Archer Queen R34 Novels & Stories

Sworn enemies yet, she is the only woman who can put out the fire in our bloodlines. “What are you waiting for, Leo? A fucking invitation? Shoot her knees!” My father orders. I cock the gun, waiting for Zeyneps’ jaded-coloured irises to meet mine, and when they do, I wink at her. Quickly, I lift my arm and press the gun in my grasp against the side of my father’s head, with my index finger resting on the trigger. “Long live the Defiant Queen, Zeynep Volkov, heir of the true Artemis ‘Wolf’ Volkov,” I say in a firm tone and pull the trigger, murdering my father.

Like a dog, she thought to herself but when Hegi pulled the chair out and she made to sit until a sharp voice from the door halted her. "You will not sully the queen's seat with your filthiness." All eyes in the hall turned to the presence at the door. Mare remembered her from the painting she had stopped to stare at on the day of the Dragon's birth celebration, the day when her troubles truly began. It was the princess of Arlankis and her golden hair, much like the prince's was pulled back. Hers was twisted into a series of complicated braids, short tendrils of unruly hair framed a perfectly boned face. Her eyes, like the rest of the family, were an icy blue that spoke volumes of her hatred

The woman pulled the laces tight. I made a sound I didn't mean to make. Like all the air got pushed out of me at once. There was no silk against my skin this time. It was body armor. Heavy and stiff and so tight around my ribs that every breath I took had to be small and careful. The kind of tight that reminded you it was there every single second. The dress on top of it was dark red velvet. Heavy. It touched the floor all the way around. That was the point... it covered the gun strapped to my right thigh completely.

Arles motions everyone to sit while he keeps standing. “Good evening, the immortals of Zaeris. This evening is unlike any other because we’ve been graced by the presence of our future queen!” As soon as he finishes speaking, the whole room roars up with cheers. The faces cheering for me look dull and dead except for Archander and Haestus. “To the queen!” Arles raises his glass in the air while he looks down at me. “TO THE QUEEN!” Everyone echoes him, raising their glasses. I don’t know what to do so I nod lightly.

asked Andreas while giving a bow to the woman with golden blonde hair. "Of course! Archery is a basic thing that must be mastered before becoming a Queen, even a Lady because it can aim at its enemies without being noticed," explained Zaina while pulling the bowstring. She was pointing her arrows to where Amanda was. Illarion immediately stood in front of the woman, using his index finger to slide Queen Zaina's arrowhead towards the target. "But don't let you choose the wrong enemy," he said.

Raven looked around the room—at the fear in the eyes of warriors and Alphas who had faced a thousand battles but didn’t know how to fight what was coming. “We prepare,” she said. And she meant it. That afternoon, she returned to the Archives with Kade and Maya. The carved doors groaned as they opened, revealing the still-glowing murals on the walls. This time, Raven didn’t hesitate. She walked to the third mural—the one partially hidden in shadow. The Forgotten Queen. She stared at the image: a woman with silver hair, blood on her hands, and eyes that burned with moonlight. Around her neck was the same crescent mark Raven bore.

"Why is it far away?" "So you have time to prepare" "There's no point. One week, three months, the result will still be the same. Gardenia will best me. I'm not about to prepare just to die." "You can also win. You just need to practice. It'll just be games. Archery, hunting and sword fighting" "I really don't care" "You're giving up without even trying. After four centuries, my Lycan has just began bonding with who he recognises as a mother and you just want to leave without trying?"

They all formed a closed circle around me so they could all hear me. “Ok I know they have one of the warriors on their team but it’s going to be ok. You know how I know?” I asked and they all shook their heads. “Because I’m the Queen remember? And you and you and you are all queens, and all you boys are the alphas.” I started to see smiles appear on across their faces. “Now last time I checked, Queens and Alphas outrank warriors right?” “YEAH!” They all shouted together.

Then, the Alpha queen's loud squeaky voice cut through the atmosphere and everywhere went silent. “High profile females from across the wereworld, today marks the first stage of your competition. You have your arrows and your bows and then your targets. Mind you, you have four attempts to hit the targets in front of you and your scores would be recorded immediately. Your aims should be the two bull's eyes, so when you see the yellow flag being raised, you start. When it's red, you stop!" She took her seat. Thereafter, the yellow flag was raised. Without thinking twice, I inhaled sharply and steadied myself. My mind went to the moments Beta Adrian taught me how to practice archery and I kept

His arms were still holding me close to him and I wasn’t going to protest against that either. He’s my boyfriend. Why would I protest against this? “You were going to show her how to get me?” He asked me. Well… “Who would know how to do that better than I do?” I shrugged. Archer chuckled, shaking his head at me. “You are something else, woman.” He muttered. I smiled at that as I gently pulled away from Archer and walked around the desk to the girl, smiling at her. “Let me introduce myself properly.” I said, smiling kindly at her. “I’m Mia Queen, daughter of the famous businesswoman, Catherine Queen. And oh yeah! Archer’s girlfriend.” I bowed dramatically in front of her.