Stray Arrow Novels & Stories

She couldn't ignore the urgency in his discolored eyes. He clutched his bow once again and pulled another arrow from the quiver. This one was not an SF arrow, but one of the disposable aluminum base metal-jacket arrows. His thumbs grazed his own cheek and took another shot. The arrow glided through and inched towards that fighting trio. Before it could touch anyone, all three of them jumped back at the last second. The arrow hit no one, but it separated them from each other. The amount of killing intent in the arrow was bland enough to get under their skin. Creed intentionally missed this one. Falco was the first one to open his mouth,

Muscle memory provided useful as her fingers moved on their own, unwrapping the pack and pulling one of the sticks out before placing it between her lips. The stray just stood there dumbstruck with his eyebrows knitted. He still had his hands up, watching Akira struggle to strike the lighter and fail time and time again. Sparks, but no flame. “Useless,” Akira uttered under her breath. She gazed up at the stray and he began to speak again. “My name…” he spoke slowly. Akira shook her head once more to cut him off and then turned to walk speedily to the kitchen.

It hurt to watch their faces fall, the feeling of failure clouding the space, and I wished more than anything that Celeste could be here right now to cheer them up somehow. “But we also know that there is something else out there and reading the report from last night, it is very clear that we are not alone out here,” My sigh lasted for a quick second as I tried to slow my racing heart; why it was racing was anyone's guess. “I need a few extra people for shift three because today we are venturing out of our usual route,” * “Arrow?” My voice spoke clearly as confused as my thoughts when I finished putting on my winter armour and walked out my personal tent; in front of me stood Arrow, his own

“Sorry to leave you, but…” An almost unbearable stench came from the beast. Termâs picked up a longbow and some arrows and then headed back to cover. “Ugh, what a smell. You’d think it would bathe once in a while.” The young fighter loaded the bow and knelt down; then he cocked and held his breath. For several moments he aimed but did not fire at the still-unmoving beast. He was thinking about Myllyof and all the dead around him. Sweat began to pour down his head as he cleared his mind and let loose the string. The arrow whistled forth and found its mark. It struck the beast in its wounded right eye. Termâs quickly ducked under the bushes that hid him.

If this misses… He didn’t finish the thought. Echo Shot. A second arrow formed alongside the first, mirroring the charge, doubling the weight of what he was about to release. Nine seconds. The spider shifted suddenly, its body angling as if it could feel the pressure building. Riley’s arm trembled. “Riley!” Hayes snapped. “Now would be good!” Ten. Riley released. The arrow snapped forward, curving mid-flight as Homing Strike corrected its path, locking onto the weak point with perfect precision.

My fingers found their familiar positions - middle, ring, and pinkie fingers holding the string. I positioned myself perpendicular to the target, standing tall with my feet shoulder-width apart. I aimed the arrow towards the escaping stinger, the bow and arrow gleaming with an ethereal light as I pulled the string back. I inhaled deeply, focusing my mind and steadying my aim. And then, I released.

I asked her. “My bow broke in two when I fought against Link” she said “Link from Breath of the Wild?” I said “yes but can you fix it?” said Nyalter “actually I can, I have a forge located within my Friendly Strangers Gang Hideout so yes but the problem is that my forge has limited resources. I just set up my forge a few weeks ago” I said “okay Master Arnold” said Nyalter “anyway can I test out your bow” I said “sure Arnold” said Nyalter. So she gave her bow to me. Next I grab an arrow made out of Moonstone and pull the string and the Moonstone arrow back and the power within the bow was beginning to go unstable “looks like your bow has a lot of power, if your use it now the power within you

Pearl the stupid human come running and stood between us, Xander was shouting at her to get away from Steven but I guess she felt she needed to protect me from my own mate. Stray was in control and he did not do sweet talks, he was all about action. He backhand pearl so hard she went flying across the yard, some warriors managed to catch her. Stray walked over to me and I backed up till my back was against the wall. He lowered himself down and I swallowed hard, walked over and got on his back. He took off into the woods, headed for the zeta's mountain.

At the southwestern part of the city, Jared flew around as his tummy rubbles while dodging few shots of gray arrows in forms of flashes hurling from the one with the multicolored beanie covering his head and ears. Most of his shots hitting the grounds, the collapsed buildings and few standing buildings; His small wooden guitar behind him loss every strings related to the numbers of arrows he shot at Jared as he did once again one of the string behind evanished. “Hmmm…”

Of course the Conjugate would send another lapdog to cleanup, the thought of Rowan's hands on her had him nearly over the edge, he had to it find her, nothing else mattered but finding her and hell before Rowan did. †† Nike Her mistresses thoughts flowed through her mind and her displeasure coursed through her leaving a bitter after tatste on her tongue. Another feeling wafted through her this time she could hear the Wraithe's moan of agony, the foolish creature had seriously thought it stood a chance at it's base level, luckily for it preparations were on it's way "Where the hell are we?!" Ven asked irritated by the rank smell of the dark tunnels where they'd found themselves