Archer S3 Novels & Stories

As I’m shifting everything in the bag – if I turn the shampoo sideways, I’m sure I can fit another pair of socks in here – Archer knocks on my open door. Standing in the doorway, he’s changed into an all-black ensemble like we’re going on some kind of special ops mission. He looks good though, just like he does in everything. That black long-sleeved t-shirt is stretched over the muscly expanse of his chest, showing every dip and line. I shake my head a little and scold myself. We can’t be distracted by Archer’s hotness right now! We have to protect my mom! I force myself back to my work of fitting way too much into a bag that’s much too small.

I was left there, standing in the middle of the plaza, recalling tidbits of information about the previous timeline. Archer is a hunter who is talented and is quick on his feet whenever someone is in trouble. His power is one of a kind. Though it may seem strong, it has one flaw—he could not take numerous tiny foes all at the same time. This makes Belzeebub the only demon that Archer could not face and he is also the one who killed Archer in the past.

lucky him! Archer, being the son of the present Beta male held the position of the future Beta of their pack, had short, spiky sandy brown hair, green hazel eyes, a built body, dressed in a white shirt that hugged his body, showing off his belly abs, black jean jacket with a pair of black boots. Archer was also mated but to a male and the two loved each other dearly, not Minding the fact that they were the same sex. Karenina, the mother of their little group had short red hair that fell to her shoulders, greyish orbs, wearing a red top, black jeans, and red shoes, Karenina had also found her mate while their other friends, Jenny and Chris died a year ago from longing.

Chris snorted on the other end of the phone and said " I don't need any other pack's support. My pack is the strongest and largest among all the packs and I am perfectly capable of handling it." Archer ignored his arrogant rants and said " As you are already on your way, you can as well come soon. I will be waiting." Chris finally agreed and said he will be there. "That arrogant fucker, if I had no use for him I would have never sucked up to him," thought Archer.

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.