Novelas y relatos de Archer Box Set 1-14

It wasn’t Xander but the other one, Archer. She had guessed right about the arrow. Archer had a silver bow in his hand. It was magnificent. There was a carving on it and at both tips a jewel. She saw his muscles flex as he raised the bow, leading her to believe it was heavy. Her eyes were stuck on the muscles between his shoulder blades as his arm pulled back and released, sending a white arrow into a ball that had been catapulted into the air. ***

Archer reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a small velvet purple box, holding it out to me for display. "What's this?" I asked, my curiosity piqued as I took the box from his outstretched hand. "Maybe you should open it," he replied, as he sat back on his desk pulling me towards him, as I stood between his legs. I carefully lifted the lid of the box and gasped as I see what’s inside. Nestled within the plush velvet was a breath-taking necklace, its intricate design adorned with sparkling diamonds that glittered in the soft light. "Oh my god, Archer, it's beautiful," I exclaimed, my voice filled with awe as I admired the exquisite piece of jewelry, “How expensive is it?”

I pointed at the back room of the cabin. " What is the plan and what do you need me for? ".Instead of answering him I went to the back room and unlocked it. Inside the chests were covered in white clothes. I walked up to a box and stood beside it. Xavier followed my lid after a few seconds. His eyes rome on the boxes. " What is inside those boxes? ". My eyes swing at him from the back to the trunks on the floor. " Artificial silver bullet, arrows, swords, spears, daggers. They are all fake. They are only coated in silver paint". I folded my hand over my chest waiting for him to respond.

Arthur placed his sword in its sheath “Whatever the case may be, he will start showing signs any day now. I can’t wait to see what he can actually do, once his body attunes to the natural laws of the universe.” “Well it wasn’t easy setting up that ruse to glitch the randomizer. By the way, you talk about him almost as if he might be stronger than you,” Merlin taunted with a smirk. “He’s half a millenia too young to be able to stand against me. Do me a favor and have Myrddin give my father the report. On that note, I’m going to head to bed as well. Good luck in your matches, Merlin.” “Good luck to those who have to deal with me.”

Archer told Paris walking over to her. "I'll be fine," Paris lied, staring into his eyes. Archer nodded. He quickly moved from her reaching into his desk drawer. Paris watched him as he again approached her. Within his hand, he had a small, dark box. Archer opened the box and Paris saw a large, beautiful diamond ring. "This once belong to my mother before she has broken my father's heart," Archer told Paris reaching for her left hand. Paris's entire body trembled at his touch and her lips slowly parted as he slowly took the ring from the box and began to place the ring on her index finger. Paris bit her bottom as Archer gently slid the ring along her tiny finger.

Most of the rest was spread out among her various family members, and she’s extremely grateful for that. Archie turns up towards the end of the present opening, the vampire walks tall and smiles broadly at her, his long straight black hair tied into a neat ponytail, his warm bright blue eyes twinkling at her happily. He was six feet tall, and thin, and was known as a maker of various curiosities. He was carrying a large wooden box, about the size of an apple crate. He places it down on the table in front of her, it’s inlaid with delicate geometric marquetry on every side. She stands and comes around to him, giving him a deep bow. He smirks, she turns to George and jerks her head to Archie. H

“And all of you I suspect are familiar with the Archer Legacy. The legendary Archer bloodline that was chosen has to slay the vampiress--” “But through the daughters of the Archer bloodline.” Calyx gulped when she realized who spoke. It was Theodavian. She looked at him and nodded her head. He nodded and continued: “Yes, we’re familiar with the Archer Legacy. It’s also now been prophesized that the Slayer is a part of the Chosen Ones’ prophecy made by the great Shayla Seer.” “I-I am aware of that,” she stammered. She flushed at her stammering and bit her bottom lip as she looked at her old friends.

There are even a lot of Suarez Surnames, so I’m sure he’s not the only Revamonte, right? “Full name?” I had to make sure! Convincing myself will do nothing. “Wait,” she thought for a moment. “I think it was Percival Archer Revamonte III if I am not mistaken.” My hands went cold. I think I got suffocated for a bit. My breathing becomes heavy and I was bothered. I didn't even hear what he was announcing to the passengers! “Yanna, you should go back in front.” Joanna elbowed me.

“You’ve been acting so weird the last few days.” “I’m sorry,” He stopped his twitching legs and placed his sweaty palms on the table. “Archer,” She smiled, reaching for his hand. He gripped hers tightly and took a deep breath. “I want to talk to you.” “About?” Cara sat back in her seat as she tried to control the copious amount of emotions surfacing. Archer pushed back his chair and fisted his pocket, pulling out a tiny royal blue box and placing it on the table. Cara gasped at the box in front of her.

He didn't say anything; he just kept going until he found something. Archer pulled out a hard, black, sealed box, similar to the box he had found in my biological father's house. “This is what you were looking for,” Archer said. “It has the same symbol on it.” I sighed and fell to the floor, dead with rage, hugged the box, and swore an oath. “I swear I will find whoever did this to my parents, no matter how long it takes or how I do it; he will pay dearly for destroying my family,” I said angrily and Archer hugged me.