Straight Shooter Novels & Stories

One afternoon, as they navigated a narrow canyon, a sudden, deafening roar echoed through the rock walls. It was not the howl of a wolf, but the mechanical bark of a hunter’s weapon, followed by the whistling screech of a projectile. Elara reacted instantly, shoving Kael out of the path of the incoming bolt. The silver-tipped arrow buried itself deep into the rock face where he had stood moments before, a testament to the Shade Stalkers’ deadly accuracy.

"They found our boot prints in the mud." One of the Stalkers stopped. He knelt, examining the ground. He looked up, straight at the bush where Ben was hiding. The Stalker raised his rifle. "Ambush!" Jack roared. He exploded from cover. He didn't use his gun. Gunshots attracted more attention. He used speed. He closed the distance in two seconds. The Stalker fired. The bullet went wide as Jack slid on the wet leaves, sweeping the man's legs. The Stalker fell. Jack was on him, knife at the throat.

SCAR'S POINT OF VIEW As I stood at the shooting range, I focused intently on the target, the rifle pressed firmly against my shoulder. My first shot struck right at the center, sending a small red light flashing above the lane. A bullseye. Despite the perfect shot, I kept my reaction muted, maintaining my composure.

she said staring sternly at him "My punch lines just passed through ur chest and leave u with a hunch back" Lloyd smiled faintly and shifted backing a little, then swiftly dipped his right hand into the back of his swea shirt and pulled out a Glock 17 pistol. "B!tch..Now tell me who is boss!""

- Shin said annoyed so he immediately finished setting the bomb and then he fired at the enemies with his machine gun. But she didn't kill half of them when her machine gun ran out of bullets so she immediately threw it away and she grabs another gun from her Leather Jacket and she immediately shoots them straight in their heads. She didn't even move a step while she was firing bullets at the enemies, when she ran out of bullets she immediately replace the magazine at she continued her routine and when the opponents were exhausted he breathed a sigh of relief

********** ************** The sun was scorching hot today. Under the shade, Adam holding a rifle on his hand. He positioned himself and waited for the cue. When he received the signal, he didn't hesitate pulling the trigger. Bang! His accurate shot gave him a 100 over 100 score. It's no surprise to anyone since he's someone who excelled in target shooting ever since he was a kid. And also because of the keen sense of sight of an Alpha like him. No matter how far it was, he could see it clearly once he focused on his mark.

He was getting desperate, shooting her frantic looks, silently pleading for her to leave. But Naomi crossed her arms and stared at the gangsters across from her. In her mind, she heard Tristo’s admiring voice from the past: “Sis, you’re a sharpshooter! I’ve never seen anyone better. You’re basically a ten-in-one powerhouse!” Today seemed like a good day to test that ‘ten-in-one’ claim. “There’s no fun in being a live target,” she said coolly. “Let’s make a bet. You in?” Caden thought he misheard. She wanted to bet? With him?

"What’s happening to Alpha Hunter?” asked a soldier, watching the young man burn through round after round of ammunition during his prolonged shooting practice. He had already used up countless bullets, all aimed at the same spot. The anger on his face was unmistakable, his movements charged with raw intensity. Everyone watching was gripped with fear, seeing him in such a state. He resembled a wolf, poised to pounce on its prey.

The little girl who had been watching this from afar, now scared and uneasy ran towards the scene. As she reached, she saw a man removing the limp body of her father that lay over him. A cry of anguish came out of the girl's mouth. She raced towards her father's body bending down shaking him and continuously chanting " Papa! Wake up!". The man looked upto his daughter and gave a small grin as if trying to comfort his crying and terrified daughter “It’s fine, my love. I am fine” The shooter stood up, dusting his clothes. He now picked up his gun that lay on the floor and started pointing at the little boy ignoring the crying girl and her dying father.

AVA Without another word, Hunter moves swiftly away from the lockers, passing by his two friends whose names I'm guessing are Preston and Gomorey. They had been gawking at Hunter with a mischievous grin playing on their lips, and Hunter didn't waste a chance to shoot them both with his penetrating glare. I noticed their pupils retrench as they stared at him, meaning they were conversing with each other through mindlink. It was brief, lasting a couple of seconds before Hunter turns left and straight down the now-empty halls.