Lotr Bows Novels & Stories

It wasn’t a killing blow, but enough to stagger it. Silas’s jaw dropped. “Not bad.” Aelric finished the beast, and the forest grew quiet once more. They gathered by the river to rest. Theron skinned the boar while Dorian built a fire. Silas dropped beside Liora, still staring at her like she’d grown a second head. “You’ve never touched a bow before.” “No,” she admitted. “Then how in the goddess’s name did you land that shot?” Liora bit her lip. Should she tell him about the silver glow, the strange hum? She hesitated.

"Just a mere bow doesn't mean that." "But that 'mere' bow was given to me by the Lycan King himself," Elder Vernon said as he settled down into his seat. "It is as well all wolves of this great kingdom bow down to me." I laughed as I too settled back down into my seat. "Well, if you put it that way, I guess you're right," I said and Elder Vernon grunted.

"You can't run from the Loom, Rebecca!" The voice boomed from the sky. I looked up and saw Ada, but she was twenty feet tall, her face a distorted mask of porcelain and thorns poking out of her skin. She was wielding a giant pair of silver scissors, the blades snapping shut with a sound like a guillotine. Snip. Snip. Snip. "Joshua doesn't want a saint," she hissed, her shadow stretching over me like a shroud. "He wants a wife. And you... you’re just a loose thread that should be taken care of."

[Ambrose] The Lord of mountains sprinted toward the dark Lord with a earth rumbling growl. Not even waiting for Sephora to give the order to attack, before Ambrose was summoning spears of diamond and obsidian to his hands and hurling them with all his immortal strength.

he said, calming a little from the calmness surrounding Rose and the pleasing sweet scent of her. Gently grabbing the bow by the grip, Rose carefully lifted it up out of the box and let it rest in her hand for a second to feel the weight of it. It felt different from any other bow she had held before and it seemed like the weight of it changed as he moved it around. Turning her hand slightly to look it over, Rose saw that the bow string was also golden and though it looked like it would cut into your flesh if you touched it, it felt just right as she ran a finger over it. "It's beautiful" she said as she looked at the back of it to see what the symbols were. The symbols looked foreign. Unlik

The force of the blow made the sigil tremble a little, the figure was not surprised that his blow was fended off, it only resulted in his smile growing even bigger. The figure used the kickback from the collision of his arms with the sigil and made the distance from me. He transferred his arms towards his other hand as it morphed into a large bow that could be considered a ballista, and with a fluid motion, he drew the string. An arrow of hardened blood manifested, the crimson glimmer of its point glinted as it reflected the rays of the setting sun. I exhaled and closed my eyes prepared for the incoming attack, my arms wide open as a large mirror manifested at my back a few moments later I o

When they entered the gate, they saw a big bow as tall as an adult's! This bow seemed to be made of bent roots, giving people a feeling that it was like a dragon's claws. Just by looking at it with one's own eyes, that terrifying aura that was about to tear apart one's chest was enough to cause one's breathing to freeze. It was as if the Archaic Blackdragon and the Grandmist Divine Tree had smashed into one's face. "Peak Dao tool!" Shirley exclaimed. "Wuhuang Setting Sun Bow." At this time, Caspian also said the name of this bow.

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

He could certainly shoot twenty of them right now, as well as his crews. Since the fighting began, he couldn't think of anything else. An arrow went from his bow and struck the target, a Lycan, in the forehead. Allesia stared him in the eyes and followed his lead, smiling her bloodthirsty ginger gladiatrix warrior face. Everything was a haze of blood and hands. He fired a few more arrows to his right, all of which struck their intended targets, one of which even killed two orcs at once! The fighting continued after he hit some of the orcs with his arrows. Allesia was a blur with an ax, attacking them almost as quickly as Legolas and occasionally switching to a bow.

“This? No, I won't use it. Although it's higher than what I use. ” Hector raised a brow. “Why?” Luna shrugged. “No reason.” “Did you know? That bow was what archers wanted in this continent since it was made by their Greatest Armament Master.” Soheila pointed at the bow. “Really?” Luna was surprised. Unconsciously, she met Germaine's eyes to the crowd. Germaine gave her a bright smile and she smiled back. Soheila looked at where Luna was looking. She raised a brow when she saw a familiar face. She leaned towards Luna. “Oy, that's one of the people that wanted that bow, I heard. That's why she joined the contest.”