Novel & Cerita Archer Fanfic

What would have been a joyous occurrence ended up making him frown since that piece of document was enough to shatter everything Avery had built and worked for. “Ah,” Ian let out. “She just never stops, does she?” Ian said, walking out of Eloise's room downstairs, where Eloise and Avery had just concluded their discussion. “Oh, just about time. ‘I, Avery Archer, reject you, Ian Archer, alpha of the Raven Hills pack,” Avery said directly at Ian, who instantly froze on the stairs but he wasn’t the only one still. Eloise also seems to be holding her breath, especially after seeing the document Ian was holding.

Archer wanted to do more to Nian and seeing him gasping with his red cheeks from what he had just done to him was not helping, but he also was containing his anger, the one that was growing in his heart. He knew that at some point that anger would explode and he might even kill the leader of the Waterlife pack or her husband for daring to touch HIS Nian but for now he was paying attention to his mate, Nian was more important in those moments. Archer was never going to let Nian go to that house and he wanted to protect him... He thought of a lot of possible options but there was only one way to prevent someone else from touching his partner again... and what a better way than biting him? Link

The shadows reached out, tightening around me and choking me. "Archer, let go of me," I whispered. Archer tried to regain control of his power and approached me in a weakened state, caressing my cheeks. He looked disheveled, with a silver dagger pierced through his ribs some hurt before. Smiling, Archer collapsed, and I caught him, bearing his weight. Then, Leo entered the room, looking equally injured.

“That’s not love. That’s people looking for power.” “I’m sure you’ll find someone who isn’t power hungry,” I try and reassure him. Though, I’m not too sure he actually will. “I had someone,” Archer says. There’s a solemn shift in his voice. “She was beautiful. Inside and out.” He smiles to himself. “She was more than the love of my life. She was my best friend. Talented, smart, feisty. I think if we were trapped in a bubble forever, just the two of us, that would be the best life I could ever life.”

Hi, I just meet this awesome girl who help me editing this book. I truly appreciate your effort dear. I can't thank you enough... Thank you... Tiwana0768 Archer PoV "I am not going to marry anyone, most certainly not a women I don't know or even exist. To hell with your stupid business." I snap angrily towards my father and my grand father.

“Archer-” He bolted at her. She screamed and ran away up the path. The clearing soon came into view. She tripped, skidding backward. She flipped to look at him and- “Ahahaha!” he was laughing. “It’s a fake! We use these in practice!” “You…” she stuttered. Tears sprang to her eyes. “That was fucking cruel Archer!” “It was a joke!” he laughed. “Not a funny one!” she shouted. “Oh come on, relax!”

And I, well, I spent my mornings in war councils and my nights wrapped in furs beside her and the boy who'd already stolen the heart of the mountain. Archer. Gods, how he laughed now. He barely knew how to crawl, but he had this sound that came from his belly like thunder echoing in the ribcage of the world. And when he smiled, when his pale, otherworldly eyes locked with mine, I forgot what rage felt like. I forgot the taste of vengeance. We had a rhythm now. I'd return from the ridge line patrols each evening, furs soaked in mountain mist, hands rough with the rebuilding, and there he'd be, propped against Zeina's chest, one tiny fist in her hair and the other outstretched toward me.

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.

"Careful, I'm on the edge of doing something I'll regret, and you taunting me will not help." Archer laughs. "Chill. It's not like he has his tongue down her throat." He raises a brow. "They are dancing, and it's a dance." I snarl, which makes Archer take a step back. "Shit, Oak," he says, shaking his head. "I think you are in way too deep, buddy." I narrow my eyes and glare at my friend. "If that weasel so much as tries to kiss her, he'll be dead. Do you hear me?"

Fantasia said. “Yes, last time you said he saw you with Dante you said he was jealous, why don’t you make him jealous again and pretend not to care about him anymore,” Rain said. “Okay,” I nodded. The rain held my hand and patted it, I was deeply in love with Archer, the more I tried to forget him the more I kept thinking of him, I couldn’t do without him. “Girls, we have training today” Rain muttered. “Ohh, that’s true,” Fantasia said as she stood up.