Archer Fanfic Novels & Stories

"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.

He began strolling back toward his bed. I was on his heels. “More often than not!” He shrugged. “Archer is just as bad as me but you’re fawning all over him.” “Archer is kind to me to. He brings me berries and sometimes holds my hand.” “Oh, impressive.” He rounded to mutter down at me. “He’s clearly a seducer of maids...” Goading me so far, that even my hair felt like it was on fire. My skin burning in furious rage. I curled my hands into fists that itched to strike him.

Among them Archer was the first one to have a child that made them all interested in his new daughter. Archer thought back to the scenes this afternoon. Her flashed embarrassed face was still engraved in his mind. What should he tell his friends? That he felt attracted to his adopted daughter because he hadn't got laid for sometimes now?

I abruptly pulled away from his grasp, clutching a pillow in front of me, glaring at him with sharp, wary eyes. I had no idea who he was! "What?! Who did you say is your boyfriend?!" Justin's eyes bulged with anger, and he slammed his fist on the bedside table. Raleigh was his archenemy, ever since childhood! He had consistently been defeated by Raleigh, nurturing a profound hatred for him that he couldn't even articulate. As I looked around the empty hospital room, then at Justin, who was approaching with growing fury, I shouted anxiously, "Don't touch me! I don't know you!"

Shouldn't you be busy being worshipped by your fan club? His mouth curves in that dangerous half-smile. "Why? Jealous you're not a member?" "I'd rather swallow glass." "Always so dramatic, Lilypad." He steps closer, using the nickname he knows makes me want to commit a felony. "Are you sure you don't want an autograph? I could sign something personal. Your bra, maybe?" I feel heat flood my face. "Touch my bra and I will make sure you lose a hand, Archer." "Promises, promises." He's standing too close now. "So, trouble in paradise?"

she said through gritted teeth, her composure shattering. Archie turned back slowly, shrugging her hand off. “Well,” he said calmly, “there’s a first time for everything.” Her eyes narrowed dangerously. “You sure about that?” she asked softly. “Because if you refuse, I might just tell everyone that you’re a pervert.” Archie’s expression didn’t change, but his jaw clenched. “Oh, don’t give me that look,” Elsa went on, her voice dropping into a sly whisper. “Archie Quinn, heir to the Frostfang Pack, secretly watches girls. Sounds scandalous, doesn’t it?”

And because of him, I slowly managed to ponder what kind of relationship I truly wanted. And my heart seems to sing Archer’s name too. I just finished arranging my father’s library in his office when my cousin called my name out. “Kiera, look! Come!” What she showed me brought my hope and dream to be with Archer down: Alpha Archer is hugging an unfamiliar girl, their smiles brighter than the light of day. I sank to the floor. It brings a painful memory, particularly of Axel’s and Jeneva’s. Was Alpha Archer’s kindness towards me just a game? An illusion?

They'll be disappointed, maybe even scold me but at the end of it all, I'll be in a proper house away from everything. "You're retarded. That's what you are. A fucking delusional retard and I can't stand you. You or your brother. I hate you both." In all my years of associating with Archer, he's never been violent. That's a more Ander trait. But in this moment, Archer grabs my face. His nails dig in my face and neck. He pulls me closer to him, his pupils dark and dilated. "No you don't! You don't and you fucking can't. I don't give you any right Vicky. I love you, can't you understand that? What else do I have to do?"

Taking a patient breath, I rub my index finger and thumb over the bridge of my nose and tighten my lips. “Okay, Priest, cut to the chase, and tell me what you need.” Priest shrugs and straightens up from his perch. “The boy’s name is Connor…Connor Archer.” I jolt in shock, then look at the boy. Blinking my eyes several times, I try to comprehend why the boy’s name surprises me. It’s not like it’s a rare surname. Yet, a small part of me knows there’s more to this coincidence. Before I know it, I’m walking into the room. As soon as he sees me, the boy’s eyes widen in shock. My eyes roam over his features. His hair is dark, and his eyes are a cobalt blue─ like mine. Hunter stops next to me and