Aloysius Archer Series Novels & Stories

He was banished from his father’s land and left to roam the streets. Five years later, Alpha Archer is called the devil alpha, with a wickedly strong pack to show for it. When Lila comes into his life, Archer feels things he never thought possible. Bought at an auction and intended to be a mere slave, she soon becomes the one thing he never thought he could have: love.

Third Person POV The King’s allies are waiting anxiously for their enemies to arrive. Aiden, Asher and their group of fifty warriors are in the back of the Alpha’s house, while Ivy, the Kingstons, the Deads and the remaining twenty warriors are in the front, right where an army of almost two hundred men is heading.

After returning from the beach yesterday, Addy relaxed on his small mattress while listening to a horror podcast. Because the next day he was off work, he stayed up late. However, he suddenly remembered the book given by Beatrix a long time ago. Addy immediately got up and took the book from his desk drawer. He again sat on the mattress with his hand opening the first sheet of the purple-eyed werewolf history book. “Archelius the bearer of good and bad in both hands.” Addy wrinkled his forehead and continued to read the book until it arrived at the middle of the book, where he thought the story of the Archelius family was so tragic.

"He just put it in a drawer until he was ready to use it as a weapon. The hacker who hit us in the hills—Uncle Francis—he wasn't working alone. He was using Danielson’s infrastructure. But Danielson isn't an engineer who wants to balance an old ledger. He’s an apex predator. He let Francis break our perimeter so he could see how we’d scatter." The door to the dining room swung open, its heavy iron hinges groaning against the humidity. Elena stood in the frame, her hair dark with rain, a short-barreled Remington 870 shotgun held slung across her chest by a black tactical webbing strap. Her face was gray, her lips compressed into a hard line that looked exactly like her father's promotional po

[SYSTEM_MERGE: 100%_COMPLETE] [NEW_VERSION_STABILIZED: ARCHITECT_X] [STATUS: ROOT_ADMIN] Version 2.0 was gone. She wasn't deleted; she was refactored. Her cold, perfect logic had become the skeleton, but my memories, my flaws, and my bond with Xander had become the skin and the blood. For the first time in ten thousand years, the Architect was a Unified Environment. I opened my eyes in the physical world.

“I know that you don’t want this, Xavier… but what you saw what happened out there, and don’t tell me that everything that we’ve been going through is normal. The arrivals, the sudden danger… this was building for a while, and now they are attacking.” “Fine,” he muttered finally. “But you’re listening. And you’re staying exactly where I tell you. There is one leader in a pack, and it is the Alpha, and I know that I am no Alpha on you, but out on the battlefield, when it is training, I am.” Hunter stepped to the table, rolling out the map farther. His fingers tapped three points. “Lorenzo is gathering rogues at the south line. And it seems that Annalise is somehow related. She has moved close

Bloodline Prophecy The bloodline of Archer will rise up The heir of Archer will become a beacon of hope But the darkness will betray the Light Bring forth war upon the lands and sea Upon the shoulders of the forsaken Immortal creatures of the Dark will revel in the sunlight Only the Slayer and the Chosen can defeat their bloodline To rid the lands and sea of the Darkness ____ Calyx smelled blood before she saw it. As she drew closer to the little cabin in the woods, thoughts of what she had just done dissipated. Tension mounted, contrasting the usually picturesque imagery of the cabin next to the stables and her father’s workshop at the edge of the City of Pearl. There was only fear and drea

The pack that has been full of life, has now been deserted and everything was in disorder. “Just who did we offend? Why is Lucien targeting us? Does he want us to become rogues? Why did he even not give us a chance to surrender?” someone complained. Asher looked on without saying anything. He was the current alpha of the Jones pack and he had indeed received a gesture of good will from Lucien, but just like other young alphas, he felt that Lucien was too arrogant. He and others have been the giants of city N, and now someone of an unknown origin wanted to order them around? That is why he had talked to his grandfather if he could convince other families to go against Lucien, that is why they

This might do since he was just wearing black pants and a designer brand white sweater with a metal pendant on his neck. "Good evening, Sir Archer." The waitress greeted. "This way, Sir." I grimaced when I realized he must come here frequently because he addressed the waitress by her first name. We even came to a halt when he was called from a nearby table. His attention shifted and he smiled at the lovely lady. I recognized her as a model, so I assumed she was one. He even approached their table and kissed their cheeks as he greeted them. "What is he? A running President?"

I need to fight along side her brother, even if he doesn’t want anything to do with her right now…he will. “Alpha?” Archie, one of my warriors, calls out to me as he along with my other warriors find me standing by the lake on the back decking. I don’t even remember walking here. Archie is one of the newly trained warriors to my pack, he’s only eighteen but shows great potential. Just like all the pack members younger than me, I’ve known him all his life. “The alliances are back on full alert. Attack imminent.” I report back to them as we overlook the lake.