Archie X Jughead Novels & Stories

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.

I’m not cut out for this kind of stuff. “Got him,” one of Raff’s men calls out from behind the pile of rubble. I gather my strength and push to my feet to go to my bonds. Archie is trying to heal Chase, even though he looks like he’s barely hanging onto consciousness himself. My mum comes to heal Archie once she’s done with Luke. “That’s quite the bump,” she grimaces as she examines the back of his head. Archie closes his eyes and his face relaxes as my mum works on his head. He’s going to be okay. We are all going to be okay.

he grins and dashed to the dressing table. Cladding in a white crew neck T-shirt, over a gold jacket, black ripped jeans and a set of white Snickers. Archie checks his reflection in the mirror and screams happily at how cute he looks in whatever he put on. Je checks his accessory collection and picks out a jade stud that matches his jacket. He moves his long brown hair to the back. He applies light makeup and grins throughout the session. A knock on his door and he needs no one to tell him that it is his father. “Dad!” He calls out to him, so he should know that he could tell that he is the one by the door.

I faked a small smile pushing away thoughts of Archer trying to kiss me to the back of my mind as I noticed his face in a small frown. “Hey Grayson” He looked good in a pair of jeans and an oversized sweatshirt with sneakers on his feet. “What’s up arch? Wasn’t expecting to find you in here with juniper” Grayson said ignoring my greeting and turning his eyes to meet archer. Rude! “Yeah. I just wanted to hang out with juju for a while, maybe get her to dance a little” archer joked seeming to be back to his usual self. “Hmm.. you’re not drunk right?” Grayson said observing him closely.

And Sarge sat there with them, scratching the back of his head, looking uncomfortable. Arc's stomach twisted. The golden boy and his loyal enforcer – two of his high school tormentors. His instincts screamed a warning, but Chelsea's hand on his arm steadied him. "Guys, this is Arc," Chelsea said as he stood up, his tone casual. "Arc, this is Gus and Jax." "Long time no see." Jax said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Gus's smirk twisted his face, while Jax's eyes narrowed, their animosity palpable. Chelsea's hand still rested on Arc's shoulder, but he felt disconnected, lost in the past.

Even so, Laura told Frank, "Kid, it doesn't matter if she's telling the truth—you should really leave now. Out of sight, out of mind as they say… Don't you agree?" Before Frank could speak, Jada smiled and waved her off. "I understand that you're warning us out of kindness, but you should take a moment to understand too—Mr. Frankton has a lot of pent-up feelings, and he'd really like a challenge!" Frank smiled in wry amusement. "Stop. You're making me sound like a sicko." Jada smiled but said nothing. - Archie arrived ten minutes later, and everyone turned to see that he was in his twenties, wearing a tweed suit with fashionable red-black Jordans. With his giant gold chains, he certainly loo

The guy nods and my heart starts hammering, that sounds fucking incredible, way better than three million, actually, "Oh wow. We have a deal, then. Just... retract your werewolf people and stop being so obvious about this trap you're setting, Leo hasn't left my house in days. Take down the billboard, too.” "Hm, alright," he says as he thinks about it, "What's your name, by the way?" "Jolene," I say, he waits, "Jolene Duvarak." "Well, I'm King Archibaldo Garibaldi," he says. Another godawful name, "But you can call me Archie. Don't mention me to Leo, though, he's currently going through the angsty teen phase, he was a VERY late bloomer."

She just needed to get through this and then life would go on as normal. “I am also lycan,” she whispered out. “You all knew my father – Russell Heron. He was a great blacksmith.” There is murmuring of agreement. Most the Lycans constantly got their armory repaired by him. “And all of you I suspect are familiar with the Archer Legacy. The legendary Archer bloodline that was chosen has to slay the vampiress--”

Why is every male in my life so damn frustrating? Archer takes another seat on the couch and Huxley paces in the corner of the room, but he's calm enough I believe it's okay to lower my hands. "Archer, tell me what happened." My heart thrums loudly in my chest. I'm too agitated to sit down, so I stand a few feet from the couch listening as he talks. "I was running an underground gambling ring with Jensen. You remember him, right?"

Nobody understood what happened, an unknown fear crept, they all halted their attacks. Archie's soul trembled when he saw the armored man running towards the beast's body now. "Stop him!‌" Archie yelled like a madman, "Stop, you fucker!‌ If you touch that beast, I will hunt you down and I will slaughter you." Archie activated his chakra, his eyes and his body blazing in saffron. He pulled another arrow and launched at him. A‌ mild zappy sound was heard again before the deadly arrow pierced through Creed's head. Archie soon realized that Manticore's body had also vanished. Soon, the armored man's headless body also faded away.