Stray Arrow Novels & Stories

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

Chase sighed with relief. "I'm finally done with it!" He wiped away his sweat and smiled. That was when his smile froze on his face. He saw a dark, sinister black arrow come whooshing through the sky. It was aimed right at his head. Shocked, he quickly turned to dodge the arrow. The arrow brushed by his ear and struck a rock right next to him. Chase looked at it and found the arrow in the rock to be dark like ink. It was black and looked like it was made out of unique material.

No. I pushed the thought away, there was no time and Nyra charged next. Her blade flashed toward his neck and he slipped around her effortlessly. She spun, kicking toward his ribs as he blocked with one forearm. The force cracked the stones beneath his feet and she wasn't holding back. Neither was he. Aria joined from the rooftops and arrow after arrow flew toward his blind spots. The stranger raised one hand and darkness twisted through the air, every arrow froze and then turned. "No!" I sprinted.

I let myself dwell in the sadness, in the misery, and I— Suddenly, my vision went black. No, not literally black. It was dimmed and when I looked beside me, there was a stranger sitting beside me. As my vision were still blurry, not to mention that the sunglasses made it worse, I can't see his face clearly. Not that it actually made it worse. I'm thankful enough that he's helping me hide my face right now. The least thing he could do and he still did it.

Astrid still looks nervous but this time she looks determined. I smirk at Arrow as I go behind the screen to shift, I feel him step in behind me. Turning I watch as his eyes roam over my naked body with lust, I wink and shift allowing Adira to take over. The moment Adira’s black paws hit the dirt she shakes out her fur and licks Arrow in the face.

“This is what the assassin used?” I gave a curt nod while Beta Cam, who had been looking to find anything about the arrow rose to his feet, his palms closing over the book as he crossed over to us in a stride. “From the markings, it isn’t a common training arrow produced or used in Callid land…” He caught the arrow that Dad threw at him. “These glyphs carved on it are rare and it is hard to find where it came from” He stretched it back to Dad who collected it. “My verdict is they made it symbolic for distraction. They did it to shift the focus from their pack”

Carla froze for a moment, then quickly rushed downstairs to open the door. As expected, an elderly man with a refined aura stood outside, slowly shaking his head with a sigh. Carla stared at him in shock. The fortune teller walked inside and said, "Give me the straw." Amanda quickly handed it over. He took one look and said calmly, "The soul belonging to the long straw is no longer in that body. He may be dead, or he may be asleep. Either way, he is gone."

Level 4 civilization, Boundless Galaxy, Planet Brechen. Three luxury carriages were traveling speedily. Dozens of guards surrounded the carriages to ensure the safety of those inside. The convoy was about to enter a precarious portion of the road. When suddenly… Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh… Many arrows came shooting at the convoy from all directions. There was an alarming number of arrows. They darkened the skies. Whoever shot the arrows was determined to put a few big holes into their target.

Just then, from the corner of her eye, she saw something shift—a figure moving stealthily in a nearby tree, not too far from where she perched. She didn’t wait another moment. Launching herself through the air, she collided with the stranger, sending them both crashing down to the ground below. The forest floor erupted in a flurry of leaves and dust as they landed. In the split second before her opponent could recover, he pulled an arrow from his quiver and aimed, but Cathrine was faster. She caught the arrow in mid-flight, her fingers closing around the shaft with a fierce grip. In one swift motion, she drove her foot into his face, sending him stumbling backward. The stranger staggered but

A blast of black wind hit the courtyard. It slammed into Freya from above. It pinned her to the ground like a giant invisible hand. The dagger clattered across the ice. Freya choked, clawing at her throat. Arielle hopped over the balcony railing. She fell fifty feet. She didn't crash. She landed softly, cushioned by a cloud of shadow. Superhero landing. The pack backed away. They looked at Arielle with terror. The "Stray" just used magic. Arielle stood up and brushed snow off her dress.