Hunger Games Bows Novels & Stories

One of the buckets containing silver was poured on her back. “Arggg!!!” she screamed awake, twisting her body in pain. They resumed their whipping until they got to 20 and they stopped. Silver and Jared were given a bow and arrow. Silver arrow had silver on it while Jared own had a black thing on it and I can tell its gas from the smell. They removed her from the wood and she fell on the floor weakly. They turned her to us. “Any last words?” Silver asked. Helena looked up at him, a motherly love on her face as tears fell down her red eyes.

And, I am ready to go. "What the heck are those, and where do you think you are going, Mia?" My inquisitive boss asked with his curious face as he stares weirdly at me and the things that I have with me. "I am going to war, Mr. Einar. Katniss Everdeen needs help. And, I would love to give her these weapons. Welcome to the Hunger Games, sir. Now, would you please stay here with our liferaft and guard it with your life? And, be sure to ensure your safety and well-being." I answered while I make my bow ready and placed it on my back, and I have my sword in my right hold. Well, I just need one or two arrows, but one of them is with a twenty-foot string attached, so it would come back to me after

I match her pace and try to talk while breathing fast. “You know,” I say, “Some cultures consider the bow a courtship symbol.” “Do they?” Hazel says, not looking at me. “Yes. The one I just invented.” “You’re unbearable.” “Always,” I agree. “It’s part of my charm.” She doesn’t agree, but she doesn’t argue either and I prefer to focus on the positive. We switch drills. Backward run, two-in two-out. Hazel eats distance like she’s starving. When she finishes first, Jace doesn’t say good. He just sets the next ladder and assumes she’ll do it right. Hazel glows the way steel does after being fired.

Now, they were flat on their bellies on the cold tarmac. Penelope did not speak a single word. She just stared down at them. Her eyes were cold, distant, and completely empty of human mercy. She looked like an executioner waiting for the clock to strike. The weight of her presence came right through the screen. The entire square on the live feed was dead silent. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Then, Penelope raised her left hand. A sudden flash of silver light blinded the camera for a split second. A longbow, woven from bright moonlight, materialised in her grip.

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

She frowns at me, but her cheeks go pink as I continue, “I had to hunt to put food on the table for the whole tribe. Everyone who could walk was out in the woods scavenging for anything they could find. You’re lucky you get to spend the summer learning to hunt instead of wasting all of your arrows and blistering your fingers just to come home with a fledgling missing its hind quarters because you shot them off.” “Did you do that?” Lora giggles, and I nod, playfully sticking out my tongue at her. “It’s all I had to eat for days, too.” “I wanna play with the bow now!” Lora grabs for the bow, but Shosh yanks it out of her tiny hands. “It’s not a toy, Lora. And it’s mine!” I rise to my knees and

Alpha Jared left me a few steps behind, and I quickly caught up with him. "Some people know him as The Emperor Salvatore," Alpha Jared said. I saw a wooden bow with a silver symbol near the painting. Next to it were two silver-edged arrows. We stopped there. "Silver Bow." Alpha Jared pointed to the bow in the glass case. I looked away. Deliberately not saying anything, I waited for him to explain the bow. "The Silver Bow is the weapon the hunters used to kill Salvatore's descendants. And this one is used to kill The Alpha King Salvatore," he explained.

The boy stared at me with his wide green eyes filled with fear. His small chest heaved and fell with fast, shallow pants. I raised my hands and moved back. “I'm not going to hurt you,” I said. Rising to his hands and feet, he crawled back against the nearest tree, dropping his bow in the process. I snatched it and took a closer look. It was fine craftsmanship. The bow was light and was definitely created to fit small hands. I put the bow away and looked at the boy. “Are you from the Crescent Hills Pack?”

She had crafted a bow with the help of her master, which had slots for three arrows. For the entire month, bows were her steady partners. The arrows from it flew straight and right on the target. She realized that the bows and arrows were just the tools because she shot with her heart. Her passion for it grew at an alarming rate. She even designed a wooden ring that had a metal button ring on the base. One push of the button and the metal spike would come out from all sides, which if tipped in poison could kill the enemy immediately.

I think she didn't notice that these hoes too were made with bronze or she wouldn't have provided it'. 'But what if it doesn't get too close for you to hit it with the dagger?'. 'I can always throw it. I have good throwing hands or Someone else can get a good aim at it while I struggle with it'. 'Oh, I bet you're the smart type'. 'I try my best'. She shrugged. I went to where the bows and arrows were kept and took one with a dragon drawn on it. I noticed Irena giving me a curious look. 'I took shooting lessons for it back in middle school and between the arrow is also made of bronze'.