Novel & Cerita Red Hood In Arrow

Not just another woman, but one of my haram. Rage rose fast and cold within me, and for the first time in a long while, Aether wanted control. My fangs and claws elongated. Her red hair. I remembered seeing it before, and the strong scent confirmed it. I pulled the cloak over my face and drew the arrows from my disguise suit. I hadn’t expected to use it, but luck favored me. I took aim, smooth and precise. Had they moved another inch toward her, mercy would have been impossible.

one of them yelled back, her eyes darting between the woods where the arrows had come from and the back door of the packhouse. “Someone has to hold them off–nngh.” The arrow embedded in my arm made me nearly drop the children. “Miss Vale!” I clenched my teeth and handed them the two children. “I am fine.” At least, I could tell whoever was shooting was interested in me. I clenched my teeth, breaking off the part of the arrow still sticking out of my body. “That arrow is definitely poisoned.” Three men came out of the woods. “Hmm. You are still standing. Alpha Blackwood told us that you would be easy to take care of.”

How could he ask her that? As soon as he gave the shot, she stretched her hand to him. "Arrow." He dropped one in her hand quickly, and they both prepared to shoot their next targets. Khol'an hadn't expected that two rogues would charge at them at once. The moment his arrow and Rebekah's arrows fired in sync and pierced through their targets' chests, his eyes brightened in relief. He quickly picked the pot of arrows and placed it between them. Suddenly a loud bash sounded against his side of the carriage, he turned instinctively.

he yelled, his voice barely audible over the deafening clatter of arrows striking the barriers. But Rudra remained perfectly still, his eyes cold and focused. With a swift, fluid motion, he unsheathed his knife. The blade seemed to gleam with a life of its own, catching the dim light of the cave. In a display of remarkable skill and precision, Rudra wielded his knife with masterful control, deflecting each arrow that came his way. The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed through the room as he parried the onslaught, each movement calculated and efficient. Arrows splintered and fell harmlessly to the ground at his feet.

When he turned to face her, she noticed how bright his lackluster eyes were. "Would you like to see where it hit?" she simply nodded. A dizzying sensation startled her. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them, she realized that they were on the other side of where they had been. The tree with Nevil's arrow stuck in the middle was right in front of them, and it wasn't just the arrow he shot. A lifeless raven dripping blood immediately stains the icy ground. "You're really good at things, huh?" She drew out the arrow, allowing the crow's blood to flow to the end of her palm. He smirked as he took the arrow from her hand and cleaned it with his black cloth.

I couldn't read it. "Arion, get here now!" Arrow's voice shot through the mind link making me jump. I raced to Sheila's house. The door was open, and when I walked in I was shocked at the sight. Arrow was in wolf form, he stalked around Sheila and her parents daring them to move. "Arrow, what are you doing?" I asked trying not to anger him further. "They have her! I know they do! Sheila is the only one who wanted to hurt Rina!" he screamed through the pack link.

The tip of the arrow was still shaking in the wood. There was a rose tied to the arrow. The rose was perfect and white. The white rose was attached to the arrow that had gone through the door of the cabin right where Ryder had been standing. "Don't move," Kai growled. His hand tightened on mine as the domestic peace of the morning shattered into a thousand rough pieces.

(Sylvia's POV) Blood poured from the arrow wound in my shoulder, staining my clothes crimson. The silver barb sent waves of burning agony through my entire body with every heartbeat. Suddenly, Raven stepped forward, positioning himself between me and the Blood Moon guards. His broad shoulders blocked their line of sight to me, creating a protective barrier. For one desperate moment, hope flared in my chest. Perhaps he did still care. Perhaps there was still some part of the man I had loved buried beneath months of betrayal.

she quickly said as he took two steps to look at her wound. A rogue suddenly rose from the ground with a bow and arrow directed at Olive. He let it go immediately and it tore through the air coming downwards towards her. Olive screamed but before it could find its mark, Wayne was before her—the arrow in his thigh. From where he stood, he lifted his hand and the rogues blood began to freeze into needles and started to tear out of his skin. All litres of his blood froze and jerked out like ice needles. His scream tore through the air until he finally fell with most of his skin in shreds. Wayne huffed and pulled out the arrow from his thigh like it was a thorn in there. He broke it in half and

If I should get up they would see me. " Who is there?" Sandra said in a defensive mode. She looks prepared for a fight. The rogues also made a stance ready for a fight. They began to walk forward toward where they heard the voice. The rogues were in front of her while she was at the back. I was breathing so fast. Just when they were about to open the long grass covering me, an arrow was thrown at the rogue in the front. He winced but then did something unbelievable. He plugs out the arrow without any pain.