Sssniperwolf X Mga Nobela at Kwento

"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."

I lay on the gas, make a couple jumps and I’m close enough. I raise the gun back up and line up my sights when I see something beyond the rogue. It’s a territory marker. Shit. We’ve reached the pack lands. I can’t risk the shot now. My only hope is to keep chasing him in case he turns back and gives me another chance. Maybe I can turn him around if I get a good enough angle on him. I’d be screwed if one of my shots ended up hitting one of the pack wolves. Normal tranquilizers won’t do anything but these are special. Made specifically to knock out the wolf side and put the human side to sleep. No wolf means no extra strength, speed, or increased healing capabilities. Much easier to work with

River answers didn't happen to me, I just remember the pain and then blacking out. "I never felt as free as I did when I went wolf, I don't remember what my colour was, I should have looked at my paws," Kyler whines, they went wolf and were conscious are they lying? "Yeah me neither, I didn't think of it," River answers him with a shrug before turning to me. "Who got your wolf to come out?" River asks me. "Uhh...alpha Rowan I think," I answer him, he sweet-talked my wolf, and things went dark before I went wolf, I can't remember shit.

Turning around sharply, at first growling in displeasure, but gradually imbued with a feeling of slight anxiety at first, which I inspired in her, the she-wolf slowly ran towards the parking lot. With each paw touching the ground, with each breath, I intensified the feeling of anxiety, danger, and my girl, having penetrated, already ran faster, until very close, from the left side, a crunch of a branch was heard. Stopping abruptly, the she-wolf turned around and met the fiery yellow gaze of a large, simply huge black male. Ducking his head, he sucked in air through quivering nostrils, slightly baring his teeth. She considered all this in a moment, after which, with a flooding sense of danger

One by one, the soldiers crumbled. “Retreat!” Xareth bellowed, his voice sharp and loud, so loud it felt like it split the earth. Those who could still run, did. My wolf turned to follow, then pain hit. A blinding, searing, soul-piercing pain as an arrow lodged deep into my wolf’s flank. Not just any arrow, one tipped with that cursed green fire. It spread instantly, like venom made of flame. It burned through muscle, nerves, spirit, everything.

Collapsing finally from the pain, I rested a minute before heading back. The area where the sniper was had a singular bullet left, one .308 caliber made entirely of silver. The area on my face still burned as the blood slowly started to crust. The smell in the area had been peculiar too, an indication of a scent blocker. I had been right too when I found the empty syringe, some blood dried on the end. I had deeply inhaled then, catching the feinted wife of the wolf; spiced cherry sours with a hint of mint, an extremely unique scent for a wolf.

I went inside still as happy, but when I saw the back of my interlocutor, all the good mood instantly disappeared, giving way to hostility and anger. — Vitaly Baturin? I walked deeper into the room where the werewolf was waiting and sat down at the head of the negotiating table. The brunette looked up from looking at the landscape outside the window and looked at me. Gray eyes looked tenaciously, as if studying and evaluating. My wolf didn’t like it, and neither did I, but I was in no hurry to show my strength and start a conversation. - Right. Rinat said, you wanted to talk to me about Yaroslav and the serum that we inject her with every three months,” he clarified dryly.

Nana stuttered, trying to make Emily change her mind. Nathan smirked, satisfied with Emily's impression. He sure has trained her well. Then off you go. I expect your return in 72 hours. Again, every lip went what? They murmured. Everyone was shocked because Wolf was the name of a cartel who is known in the wild world for his brutality, and just like Nathan, he was ruthless. He is an assassin. He is the only guy every rotten government calls to clean up their mess. In short, he is a dead man. No one has ever crossed his part to tell the story.

"I'll give you ten seconds. Once the time is up, I'll kill them on the spot. Do you understand me?' Sasha, Shane, and Mindy instantly grew tense. They vigorously shook their heads at Woody. Woody bent down to pick up the military knife, examining it as he said, "This is Mad Dog's ATAK knife. Your equipment is rather impressive." He inspected the bottom of the knife and noticed a distinct wolf head emblem on it. He asked, "Are you all mercenaries? Do you belong to the Black Wolf, Blue Wolf, or Shadow Wolf?" "You're about to die soon. Why concern yourself with such trivial matters?" Kurt sneered.

Snipers in the trees are taking down wolves left and right and quickly reloading. Zara is an absolute machine! She’s manoeuvring around pulling wolves off pack members who are getting overwhelmed and successfully incapacitating the invading wolves. It’s like the wolf version of a sleeper hold. She’s clamping her jaws around their necks but instead of going for a killing snap, she’s adding pressure to the base of the skull just enough to knock them out. “If you see a large snake-like creature, that’s Mei and you are to stay out of her way,” I warn, to the sound of confused muttering.