Archer Fanfic Novels & Stories

He is, nonetheless, attractive. "Archer, buddy, I remember you bringing her home, right?" He stated. "Alex, shut your damn mouth!" With a shake of his head, Percival sipped from his glass. I noticed the woman's grin disappear when he looked at Percival, who was gazing at me. Flirting with him when his buddies are there will be uncomfortable. I was suddenly pulled to the beer pong table by Sam. We were playing with two unknown strangers, and I felt that the other man liked me since he would let me drink the paper cup whenever he shot a ball on it. I was buzzed, and Sam was overjoyed that the other guy was subtly flirting with her.

As I realised who that other male was, Archer slapped the thought from my mind! "She's OUR mate!" Archer roared, trying to fight me for control, but I was in my element, fueled by adrenaline and passion, forcing him back into the blackness of my mind. I groaned into the heated room. With each jerk of my hips, I could feel the dildo ramming into her a little more, claiming her ass and pussy with every harsh thrust. Her sweet moans of euphoria bounced around the room, mixing with my frenzied passionate cries.

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 saw her from the corner of his eye as he reached into his trouser leg pocket for another arrow. He winced in pain, when his fingers wrapped around the slender arrow. He swore under his breath, cursing the fact that he had injured his arrow and sword hand for a girl who didn’t even care. The proposal had played in his mind the entire night and when he woke up in the morning the first thing he did was to get a healer and his trainer. He was going to force his hand to heal and his heart would soon follow. Adalia saw t

I was uncomfortable with the way he was moving but I didn’t pull away and I watched archer through the corner of my eye his glass of ember liquid hadn’t been touched and he smashed that glass with his bare hand as his eyes widened when Zero grabs my ass. Archer pushes Zero away and moves me behind him Zero was stunned at first then he came face to face with Archer. “What’s your problem man?” “Don’t ever fucking put your hands on her like that again,” Zero looks over at me then back at Archer. “She didn’t seem to mind. So why don’t you take a hike buddy?” Archer steps forward. “Leave now, before I lose control,” Zero shakes his head and steps closer toward Archer. They were nose to nose.

He might be the devil and the reason behind my problems but his warm body is still a little too comfortable and nice. And I’m turning into an alien with feelings… “No one is ready to help me train because they’re scared that if I somehow get hurt, you will kill them.” I complained. “It’s getting annoying!” I pouted. “I won’t kill them.” Archer stated. “Well, not at first. I would like to torture them first till they beg me to take their life and then I will kill them.” He explained, making me groan in annoyance. Ugh! I’m actually considering killing someone at this point!

“Rember generalizations, and you can say anything.” “How exactly is Archer? And how can I get out of this?” I saw a glimmer of hope if I had this woman on my side. “Archer is a more vial creature than your father. It’s bad. I’ve been instructed to tell you not to fight back and always say yes. He won’t hurt you if there is no challenge. He enjoys breaking someone's will.” She rolled her eyes and slammed her fists into the seat. “But even then, there is no guarantee. They want you pregnant as soon as possible. Are your heats regular yet?”

He also grimaced when he bit him. "Hhmm…Ar… Archer… " Beam whines but it sounded like a moan. "What… are… you… doing… ?" Beam breathlessly asked the obvious. "Making love with my wife" Archer Grey briefly muttered. Archer continues to nuzzle his face on Beam's skin until he already hovers above him planting fervent kisses. Archer looked drunk, his face dark with passion. Beam's scent and the feel of his flawless skin are making him drunk.

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.

Archer's POV I noticed that Farrell was engulfed in a fight with Alpha Ryan and saw that it was my chance to get rid of him once and for all. I held the bow in my hand and positioned the arrow in the middle. I retracted the arrow and shot it in his direction. " Farrell," I heard a familiar voice scream out loud, it was star's, her body was running towards Farrell and she pushed him out of the way to take the arrow. " Starrrrrr," Farrell and I screamed out in shock.

“Of course, you’d pull something like this.” I ignored their exchange and stepped forward, my hands trembling. “Archer, what are you doing? Why are you acting like this? Your friends, everyone—we don’t understand your behavior! It’s so weird, so… wrong!” His gaze snapped back to me, fierce and unyielding. “You think it’s easy for me, Katrina? It’s not! Do you know what it’s like to sleep in that fucking big house, pretending everything’s fine, when all I want to do is crawl into my father’s room and wrap my hands around his neck?”