Archer Heights Library Novels & Stories

"I said you a thousand times Leah that I saw him enter the library, I have no reason to lie" Archer got up too and settled on one of the shelves with a book, pretending to read it while he looked over his shoulder at Nian hiding behind a bookcase. "Archie!" When Leah found him she jumped to his body with a smile plastered on her face, Archer greeted her and hugged her. "What are you doing here guys?" he asks first sawing how they look at him confused. "Because we were looking for you" Max answers him laughing what else could they be doing there?

She stared at me for a while but decided not to ask any further. Ace's POV As I stepped into our family mansion, my mind was still clouded with the same thought and I was still confused. I was about to head to my quarter when I heard a deep chuckle behind me. I turned to see Archie standing there in only boxers, sweats filling his body, I guess he's just coming out from the gym. Archie is as tall as me and also well-defined like a god. You could say that we all shared that same trait, all over six feet tall and practically the same height but completely different character from the same blood.

"Wanted to see what you'd do. Let's goooo." "Stop shouting. You're embarrassing me." Archer's house is much nicer now there's no girl in it. I walk around, and I think the most beautiful part of the apartment is the view. We're on the 19th floor, and it feels like I can see everything. In the far distance is the school. "We didn't come sightseeing. Get naked and let's have some fun."

“This is that chance.” Archer unhooks his arms and steps closer. He towers over me, looking down. “Don’t get your hopes up,” he says.

Our path led to a massive indoor archery range. It had twenty lanes. Each lane was clearly marked out to 150 meters plus there was approximately 20 meters of back space where the observers and archers waiting their turn congregated. I recognized plenty of the women present. There were also three men - the other male new hires. The rest of us had made it through Week One.

lucky him! Archer, being the son of the present Beta male held the position of the future Beta of their pack, had short, spiky sandy brown hair, green hazel eyes, a built body, dressed in a white shirt that hugged his body, showing off his belly abs, black jean jacket with a pair of black boots. Archer was also mated but to a male and the two loved each other dearly, not Minding the fact that they were the same sex. Karenina, the mother of their little group had short red hair that fell to her shoulders, greyish orbs, wearing a red top, black jeans, and red shoes, Karenina had also found her mate while their other friends, Jenny and Chris died a year ago from longing.

" Marry ? Of course she will be my wife , but my girl is not ready yet " " Can we call in a fight ? with the downtown group ?" Archer shook his head . " We kill all of them at once , i don't wanna waste my time and men in fighting with those fuckers . Just start a fire in that house . I want that land in my name till next month . "

“Ah!” Archer cried out in pain, his right knee buckling. “What the fuck?!” “You ok?” Eli asked, jogging over. The group had been packing down their tents, planning to reach the edge of the Draconic Ridge mountains to cross the Thoracic or Abdominal sections by the end of the day. “I just felt this sharp pain in my hip and thigh, and it just sent me down,” Archer growled. “Let me get Heather to have a look,” Eli said.

There's no going back at this point. “Where are the torches?” It’s another question on my mind amidst the countless thoughts that plague me. “Oh, over there.” He points up ahead and at first, I don’t see what he’s pointing to but then I realize it’s because it’s that far away. I look at the two extremely tall pillars more than 50 meters high and a good distance away, and fall into full-blown panic. Oh shit. There’s no way I can shoot an arrow that high in the sky and hit my target square on with the hard bow and string that feels like it’s made of iron.

I wouldn’t want him to notice me and think I was following him. Pulling my hair back with my sunglasses, my eyes readjust to being inside. Archie just turned the corner at the back of the library, so I bend down on the library counter, adjusting my breasts so that they almost fall out of the white edge of my very snug dress bodice. “Have you seen my fiancé?” my tongue rolls with an exaggerated French pronunciation. “I seem to have lost him. He’s just over 6ft tall, blue eyes, very handsome and…”