Archie Crossover Novels & Stories

“Croissants. From the place that pretends they’re from Paris.” “Bless you,” I muttered, taking one. Lila perched on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg over the other. “So… I woke up to your face all over my feed again. It’s giving ‘star-crossed scandal sequel.’” I groaned. “Please don’t start.” She grinned. “Relax. I’m not judging. I’m just saying — the man looked like a walking heartbreak out there. You could feel the tension through the photos.”

“We’re not here for this.” “Then why?” Cade snaps. “Why bother? My life is already over.” “You know why,” I say. “You know where Arch is.” “And why,” he asks slowly, mockingly, “should I care where Arch is?” “He's working with Cross Kryne, isn't he? I need your help to find Arch.”

Jordan looked exhausted, shadows etched beneath his eyes, but the fire in them hadn’t dimmed. He crossed the room in two strides and pulled me into a brief, fierce embrace before stepping back. “The archives were breached last night. They took only one thing: the Architectura Occulta Regia. Old castle blueprints, Scarlett. Hidden tunnels, forgotten chambers, structural secrets that could let someone walk right under our defenses.”

The elevator doors slid shut with a quiet hiss, sealing Jayla in. As the car began to rise, she watched the numbers above the door blink past — 2, 5, 9 — each one tightening the knot in her stomach. She hadn’t chosen a floor at random. She remembered the number from lunch with Cameron — the way he’d swiped his card and pressed 19. “Most of Cross Enterprises is just offices and conference rooms,” he’d said. “But level nineteen has the archives and some project suites. Quiet. Easy to disappear in when I don’t want to be found.”

I dared not look at that particular guest in the eye, so I lowered my head instantly. But I soon heard a deep and cool voice. "Why did you go speed-dating behind my back? Do you prefer older people so that you can inherit their assets sooner?" Hold on, that voice sounded quite familiar! If anything, he sounded just like my boyfriend! I raised my head instantly. Holy shit, it really was Pierce! "This is all scripted, Pierce! It's a gig that I've accepted. You should get out of that seat; that place is reserved for the older ladies."

My voice was calm, almost conversational, but edged with steel. "What I don't understand is why, if this alliance was so critically important to the Bailey family, Sienna wasn't the one wearing the wedding ring." Eleanor set down her wine glass with a sharp clink. "What's the point of rehashing ancient history, Audrey?" she said, her voice clipped. "The marriage has already happened. The contracts were signed. The alliance was formed." "What's the point of worrying about these things?" A cold laugh escaped my lips, hollow and bitter.

Inside this room, everything is completely different. End of Arc 15: Caught

asked Connor with disappointment. “You betrayed us when you bonded with a woman who is an abomination,” Archi said with disgust. I walked over to where he stood and had my shadows caress him. “I should become a real abomination just to cut out your fucking tongue,” I said angrily, and Archie shivered. “I'm sick of all the gullible fools like you who would rather believe the anarchists.” “I should use you to send a message to my lovely sister,” Aris said in annoyance.

“Fight-thing?” “It wasn’t really a fight but was more than a disagreement and we’re both at crossroads, and I don’t know what to really think about it.” “Start from the beginning because you lost me.” I nod, so glad Marissa is here. She’s not exactly a neutral party; she’ll side with me nine times out of ten. That’s what best friends do, after all. “Archer got into a fellowship program to do trauma surgery, but it’s in Boston. It’s an intense program and he’ll be there for two years.”

He pleased earnestly. "Miss Bryan, I'm Arlene Bryan!" I hollered in frustration. "Oh, I'm really sorry. Please, don't let us lose our jobs." He attempted to hold my arm again but I immediately yanked my hand away and pointed my finger to the short man. "Don't you dare touch me." I threatened, "Tell my mother that I'm going out to a place that's very important so she such stop being such an annoying d**k" I angrily stormed out of the compound and walked to Swan's Atelier.