Archer Fanart Novels & Stories

I whispered. The tattoo of the Aurora Sword in its dagger form slid up my leg and torso then down my arm. It materialized in my hand. I sliced my finger and dripped the blood on the page. The blood turned into a pair of pink wings with a black and white sword crisscrossed through them. "I'm glad we have a deal. We will send reinforcements to your territories edge to keep The Grange at bay." Archer stood. "It is nice to have met you... You know, I didn't get your name."

Hunter was roaring viciously and they had shifted back to their human forms. Happiness twinkled in her eyes upon seeing Hunter punching Armando ruthlessly as blood splurts out of his mouth.

I used to be an A-list celebrity. Now, I was an E-lister who was still extremely famous… or infamous, so to speak. My fanbase basically consisted of fans who loved me, haters who hated me, and anti-fans who used to love me but now hated me. The polarization in my fanbase was severe, to say the least. Someone claimed that Pierce and I were a match made in heaven. I liked seeing comments like this the most, so I dumped a shit ton of money into grooming my comment section to only show similar comments.

I rip my arm from his grasp again and I say, “Yes, you are. You have no right to talk to me since you broke up with me. Get lost, Zane.” Archer comes towards us and asks, “Is there some problem here?” He looks between the two of us and Zane lets out a low growl. Archer’s eyes darken showing his wolf is under the surface and he says in a low tone, “This isn’t the place, Zane.” Zane looks at me and back at Archer before walking off and heading inside with some of his buddies. Archer looks at me with an eyebrow cocked up and he asks, “Are you okay, Ri?”

He flashed his Mr cool smile and said , "Hi ,do you mind me sitting here" , pointing at the space next to him "No I don't mind. I just wonder why you acted like you don't know methe other day ", she replied haste looking flustered. Archer smiled at her expression, "she looks nervous, which even compliment her beauty", he thought to himself. Archer had an unknown oneside crush on Marianna when they kids at Keegan ,the girl is extremely shy and innocent which he find interesting.

Archer. Archer used to do this. He was the king of the "protective" gesture. He’d hold the umbrella, shield me from the crowds, and whisper sweet, hollow promises of security. He’d wrapped me in a velvet cage of attention, only to rip the floor out from under me without a second thought. My eyes stung. The memory of Archer’s "softness" felt like a slow-acting poison. Every gentle thing Jovan did felt like a trap I was waiting to walk into.

Archers prepareban with arrows Incendiary, all got the Shoot, a exception of one that is Happened, to the second Tried was too much late upon seeing a fret was paralyzed, a creature of more of 2 meters of yellowish color, which does not give him Removing the look, trembled to the degree of lowering the bow, the fret began to wave the bowler and I throw it against the archer, the chains comprimieron his chest to the extent of dying crushed. Thanks to this the trasgos began to enter, Almir reacted and fired the other arrow, with which the retaining wall was finished, the orcs and ogres were left outside the city, alone Had that battling with the 10 fret,was more easy since they were 55 soldier

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They didn't know what to do with themselves. Archer's hands glowed gold as he worked on Sable's chest wound. The gash was deep, and her body was thin from years of surviving on nothing but snow and stubbornness, but she was fighting. Through the third bond, I felt Archer's exhaustion and his determination. He wouldn't let her die. Not after everything.

"Do it now. Mommy and Uncle Wren can't step inside if your toys are still strewn at the door." "Uncle Wren?" Archer poked his head behind his mother's body to find a man in a short-sleeved shirt and jeans waving at him. "Hi, I'm Wren." "I'm Archie. Are you mommy's friend?" "I'm your mommy and daddy's friend. Wow, what a messy room. Your mother will be nagging all day.” "Mommy is very fierce." Archer picked up the puzzles after getting a fierce glare from Lexie. He did it in a hurry and put them in the bucket quickly.