Millennium Deer Blind Novels & Stories

And then, suddenly, he spotted a deer, its large brown eyes watching him warily. Alpha Logan's heart leapt with excitement as he chased after the deer, his horse pounding the earth beneath its hooves. He drew his bow and arrow, taking aim at the deer as it bounded through the forest. With a swift and deadly motion, Alpha Logan released the arrow, watching as it soared through the air and struck the deer with precision. The deer let out a faint cry as it fell to the ground, and Alpha Logan dismounted his horse, approaching the deer with a sense of pride and accomplishment.

And even his heartbeat nothing must escape your control Michaël guided me during a hunting lesson improvising in their care We went to hunt a deer, they wanted to teach me the excitement felt during a hunting trip and I admit that it was an exhilarating experience. The old me would have found it boring to shed the blood of a beast who asked for nothing but we never ask the victim for their opinion, the world is like this and now after having lent myself to the game I regret nothing this is why it was with unequivocal assiduity that I pulled the trigger of the 20 caliber Winchester M1200 and it passed through the deer's head to the applause and amazement of my brothers

I grinned broadly, shaking my head, thinking of him. I quickly turned and ran with lightning speed toward home. In minutes, I was within the cover of the deep forest of evergreens and silver maple, watching forest animals quickly scamper out of my way. Suddenly, I caught the scent of white-tailed deer on the bluffs, as rays of light peered through the canopy above. I knew I didn't have much time. Hiding, I silently stalked the herd, spotting my prey, when they caught my scent and tried to run. Bolting like an arrow from a hunter's bow, I quickly took one down. As I sank my razor sharp teeth into the sinew and muscles of its neck under its fur, the life giving blood rushed down my throat, pro

He swung his hand impatiently and approached me. "What do you want?" I asked, and the man chuckled. "I knew you were pretending to be blind for money, but it's alright. All I care about is having a good time. Come to me, baby. I'll show you heaven…" I wasn't expecting him to see through my act that swiftly, but more surprisingly, this client was an infamous one in this line of work. He claimed no woman could escape his claws. My colleagues were all blind, and they couldn't fight back. The rooms' soundproofing system was, unfortunately, incredible, so screams couldn't be heard.

SABRINA SANTIAGO Everywhere and everything has been dark and blurry for the past sixteen years. My eyes had no vision. That horrible day still haunts me every single day. Laying on my bed and seeing absolutely nothing but the light that shades the blind was what I have faced since the accident that took my parent. There was a huge celebration going on today in our pack. Alpha's from all the different cities came to our pack. There was always a celebration where the unmated try to find their mate. This happens every year when there is a full moon.

He simply walked, and Damon followed, learning through imitation. They reached the hunting grounds just as the sun was clearing the treetops. Other hunters were already there—Theron, Finn, a few others whose names Damon knew but whose faces he was still learning. They greeted Caleb with nods and quiet words, then turned their attention to the task at hand. A scout had reported a herd of deer in the valley below, perhaps two dozen animals, including several young bucks whose meat would be tender and whose hides would be soft. The challenge would be approaching without being seen or scented, getting close enough for a clean shot.

Dexter is silently watching his target from the horizon, he calculated that the deer is possibly 600 meters away from him. The small shrubs and the vegetation give him an excellent covers plus the direction of the wind which is coming from the east, the direction of the deer. When he peeks on the sight scope of his gun, he doesn’t have clear focus of it, possibly because of the glare of the heat of the sun, or it because it is still far and out of range. It is almost noon, they have more than eight hours there in that thick forest, in the top of the mountain for a hunting expedition. They are all eight in the group, with complete equipment to face the harsh condition that they may possibly e

A young deer, frozen in a clearing, its eyes wide with terror. Blade zeroed in. The deer bolted. The chase was short, brutal, and utterly one-sided. The poor creature ran for its life, leaping over logs, but Blade was a shadow of death. It wasn’t a fair chase. It was a cruel game. Blade herded it, nipped at its heels, enjoying its fear. He caught it with a swipe of a paw that broke its leg. It went down with a pitiful bleat. Blade stood over it, jaws dripping, the red-blue light in his eyes glowing with the promise of the kill.

Mile was fully loaded with automatic machine guns. His personal favorite was the Riffle Gilboa Snake. It was a double barrel with two chambers. And Paul Muschick. Pittsburgh gun. They were fully loaded to kill each and every one who dared to hurt his son. They were gathered at a T Junction after 4 hours of city hunting. Mile, Natt, Noah, Conrad and Daniel, they all stepped out. So far they had no clue of Benjamin. Conrad's men failed to trace too. They tracked all CCTV's but all they could find was a double cabin jeep. And the number was fake as expected.