line, who had the luxury of worrying about whether the sword should stay sheathed? People like that—give them even the greatest powers, and they'd still die horribly. Ray kept searching, and soon, a smile appeared on his face. He'd found a sniper rifle. Sniper rounds were different from standard rifle ammunition—faster, with far greater penetration. To be honest, what Ray really wanted was an RPG or a heavy machine gun. Even a regular machine gun would do in a pinch.

“Kevlar threaded with obsidian and moonstone. It won't stop a direct silver bullet, but it’ll slow it down enough for your healing to keep up.” “I’ll take it.” I also picked out a military-grade semi-automatic rifle with a modified long barrel and a scope. “Standard ammunition,” I told him. “I’m hunting humans tonight.” “And that.” I pointed to a retractable silver sword on the wall. The blade gleamed wickedly, etched with pulsing runes. Viktor whistled. “The Nightfang blade. Enchanted silver—cuts through supernatural flesh like butter. Twelve thousand.” “Sold.” I walked out with a duffel bag full of gear. If Tulcero wanted a war, I’d give them one they’d never forget.

she cut in " Nikki give me my.." "You like her don't you?" She cut in My heat skipped a beat She's getting me angry now. But do I like Jean, maybe I do. "No, I don't" I said "Or you don't know yet" she said and winked at me "Dad, am gonna kill Nikki" I said and chased her around the house "Stop" I panted "Am tired" I said "Catch me if you can" she said "Please just give me back my phone" I said

It looked cobbled together, almost primitive compared to the advanced technology their enemies wielded, yet it represented their best hope—perhaps their only hope. "You and Marcus head up to the mountains and set it up," Steve instructed, his voice dropping into the authoritative tone he used when decisions were non-negotiable. "I'll head for the gates and try to hold them back. Tell the snipers to be on standby." He was already dressed in military fatigues, with sniper bullets stacked across his chest in neat rows. The familiar weight was comforting, a reminder of another life, another kind of battle. He picked up his favorite sniper rifle, a Barrett M107. The weapon was a beast—capable of

I assured him. “Again, can’t wait.” He sarcastically said, but I could’ve sworn there was a glint of relief in his eyes. “Enough of this gushy talk, tell me, how do you feel?” “Normal.” “Ok, good start. Come smell me.” Max asked, sticking his neck up for me. I took a whiff, sandalwood, but this time I sneezed at the smell. “Perfect. You're cured for the time being. Now let me go find a way to get rid of these urges for the beast, but not the beast’s sister.” Max began walking out mumbling something along the lines of, “can’t live with um, especially when they don’t let you kill the one thing that could ruin our clan.”

“He isn’t there, he told me to tell you that…wanna keep me company instead? The other guys are in my room…we’re gonna play, wanna join my team?” Quinn wanted to say no, considering the fact that she still wasn’t fond of the game or the controls associated with it, but she nodded her head instead. “Sure…I’ll probably only contribute to you losing though.” “I’m aware of that, big sis…especially since Frederick will also be playing. That goof uses a G3…I hate him.” “Uh…what’s a G3?” “A sniper weapon…mostly used at a far range. I believe it’s best you try it. For a more upgraded armor, I’ll log you in on my old account. I have a lot of upgraded weapons too.”