Hunger Games Bows Novels & Stories

It shows to me a perfect beauty of an art. I observed her from the upper deck. Lucah has brought the new set of bow and arrows. The reason why I asked him is that I remembered that I threw away Athena's bow when we first met. I know it was an expensive bow. She will definitely going to use it in this competition. She had an expensive bow, and yet she was using an ordinary one presently in her practice.

"Your short Basharr skirts won't keep you warm here." "I meant how tight they are," Violet said. "I'm cinched into this so well I can't tell where I end and the dress begins." "King Curzon said you look perfect," Olivia replied, as if that was the only standard she could fathom. Hestia held out a glistening bow made of oak. The warm yellow wood shamed the sun above them. Violet took it and hung her quiver from a stand nearby. She nocked an arrow and stretched the string back to her mouth, struggling against her dress to get full range of motion. But Violet was patient when a bow was in her grip—she took two deep breaths, waiting for the right moment.

The ground shook and I saw how large vines crawled inside the hall. I looked at Queen Romina and saw her eyes turned to fiery green. I didn’t waste time and made my own move. I formed the dragon’s bow—a blazing bow that could make a fire arrow that could burn anything. I aimed Ren who’s now cutting the large vines attacking him. I thought it would hit him, but just when it was about to hit the part of his chest where his heart lies, he moved as fast as lightning.

It's like the clothes of the girl in the well and on my dream. "Here." He pulled something on his back. It was a beautiful bow and arrow. The bows was pretty and it has a carvings. Arrow are sharps and it has a feather on the edge. I looked at myself on the metal of the arrow. It was me. The facial expression is far different from my current facial expression. I'm sure i was not smiling like this, but my expression was smiling from ears to ears. She seems so happy. I definitely saw this dress already that girl in the well. She has mean facial feature. Is it mean or it's just authorative? "What do you want from me, hunter? Why do you have to give me this beautiful creation by human hands." C

“It looks ugly, but it has the right structure. Well done. I have many bows in my army. I will give you one.” Nuri turned to a footman and said, “Go to the army and find Wayde. Tell him to bring the Sun Bow to the palace.” “The Sun Bow? You mean the bow made in the snow stove?” Doyle almost jumped up, “I heard that it was made of Arctic pine and gold and burned in the most famous stove for 30 days. I remember it was in the land of the Werebear, but I never expected it to be in your army. That's great!”

Titan exhaled loudly as though he doubted the protector of Les Bois. A small smile tugged at the corners of Papa’s mouth. He let his quiver of arrows fall to the forest floor with a soft thud. Cory sat back down slowly as her eyes trailed over the quiver. It had the same markings as the rock on which Papa sat and the Omniscient Oak. It was eerily quiet all of a sudden as he showed the travellers another case. The case was almost exactly the same as the quiver except for one distinct difference: the markings on this case burnt much brighter. They burnt so brightly Cory wondered if there was a fire lit within. Everyone was staring at the case as if transfixed by it. No one spoke. They simply w

Yosef caught a glimpse of the curves under the guard, his eyes narrowing for a moment. Zara fiddled with her gear while Sarah, without a word, opened the umbrella and stood behind Tanya. Her expression was calm once more. Zara felt a twinge of annoyance. It seemed to her that guys were all the same. They were so quick to forget and treat a woman they used to know like just another face in the crowd. Yosef broke the silence. "Which bow are you going to pick?" There were two types of bows—the traditional bow, which was just a curved piece of wood with a string, and the compound bow, which had extra parts like an arrow rest to help hold the arrow in place.

She turned to see Lewis already holding a new catapult as Sush guided him on estimating where to aim and how to wait before releasing. “Sweetheart,” Greg’s voice brought her attention back to him and she squealed and leaped when he handed her a brand new bow and a quiver of arrows, even though she’d already had at least five sets at home. This one was different, though. The brown bow and quiver had gold engravings of her name and she took her time feeling the letters with her fingertips before throwing her arms around her uncle, exclaiming, “Thank you, Uncle Gweg!”

Giovanni had asked Guiseppe and Blair to come in the evening on the backyard of his warehouse which was more like an empty lawn of a country club. The four targets set on the middle of the empty lawn and the necessary pieces of equipment placed on the table on the right side on the corner. "Watch me," Blair said as she walked to the table grabbing the archer bow and the quiver. Bows made of wood and plastic and metal and materials she can't even name. Arrows with feathers cut in flawless uniform lines. She chooses a bow, strings it, and sling the matching quiver of arrows over her shoulder... Even as she pulls back the bow she knows something is wrong. The string's tighter than the one she u

The blonde one lifts my bow, and arrows and laughs looking at me. "You can't know how to use this little female," he chuckles. I walk up and grab them from him in a huff, my eyes burning into his. "I'm very good at using this, I've earned gold medals, thank you very much," I sneer. He cocks his blonde eyebrow at me and rolls his purple-looking eyes. One of the black-haired men held up a pair of my underwear and I readied my bow, pulling the arrow back and aiming it at him.