Aurora Archer Novels & Stories

Aurora jumped upstage. She grabbed the edge of her hoodie and pulled it over her head. She was wearing a tank top and leggings underneath. Her fit and graceful body immediately caught everyone’s attention. Aurora stretched her shoulders and grinned at Baron. She raised a hand and crooked her index finger. “Bring it on,” she beamed. Baron glared at her. He was infuriated by Aurora’s gesture. Letting out a deafening roar, he suddenly lunged at Aurora! Astonished gasps came from the crowd as Aurora deftly dodged this powerful charge.

Dylan greeted. "Have you lost your mind, Dylan? Why would I accept regular beastmen in my tribe? They don't belong here in the North," he responded. "They are not just regular beastmen, Aquil," Dylan replied, then extended his hand to me and pulled me near. "Let me introduce myself," I whispered while pulling his arm. He smiled and nodded. "I am Ari, goddess of the sun. Heed my words! Lower your weapons!" I ordered as I transformed into my passive-aggressive form.

"Yes. I'm fine. He is too strong though. Aurora, you need to run!" "I never run Rey", Aurora said as she charged towards Black bourne with Luna behind her, Luna could hear Asher's words play in her head : 'Sometimes you need to allow the beast take the wheel'. She instinctively landed a surprise blow which sent Black Bourne reeling with pain allowing Aurora to disarm him and follow up with a furious combo to his chest and face.

"I would do it all again in a heartbeat. Are you ready?" "Yes," Aurora answered. Devrim winked and they both sprang into action. Aurora got off three shots at the guards stationed along the balustrade, hitting each of them with incapacitating blows in the shoulder or hip. She brought her bow back and trained it on Cafer before he could react. Devrim's swaying stopped suddenly and he did a sweep kick on the two men holding him. They fell to the ground as Devrim picked up the sword at his feet and aimed it at Ledford.

Susanna leaped on her foot and moved forward. Power was seeping through her body. They were scared so they began to shoot at her. A rain of bullets hit her body making holes but it didn't stop her from moving forwards. Aurora forwarded her hand and an archer of fire appeared on her hand, she lifted her other hand, and three arrows appeared on her hand then she shot the three arrows but when they went ahead hundreds of arrows burned them. "Why are bullets not working on her?" Amanda exclaimed in frustration hiding behind the car.

His gazes were so focused on his reference that he didn't even bother to at least glance at her. Archer sat there while drawing on his sketch pad. He's way so good at hiding his emotions, all he gives off was a senseless presence. But the vibe he has been trying to show is simply direness, and that made Selah feel bothered. Despite the gloomy aura that the man has, Selah stood there trying to read every movement that Archer has been doing. His hands were gently holding the pencil as he tried to perfectly sketch the details of his reference. His fingers were so flawless that they could produce balanced shades of tinted hues onto the paper he was working on. Her eyes landed on his face, and sh

Alpha Naral said trying to hold on to me. I wanted to kill him, I wanted his blood for saying those things about my mate. I heard Luna Adina gasp as silence fell over the room. An angry snarl filled the room causing everyone to freeze. I shifted back as Aura stepped forward, her tiny body surrounded by the light. Her eyes glowed, and the light pulsed as she stepped toward Ariston and Maurice. They stood silently, their mouths hanging open, the fear came off them in waves. "No touch Aura!" She yelled making everyone step back. "Aura only Draven!" I could see her canines elongate.

Like a big cat, he crept up to the dark fellow and pushed him back further and further, his shoulders shrugged, his whole body taut like a bowstring, ready to attack. Aurelia's attention was drawn to a brief blink on her left. Her pupils darted around and attached themselves to the sudden reflection of light. It came from a SIG that the last of the men in the black suit was lifting and pointing at the inflamed Pareios, her lover. Everything in her reared up, she felt her limbs through the meter-thick wool and wanted to push herself up off the floor, but she just wouldn't succeed. Fear filled her and loosened some hidden, desperate reserve of strength and finally she came lurching to her numb

she pulled me into a hug and walked out of the room. I rushed into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I love the feel of water on my body, it soothes my soul. Let me tell you a little about myself, I'm Aurora Peyton. My dad named me that, he said I'm beautiful just like the polar lights in the arctics and arctatica and he was right. He did take me to see them once and trust me, they are beautiful. My dad died two years ago and my mom ran away to be with her lover.

Placing the aura arrow onto the string of my bow, I prepared to take aim. Amongst the assassins, one individual emitted the strongest aura, engrossed in devouring a massive leg of meat, utterly oblivious to the imminent danger. Setting my sights on this target, I focused my aim directly at the assassin's head, aligning the arrow for a precise shot. Drawing the bowstring, a surge of luminous blue aura coursed along the string, synchronizing with the arrow itself. The combined energies hummed in unison, ready to be unleashed toward its intended mark.