Archer S3 Novels & Stories

My Baby Daddy It is well into the afternoon, Archer and I have done so much work. He updated me on the latest company progress and I have to say I couldn't have done better. Archer is a perfectionist, businesslike and reliable. His deals with third parties are always watertight, he keeps to agreements punctually and is no-nonsense with fickle and tricky customers. I have read a few contracts and am very impressed. And when we went through the financial numbers, there came the surprise of my life.

Archer , " To the outside world ,you hate your daughter !! But ,you love your daughter and trying to Abduct the whole property as yours . Don't ever , dream like that !!..... I am a forest fire.....I won't stop if I .... started burning.... There won't be....any mercy...."

Archer nods, “Yes, it is. You are one of mine, and I will look out for you.” Archer turns to look at the man with the reddish-brown hair and says, “Brandon, oversee this so they get anything they need.” Brandon nods in confirmation, and Archer asks, “Do you mind if we still bowl?” The owner’s mate walks forward with a gracious smile: “Anything you want, sir; we appreciate your business.” Archer nods with a smile and turns back to my brothers and me as he says, “Well, that was eventful. My name is Archer, and these are my friends Brandon and Caleb. Would you like to join us in a game of bowling?”

I chuffed at that and glanced at Beth to see her eyes phased out again. “They’re returning. Your friend, Archer too. From the eastern border,” she said, one hand encouraging me to go. I took off and ran as fast as I could without shifting. ‘Arch, can you hear me?’ I linked out into the universe on repeat hoping he could hear me. ‘Well if it isn’t sleeping beauty,’ he wisecracked. I was relieved he was in good enough shape to joke. ‘We’re almost to the center of the territory, I’ll shift in a minute…’ he added.

Archer whispered, talking about my vampire speed. I smiled. In a way, I hadn't gotten used to it entirely either. "As I said, I have a job for you. Three jobs, actually. Housekeeper, my personal blood bank, and," I stepped closer, moving slowly this time, "my sexual entertainment." "What the hell is sexual entertainment? Do you want to hook up with me?" "Is that what kids call it these days?" "Anything other than sexual entertainment, yes," Archer replied. I reached out and touched Archer’s chin, tipping it upward so he had to look into my eyes. His chest heaved with heavy breaths, though his heartbeat slowly settled as he challenged himself not to panic.

He did not even see what the enemy looked like. It was really an expert archer! He raised his head, glanced around, and shouted, “Hey, if you’re capable, come out and fight with me. Don’t hide like a coward!” As soon as he spoke, some sounds were heard from a bush from far away. A muscular man, who had exquisite features, was holding a longbow and carrying arrows on his back while walking out. This man was Sagittarius from Twelve Golden Zodiacs, the organization under Thomas! He had outstanding archery skills, and he was the top expert in ambushing and shoot-to-kill.

Archer with a laugh. "That's exactly what I want," he tells me, smiling and sitting down next to me. "We must show the king that Athena is still active, that no matter how much wolfsbane I give you, we must wait. I try to postpone this madness as much as I can, but I need her help too. " "I can't shift," says Athena and this time she mindlinks directly to Dr. Archer, socking him and socking me too. "I am not in a healthy condition. I need a few more days to get back to normal. "

I held the bowstring, preparing my fingers to let go of the arrow as I gasp for air. Archery has been my preference. It gives me a calm mood and I often uses it to reduce my anger or grief within my chest. As I let go of the arrow, it directly darted toward the target and I sigh in relief upon witnessing how it pierced through the center. "Not bad at all," I whispered and a smirk escaped from my edges. Mayhaps I must go home and assemble myself for the night's lantern exhibition. As I have my departure, I notice a silhouette from afar. The butts aren't distant from the forest I used to stay in. Out of my interest, my feet hasten to tail the figure of a woman. I could evidently glimpse how sh

“How could I have forgotten.” “Well! I have three powerful wolves with me,” she sang as she beamed at us. “Surely you could give me a hand when I need it.” Archer jumped out of the car and started to pull off his top, unbuttoning his jeans; he kicked off his shoes and proceeded to remove his boxers. I knew exactly what he was thinking. Turning, I looked at Ayla. Her eyes were wide, and her face was the colour of beetroot. It was hilarious but adorable at the same time.

It wasn’t Xander but the other one, Archer. She had guessed right about the arrow. Archer had a silver bow in his hand. It was magnificent. There was a carving on it and at both tips a jewel. She saw his muscles flex as he raised the bow, leading her to believe it was heavy. Her eyes were stuck on the muscles between his shoulder blades as his arm pulled back and released, sending a white arrow into a ball that had been catapulted into the air. ***