Sniper Novels & Stories

He strained his ears for the distinctive snore that would indicate the young warrior had finally drifted off into dreamland. His wolf was snarling in agitation and Brand's skin rippled with the need to shift and escape his prison when he finally heard it. The quiet but distinctive snore. He immediately cracked open the door, which Vidar had conveniently forgotten to put the crossbar over, and peeked out. The young warrior was in his usual place on the bench, head tipped back against the logs of the hut, mouth hanging slightly open. Brand watched as the boy's chest rose and fell with each breath, the snore emanating from his lips soft and persistent. He breathed a sigh of relief.

Lilian dashed forward swiftly. Kiran circled from one o'clock to eleven o'clock. The sniper at eleven, quick to react, tried to retreat. The nine o'clock sniper fired at Kiran to cover the eleven o'clock sniper’s escape. Kiran's body vanished suddenly, reappearing in front of the eleven o'clock sniper. Shocked, the sniper hesitated, his eyes wide with fear. Bang! Kiran knocked him out. The nine o'clock sniper tried to shoot, but Kiran’s silver needle hit his forehead, killing him. The

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Athur told me that Junior was the one who got jealous, who treated him like the enemy. “Listen to me.” Viktor grabs me by the shoulders giving me such a fright that my whole body start to shake and darkness closes in on me. This cannot be happening now. “Arthur is a very skilled sniper. He can shoot a grown man and his wife from miles away, through a window, while they are sitting at the dinner table, without any harm coming to the 13-year old girl joining them.

"Screw this." I looked over at Burney, horrified to see him running at Stan. He threw his weight into the Taken's back, knocking him forward. Stan shrieked from the surprise attack and Mike grunted, landing pinned beneath the Taken Scorcher. I turned from the three man pile and reefed the gun free of Ronnie's stiff fingers. "Burney!" He'd separated himself from the other two and was standing over them, poised to strike with Stan's makeshift stake. "You can't kill him that way," I yelled, throwing him the gun, "It'll send the shade bolting to someone else!"

"Whoever is inside knows how to shield it." They reached the top of the debris pile. The cargo bay doors were jammed open, revealing a cavernous, dark maw. Standing in the center of the opening, backlit by the flickering blue emergency lights inside, was the Sniper. He—or she—was wearing a patchwork suit of hazmat gear and leather armor. A gas mask with a single, glowing blue eye-lens covered their face. The sniper rifle was lowered, but not safetied. It was a kinetic weapon—an old-school slug thrower, not an Admin energy rifle. Illegal. Untraceable.

"That's Khleassandra. She is the Long Range Shooter of the family. What she used was an M16 Rifle also known as an AR-15." My eyes widened as I caught my rest. I didn't understand what he was saying because my life was more important to me. "I don't want to! Please! I don't want to play with you guys!" I struggled as I said that. "Let me go! Please!" Before I could fully recover, the tangerine on my shoulder was suddenly destroyed. The juice splashed on my face. I felt and heard something close to my ear. "And that is Allison. She is our Sniper. She used a Remington M24 SWS."

The gun was again aimed at the sniper's head. "QUICK, TELL ME! OR WOULD YOU RATHER THE BULLETS DO THE TALKING!" "Ok- ok... I'll tell you. I- I am the sniper of the Hong Kong-based assassin guild. I completely don't know who commands me. Ha- it's just that that person is often called Mr. Zeus. Ugh..." said the sniper stammeringly. His lips occasionally winced at the tormenting pain in his leg. "I'll keep that in mind. Thank you for the answer!"

So her Zephyr code name, the wind spirit, has a credit tied to it. "Why aren't you guys moving? You have knives, don't you? Fight blade with a blade! Why do you choose this time to be useless?!" The boss continue to rant. "Sniper, why aren't you firing?" The sniper became pissed and replied, "I can't concentrate! F*cking shut up or I'll kill you instead!" The Captain was terrified by the cold voice and immediately quit his rants. The minions surrounding the girl also recovered from their shock and took their weapons out.

Within a minute, I had the sniper rifle assembled, in the proper position, and loaded. I looked through the scope, looking for the clear shot I needed. "Vianne!" The voice said again, and I pressed my earpiece a little deeper to hear a little better. Some of the questions from the media seemed to drown out the Congressman's voice until he got closer to his target. The Congressman moved into my line of sight, eliciting a growl in frustration. "Did you think you would get away with killing my boy?" he hissed in her ear as he tried to grab her arm. She deflected it easily.

A snarl vibrated against his back, as Lexus vocalized his displeasure. “Don’t bite you fucking, shit. You asked for this asshole,” The alpha complained loudly but began fighting harder to restrain the Brunet. Honestly, it wasn’t even fair. The blond healed as quickly as the wounds opened. Such fucking horseshit. Thanks nature, give every advantage to the stronger one, cause that’s a brilliant idea. Lord help him, Azrin really needed to stop channeling Lex’s attitude when he was upset.