Archie Pokemon Novels & Stories

Archie is definitely going to be an Alpha male. He might look like Silver and walk like him, but in attitude and character, he is definitely like Octavia. One time during the twin’s birthday, a prince from another kingdom messed with Zira. She went to Archie, and Archie beat his ass up so his parents couldn’t recognise him. The parents got mad, but Octavia sent them out, telling them they should train their son better.

“How much time do you have?” Archie pressed his lips together to form a fine line, hiding his amusement. “Fine, I’ll take it easy. Although, you’re not supposed to have favourites.” “You didn’t mind me playing favourites when I took you to Midsummer last month instead of Maddie.” The Queen pointed out. “I hate it when you make valid points.” Archie muttered, before letting his wolf take control. As Archie undertook his transition, Brielle took the opportunity to size him up. He stood taller than the previous wolves her mates had taken on and his raven fur indicated he was from either an Alpha or Beta bloodline.

That question is just an inducement. Since they arrived in Mitchell Hills, Ash saw a lot of strange signs that his friend showed. And now, he's trying to make sure something is bothering him quite a bit with Archie's weird behavior. Archie gave a faint nod in response. Unconsciously he was pulling the bait that Ash threw at him, then said, "Human ... And ... Human Hyb-" Archie immediately closed his mouth after realizing that he had swallowed the small bait Ash had given him. Bingo! Ash smiled with satisfaction when he got what he wanted. Archie did have something to hide from him.

The hall grows quiet but it’s the tense kind of quiet. “Alignment?” someone scoffs. “She’s not aligned with anything.” Another professor steps forward, her palms spread as if calming a storm. “The orb has never led us wrong before. Its choice stands.” The orb doesn’t know I can barely defeat anyone in a hand to hand combat or that I almost faint everyday just from running laps. “It knows what it knows,” the professor continues . “You’ll need to train harder. Much harder Aria Evans.” She says, looking at me.

God Archer, The Emperor who was currently in his reading room, suddenly put down the scroll he had read earlier. The Archer God could feel the deep sadness Aranjo felt. When he received the Demon King's request to be involved in the baby's growing up, he placed a little magic power on the baby. And the magic will tell him when the baby is threatened, angry or sad. 500 years have passed and this is the first time he has accepted the baby's feelings. The emperor rose from his seat and went to the place where Aranjo was with his magic power.

Chandra had called this man Young Master Archie? Could he be the sixth ranked business emperor, Archie? Why would a God Altar level figure like him appear in such a small place? Archie stepped in, his gaze cold to the extreme. "So you still recognize me? I thought you were looking down on me with your eyes." When Archie walked over, a bodyguard immediately brought him a chair and he sat down leisurely. "Young Master Archie, this is. . ." Chandra's expression changed drastically and he immediately shook his head and tail like a dog.

Archie was a vampire regent; he lived in the forest nearby. He had been a friend to Celine’s mother. He looks like he could be thirty but no one knows how old he actually is, but he had mentioned millennia at some point. He’s lean and tall, with pale skin, a thin nose, and full lips. His round eyes were dark-brown like black coffee, and he was wearing all black suit and shirt, with the top button undone showing a hint of a tattoo George hadn’t noticed before.