Archer Queen R34 Novels & Stories

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

Queen Valerie is very Courteous and intelligent, Every one knew that if the Queen, had a daughter ,she would learn a lot of thing from her because she is Very skilled in Martial arts and archery too and was a virtuous woman. She is known as the fastest female archer in the town, she was known for her Speed when she shot down a pilgrim falcon which had Flown very high and was almost disappearing in the Cloud with an arrow that was given to her by her grandfather was when she earned that title.

“Do come in, since you want that so much.” The queen's mother stepped in carrying a tray of beers. Archer stared at her in shock. It wasn’t like her to do this, but here she was with these drinks. “Mom, you understand there is a war going on out there, right?” He asked calmly. “I know it.” She pulled herself down to the floor and looked right into Archer’s eyes. Alpha Archer noted that her eyes were kind and full of light. “I hope you know what you’re doing?” He scoffed, angrily. “I do.”

She says with a small giggle. "You will stop second guessing your abilities to lead and you will rule right beside your mate. That is an order." She jokes with a hint of seriousness. I nod and smile up at her. She holds her hand out and a golden staff apears. I immediately bow down and she dubs me Queen of werewolves by tapping the staff on both of my shoulders. "I now dub thee Mackenzie Roseline Lathen as Queen of werewolves and Luna of the royal pack. Do you accept?" She asks and I look up at her.

Lord Elliot ensured that they would not be prepared for a major attack and gave them a high chance of taking over the kingdom. The long-awaited day has arrived. King Horux led his troops to raid at the appointed time. There was a great war that night. The Arabour Kingdom, which at that time was unprepared, had fallen into the hands of the enemy. Queen Eliza left with her two loyal maids, Anne and Hazel. When they just left the room, they were confronted by several soldiers of the enemy kingdom. Hazel decided to fight them with the sword in hand, while Queen Eliza and Anne fled. Carrying a baby, they fled through a secret royal passage that led to the Lordwood Forest. When they were about to

* Alpha Archer * Victory should have felt like triumph, because I worked hard to get it. However it felt different. The cheering on the mountain, the roaring of the crowd, the blinding flare of the Alpha King's seal as it marked me the champion of the trials, those were sounds and sights I had dreamed of since I was a child. To win my battles. Yet as I stood before the throne, the weight of the final proclamation settled over my shoulders like chains. "Alpha Archer of the Western Pack," the herald declared. "You are the victor of the Summit. By decree of the Alpha King, you are to be granted a royal fiancée, the strongest she-wolf of the Silver Division. Princess Lyra."

she exclaimed, her joy palpable. At that moment, the queen, accompanied by the two princes and the consort, entered the field. The princes, upon seeing Rara with the bow, exchanged solemn glances. Their expressions hardened as they observed the king’s approving smile directed at Rara. Prince Ariel, feeling a twinge of jealousy, approached with a challenge. “What’s so impressive about hitting the target once? Watch this!” Prince Xavier, not wanting to be left out, joined him. Both princes took their turns with the bow, demonstrating their exceptional skill. They released arrows with flawless precision, each arrow finding its mark.

Everyone dropped back to their chairs, and she cleared her throat. “Firstly, I should like to congratulate Jaterius of Rockdale for his victory in the archery contest today. He has made it clear that he is the finest shot amongst you.” There was a round of applause as Jate’s face turned crimson. “Of course, you have won your place with the princess this evening.” Jate couldn’t even lift his eyes to recognize the queen’s statement, he looked so self-conscious.

"The queen has suffered from collateral damage." At the mention of Rosalie, Laurel dared not comment further. She bowed her head and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, your kindness is boundless. Her Majesty, the queen, will surely be grateful to you." In the royal stable, Richard accompanied the king in horseback archery practice. "Your Majesty, regarding Her Majesty, the queen—" Whoosh! George released the arrow, hitting the bullseye squarely. Seated atop his horse, bow in one hand, and his hair bound by a purple jade crown, his dark eyes emitted a chilling intensity as he gazed into the distance.

Brandon lowered his head, pressing his lips against the warm skin behind Robin’s ear, his voice loud enough to echo in the private box: "The necklace is fifty million, Robin. But the queen wearing it is priceless." Up on the balcony, framed by diamonds and draped in emerald fire, Robin rested her hand over Brandon’s forearm, looking down at the ruined, terrified faces of Dane and Nicole below with a chilling, victorious smile.