Archer Queen R34 Novels & Stories

Nelson held the bow in his hand to admire, his eyes shining at the regal beauty it brought. Everyone present at that place looked at the bow and arrow without feeling envious, wanting to touch it once to see how it felt to hold such a valuable item. Katherine, seeing Nelson's passion, stepped forward and said: “This bow is called The King. The accompanying arrows are named Power, Lightning, Water, Fire and The Queen, respectively. The hardness of these arrows can penetrate three layers of iron armor without bending or breaking…” Katherine paused for a moment, saw that no one, even Alice had no opinion, took a breath, and continued:

She scoffs. I raise an eyebrow. “You are mated to three Kings, my love. That makes you Queen in three different Realms.” A flush heats her cheeks, she whispers oh softly, hiding her face in my chest. “You’ll get used to it, I promise.” “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to being treated like a Queen.” Jamari mumbles into my chest, getting chuckles out of everyone in the room.

King Uri, the Fire King, was calling me. "You murderer!" I screamed as my hands were moving on their own. I saw his eyes widening as I sent an ice arrow straight to his heart. But in the last second, Queen Cyra stepped in front of him, and her lips let out a scream of agony as the arrow pierced her heart. Another Queen was dead.

To save their plague-stricken region, they offered hundreds of crates of supplies and 300 trained warriors each year in exchange for the epidemic antidote I had created. "Healer Megan, tomorrow the North Kingdom's Alpha King will arrive with their council. I will announce at the handover ceremony that I will take you as my mate. Jerry will also officially become my son under the witness of the pack elders and the Moon Goddess," Milo informed me. He gently held me in his arms, and I felt my heart overflow with his love. … The next day, Milo, Jerry, and I had just arrived at the site where the handover ceremony would take place when a familiar voice called out through the wind.

"We're in," "Thank you so much," "I'm your slave from today" The group responded with various exclamations, their excitement evident. "Okay, then it's settled," Lea said, laughing lightly. ---- In the magical world of dragons... Queen Elizabeth Vetrov of the Kingdom of Asterin sat in her office, poring over documents, when her assistant, Allen, knocked on the door. "Enter," she called. "Good morning, my dear queen," Allen greeted as he stepped into the office, closing the doors behind him.

Nash informed. “What is happening?” the voice asked. “I did what you asked, now touch me and let me touch you,” the man growled. “I will be anything for you, Luna…” “Sure, I will touch you, after all, a promise is a promise, but I didn’t promise where I will touch you,” I spoke as I walked up to him, “And I am not Luna…” I growled as I extended my claws and pressed them right where he was pushing a blade on my mate’s throat. “I am a Queen… I am the Alpha Queen…”

A man on the boat reached out his hand to help me up. His face was hidden in shadow, but I could see a scar running down his cheek. I watched the flames and bid farewell to my former self. From this moment on, there was no more Serena Ferrari. From now on, I would become my own queen.

“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?”

Unknown to Dareon, his wife is a skilled archer that no one can beat even their male warriors at the Kingdom of Gold Valley. Princess Shelyca then grabbed the bow and arrow and counted the arrow inside its quiver. She got twenty-five arrows. “Perfect!” she muttered. She climbed their hovel’s attic and from the attic’s small window, she could easily see all of the running half-horse, half-human creatures. She could also see that their soldiers avoided to come near the centaurs first, a good tactic that she guessed Dareon taught them, which is also more favorable to her. She could easily shoot each of the centaurs. She then saw Dareon with his swords standing bravely, waiting for any centaur t

PRINCE ARCHER had been walking for nearly half an hour, his sword on his right hip, his bow and arrow and some nets and traps on a knapsack on his back, when he spotted Aurora, her bright red hair glimmering under the rays of the sun. She was crouched on one of her traps, holding a fat, brownish rabbit. “Aurora!” he called. She turned to look at the sound of his voice, her eyebrows furrowing. Despite her unwelcoming expression, he still felt joy in his chest upon seeing the lady again. He jogged towards her, only stopping when he was an arm’s length away from her.