Millennium Deer Blind Novels & Stories

Larry said, as he felt Leah climb on behind him. “Uh oh, what?” “Well,” he said, “Pete got going so fast I didn’t get a chance to remind him.” “Remind him of what?” “That the deer blind on that side is ten feet off the ground.” “Shannon doesn’t like heights.” “Pete doesn’t either.” “What about the one on this side?” “It sits on the ground.” “Should we use the walkie, let them know, see if they want to trade?” “They’re halfway to it by now,” Larry said. “So, you and I will take this side, and if they reach out about it, we’ll trade.”

Arm in arm, they led me from my home across town to a clothier who regularly did business with Havenstone. "Don't you think it is unfair to put a man in restrictive clothing before the hunt? Don't we at least get a sporting chance to run?" I joked. "I can kill a bounding deer at 50 meters. Running won't help you," Buffy informed me. "Well, I've hunted moose before," I countered. "What did you use?" Helena asked. "A hammer," I smirked. "I'm a real caveman." "How did that work out for you?" Buffy played along.

Thanks to that, Eugene could spend the entire camping period with the man. "There it is," the man whispered. Eugene took his eyes off the man and looked straight ahead. Indeed, it was the same deer they had seen yesterday. Eugene carefully lay down on the ground as the man had taught him. He spread his legs and took aim. Align the sights, the target, and the eye in a straight line, and breathe slowly. Place your finger lightly on the trigger and exhale slowly. Then hold your breath and... The grazing deer suddenly raised its head and perked up its ears. Its black eyes turned toward where Eugene was hiding. They were black and beautiful eyes. Eugene's breathing faltered. The man placed his ha

Deer tend to move in the direction the wind is blowing, so they can easily pick up scents that might belong to predators. Looking past the deer, Luna can see Skoll following it as well in close proximity, waiting for a chance to get a good shot at it. It's now or never Luna thinks to herself, she needs to seize the best opportunity to shoot it before it reaches the stream. 'I have to aim for its neck. Going for its heart would be a bigger target, but it wouldn't kill it right away, it would have plenty of time to run away before it dies. If I aim high enough it will hit the spine in its neck and paralyze it immediately, it won't die from it but at least it won't have the possibility of runni

I looked over at Blazed he was breathing so hard I thought he was having an asthma attack. “Mina, you better tell us what the hell you got going on with these dudes.” I leaned over and whispered. She looked everywhere but at us. “Hey! Everyone we caught a deer. Mina get over here so you can season this thing before we throw it over the fire.” Hunter said and Mina jumped up like she was running from a mountain lion. “Oh, she thinks just because she ran over there, we not gonna find out what the hell she got going on?” Shawna asked, me and Lynn. We snorted at the foolery of that thought. “Somebody done lost their mine in this winter hell. If that’s what she thought.” I said crossing my arms

Marlin said. Soon after, they reached the edge of the arena where they got a closer look at Gilas. His blue scales reflect the moonlight while his eyes glowed menacingly. “Trespassers. Leave this place at once.” Gilas spoke first. Azazel glanced at Metil. Metil took the signal and jumped down. “In an arena where a warrior is waiting, it’s only right to think that they’re waiting for a challenger, is it not?” Metil cracked his knuckles as he walked closer to Gilas.

I say sealing my heels to the ground. He grabs onto my good arm, yanking me by the shoulder, and drags me past the tree line. "What? Are you afraid of the dark?" "No, I'm afraid getting shot in the dark." Like a normal reasonable human being. Tank laughs and a second man I haven't seen, he must've been driving the van, walks five paces behind us keeping a lookout. None of us speak and we walk for what feels like hours but is only five minutes until a small wooden structure comes in to view. It's not a house by any means, and looks more like a deer blind I've seen in the corn fields up here, except this one is on the ground not built on stilts or in a tree. I've never been deer hunting myself

We walked and jogged for a solid two hours, all we could see is the white snow and the dead forest, we took another step, but then I heard a twig breaking behind me, I stood still, Micah walked right into me, he stopped and huffed looking at me annoyed, but I only shook my head at him, I heard another step on the snow, one that wasn't ours, my ears laid flat on my head, listening to the sound, it was coming from my left, I turned there, seeing a deer, he looked to be young. I pointed to Micah, he only nodded, I know now he's bad at hunting, but I need to do this on my own, he could help once I get him pinned down, I bent my knee and made sure that the deer couldn't see me, I was hidden with

"My master could not sleep so he came to wake me up saying we should hunt for deers." Blaire stared at me like I had grown deer antlers. "Deers? In here?" She waved her arm around the yard. I slapped my hand against my forehead in mock frustration. "He said he saw one here so he dragged me over here and since then, we have been looking for it." "And the blindfold?" "Oh, that. My master said he was scared of the way deer eyes glow in the night so he made me blindfold him while I hunted for the deer which was what I was doing before you arrived."

Her, now pregnant with his brothers child and them living their perfect life in town. “I just don’t know why she wanted so badly to have the homestead life for so long, and then change her mind like she did? I thought we were happy!” Robin, says to himself, thoughts turning once again to Mindy. Crack-click! A twig is broken. Robin stops dead in his tracks. Listening intently and scanning the tree line for signs of the animal that made the sound. There she is, a deer, standing near the bottom of the cliff that towers overhead. She’s grazing quietly and hasn’t noticed him. He pulls his rifle out and looks through the viewer but she’s still too far away for a good clean shot.