Archer Stay Night Novels & Stories

"Why don't you stay with me for the night? It's late and you look exhausted." Samantha's heart skipped a beat. She knew it was a risky move, but she also knew that she didn't have many other options. "Okay," she said, a shy smile spreading across her face. Adam led her up to his spacious apartment, offering her a guest room to stay in. As Samantha settled into the cozy bed, she couldn't help but wonder what fate had brought her to meet someone like Adam.

Archer POV I groan as I felt the heat of the sun reflect into my face. I open my eyes and I around the room. There are clothes scattered on the floor and I am naked with a blonde hair women sleeping beside me. The memories of last night flash in-front of my eyes.Yes, indeed I had a very good night last night. I got up and headed to restroom to clean myself. Coming out,I see that the girl I left on the bed is awake now. Seeing me in the room, She starts walking towards me and gives me a seductive look. I look at her without any expression and said.

The door burst open with a deafening crash, splintering into pieces as the force of the blow sent us all reeling backward. Shadows poured into the room, dark and menacing figures silhouetted against the moonlight. The Archers had arrived. "Stand your ground!" Sharon shouted, her voice cutting through the chaos. She let loose an arrow, the projectile whistling through the air and striking the first intruder square in the chest. The Archer fell, but more were right behind him.

“It is best if we make camp for now. The Forest can be dangerous at night.” Archer nodded at her. “I agree. Should we settle in this spot?” The woman looked around. They were in a clearing. She pointed towards a set of trees a few meters from where they were standing. “In there, under those trees. Better shelter.” Once they had set up their own shelter within shouting distance of one another, Archer set out to sleep. It was a warm night, and he was thankful for the occasional cool breeze gusting in his direction. He lay awake for a moment, wishing to talk to his companion. But she had been quiet for several minutes, and he did not want to disturb her in case she was already asleep. Despite t

Archer's POV - 4 PM Archer was in the gym. Hitting the heavy bag with more force than necessary. Working off energy that had nowhere else to go. He'd been restless for days. Since the moment Grandfather confirmed she was ready. Since the moment Alaric said "Tonight. We do this tonight." Tonight. The word sat in his chest like a weight. Tonight they'd tell her everything. Show her the contract. Make her choose between her mother's life and her freedom.

He stood there for some minutes staring at her before nodding his head, Hola glanced at him then Celesta, and after that, he left with her friends. “Archer, why did you lie to her” I whispered but he ignored me then we left the forest. Hours later, we got to Archer’s Mansion and we both sat down in the living room. We were all having some conversation when Archer’s mother showed up. “Mom,” Archer called. “You guys are here already. Archer, I thought you said you wanna spend the day with Adrian and Celesta” " his mother said, climbing the stairs down. “Mother, I don’t have time for that. Ryker challenged me today so I need to compete with him tomorrow because the elders are gonna choose the p

"I thought we could... enjoy the steam together." I swallowed hard. "Archer, I just finished—" "Then let's start over." He didn't wait for an answer. He pulled me back toward the glass stall, the sound of the water drowning out my hesitation. *** Dinner was a quiet affair—mostly the sound of cutlery against porcelain. Archer turned on the TV afterward, patting the spot next to him on the sofa. "Stay the night, Evelyn," he said, his eyes tracing my face. "I don't want you going back to your place tonight."

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?”

“Remember it is a skill that improves with practice and mastery. The art of mastery is to practice until your best reflection of your perfection is achieved.” Shaking out of his trance, Dante growled at the memory. He was torturing himself with it, but he stilled remembering the feel of her body pressed against his. The memory also reminded him why he was currently purchasing all these items - a sword, three throwing daggers and arrows, bracers to help with archery and projecting a shield of energy, and a scabbard with a halter. The sword, daggers, and arrows were adorned with sapphires from the Sapphire River.

"Yes, you need some rest, son. Let's talk about this tomorrow, shall we?" Archer nodded at Teddy. “You can stay at our place,” I offered. “There are plenty of empty guest rooms. You don’t have to be alone tonight.” Archer nodded, his voice barely a whisper. “Alright.” We left soon after. I walked beside Archer in silence, glancing at him from time to time, trying to gauge his mood. He seemed distant, lost in his own world, but I could feel the storm of emotions raging beneath his calm exterior. When we arrived at the house, the quietness of the guest room felt suffocating as I helped Archer settle in, grabbing a few blankets and putting them on the bed.