Archer's Voice Quotes Novels & Stories

Jax taunted, his voice dripping with malice as they stood over Archer’s bludgeoned body. “Archer…” Amani sobbed, her voice breaking at the sight of him. Archer’s breaths were short and labored as he lay helpless on the ground. “Let… her go, Jax. I’ll do… whatever you want,” he rasped, his voice barely audible. Jax spat on Archer’s face. “You failed me, Archer! I thought you might come here and do something worthwhile for a change! What the hell was I thinking?! I’m ashamed you came from my loins—your sister has more balls than you!”

Archer spins me around as I hum the music everyone is staring at us but that doesn’t seem to bother Archer as he twirls me and pulls me back close to him and sways me side to side. “I hope life will treat you kind And I hope that you have all that you ever dreamed of And I wish you joy and happiness but above all of this I wish you love And I will always love you, I will always love you. I will always love you…” Once I finished the singing and Archer dipped me and slowly brought me back up he pulled me close and whispers in my ear. “You have a beautiful voice. But you could have picked a better song,” He says letting me go and he walks back over to the bar and orders another drink.

Archer’s hand tightened around mine, his expression dark as he tried to pull me away from Lawrence. But Lawrence wasn’t done. His voice took on a somber tone as he looked between Archer and me. “Both of you will encounter many obstacles before you gain freedom. I wish you two a long and fulfilling life.” Archer didn’t wait for him to finish, already dragging me away. “Archer! You’re rude…” I whispered, my voice low so only he could hear. He glanced down at me, his eyes hard. “Lawrence is a psycho. Are you really going to waste your time and energy on his bullshits?”

He took a tentative step towards her, and she raised the sword on his face. “Stay where you are. If you take one more step, I will not hesitate to hurt you. Now answer my question.” Archer remembered the first time he saw a waterfalls. He was only ten, and was taken by his father the King to a journey to the West, to pay his respects when Lord Vasil, the husband of Elder Ermentrude, passed away from severe pain in his stomach. Behind the family’s castle was an enormous waterfalls supplying water to the river around the place. When he first caught sight of the falls, the water glittering in the sunlight, the birds and crickets singing along to the music made by the cascade of the huge volume

He laughed out loud as if what I said was a joke. "Wait..." Archer stood up straight. "Did...did you just say you saw...my brother kill people brutally?" Archer shook his head, smiling, "yeah, I saw it. How he killed that poor man mercilessly!" "Calm down. Didn't I already tell you I won't let anything happen to you? I will take care of you like you should have taken care of yourself. It might sound weird, but I want you to trust me, I won't let anything happen to you.."

My voice refused to come, my body frozen in the hurt. And then— “Back the fuck off, Ciara.” Archer’s voice was sharp, cutting through the air as he strode up, his usual grin replaced by something far darker. He stepped between us, his height dwarfing hers, eyes narrowed dangerously. Ciara blinked, taken aback for a split second before regaining her smirk. “Oh look, Prince Charming to the rescue. How cute. Protecting your little Juju again?” “Don’t call her that,” Archer snapped, his voice low, warning. “You don’t get to say her name like that. And you sure as hell don’t get to tear her down because you’re bitter Grayson dumped your ass.”

“Archer-” He bolted at her. She screamed and ran away up the path. The clearing soon came into view. She tripped, skidding backward. She flipped to look at him and- “Ahahaha!” he was laughing. “It’s a fake! We use these in practice!” “You…” she stuttered. Tears sprang to her eyes. “That was fucking cruel Archer!” “It was a joke!” he laughed. “Not a funny one!” she shouted. “Oh come on, relax!”

I'm not sure what's going through his head right now. "Augustus!" I couldn't keep my voice down. But I startled as Archer was about to slash me in the face with his sword once again. When I looked at him, my eyes widened. "Cease and desist, Archer! Are you sure you don't remember who I am?! " Augustus burst out laughing when he heard what I had to say. I also saw him shaking his head, as if he were trying to communicate to me that he was dissatisfied.

Archer's sad tone filled the atmosphere, causing me to roll my eyes. "That's how you greet your alpha now?" I retorted. "Good evening Alpha Farrell." He muttered in mockery before lifting his angry eyes to meet my relaxed ones. "Why?" He questioned, abandoning his meal. "They were useless." I plainly answered, grabbing a drink from the table but before I brought the cup to my mouth he was talking again. "And whose judgment was that?" Archer's tone was demanding and it pissed me off. "Watch your tone Archer or I swear on the goddess."

Lavina–POV "Archer," I whispered. He turned his gaze to me, his face filled with concern, but his eyes darted around, scanning our surroundings. "What are you doing out here so late?" I inquired. "Who was that man who tried to attack you?" Archer's voice was filled with a protective edge.