Lotr Bows Novels & Stories

Let me help you, so we can go back to the cottage. Aurora looked at him. “Fine by me.” “Good.” Archer said. “I have a bow and arrow. Can you point me where I can find some larger animals? Deer, perhaps, or a wild hog?” “Are you any good at bow and arrows?” The prince chuckled. “It is what I am named for, after all.” The lady arched an eyebrow. “Theobald?”

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!”

" Eh?! Why me?? I'm not delicious!!" " Just do it!" I ordered. Towcs whines but immediately dashes toward his position. " Lux! Bug! Go for her right arm! Creadestor! The neck!" I yelled out. The Elf fires her bow at me but as soon as Towcs starts shaking his bum all attacks fly towards him?! Even Manor, who was chopping off the ribbons on his body, suddenly finds himself flying towards Towcs with his sword aimed at him!!! Fake sheeps can do that?!

“I didn’t expect this.” “Neither did I.” He met her gaze again. “And I don’t know how to be what you want.” “I don’t want anything from you,” she lied. The bond pulsed, protesting the falsehood. Cael stepped back, breathing hard like he’d just survived a battle. A moment later, a rustle in the trees broke the tension. Liora turned sharply, arrow nocked in her bow before Cael had fully drawn his blade. Movement—quick, darting.

Lou smiled although it seemed plastic and stiff. "Congratulations," he said, "To both of you." There was a tense, awkward pause before he reached for his shoulder, "Anyway, Luna, I've got something I thought you'd want back." After unstrapping something from his back, he held it out to me. My eyes lit up. My bow! "Yay!" I squealed reaching for it. "You're easily pleased huh?" he replied with a laugh as I ran my fingers along my beautiful bow in glee.

I yell from my tree cover to Adrian's. "I left my wallet at the orphanage," He audaciously jokes. "Just do it!" While Adrian stalls the creature, I re-attempt to conjure a bow. "You will need an arrow too." Blizzard intervenes. The pulsing power travels down my arm into the hovering hand. I can do it... I believe in myself... Crystalizing jingles compel me to open my eyes. A light blue phoenix-shaped bow replaces the dagger. The draw weights and limbs have the shape of wings, while the arrow resembles the head and tail of the majestic creature.

he tapped Demi's nose -"I have a soft spot for my girls." Before I could do anything, Bowden said, “Put the child down.” His voice was cold and monotone. “If you have to kill her to take me, then go right ahead,” Deimos said. "I'll make another." Several things happened at once. I lost control of Elowen and shifted. My father looked surprised and proud at the same time. Right away, Bowden and all the warriors shifted along with me, and most surprisingly, followed my lead. I yanked Demi from my father’s hands while Bowden tackled him to the ground, slamming his head over and over into the floor until the grey stuff showed.

Its fangs were glistening white. He was Leonard, master of black magic and sorcery. Bowen could feel an evil aura from Leonard's body. Ever since that man had appeared at his door, his body was shivering, and his feeling was very uncomfortable. Dwarves were sensitive to dark creatures. Their instincts were sharp enough to recognize danger.

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.

Gon sauntered towards the Witch Queen to bend down to her level and whisper some words into her ear which made her spring up to her feet, her face flushed a bit red. "Thank you," she whispered to him. "It was embarrassing for me to do that." she added which made Gon shrug as he went back to Dark and soon everyone stood up to their feet, including Aragorn. Aragorn couldn't believe that he was among those who had obeyed Gon's order to bow before him and he did. He was disgusted with himself for not fighting too hard to break whatever spell Gon must have placed on them. What just happened made him realize if what his father had told him about not fighting with Dark was true. He huffed, he hadn'