Badass Archer Novels & Stories

Caleb called as he slashed at the closest dark blue spearman. The archers of the New Emperor's Army tried to return the volleys of Aurora's Imperial troops. their shots were unfocused, even hitting some of their own men in the process. Watching this, a lithe young Guardian with her hair twisted up many small tight buns stood on the shoulders of one of her bulky friends as a leather thong hung loosely from her hand. She allowed a smooth stone to fall gently into the pouch in the middle of the slingshot before swinging it swiftly around in a circle and releasing the stone toward one of the offending archers. The enemy was hit in the forehead, unconscious before his body hit the ground. Seeing

This might do since he was just wearing black pants and a designer brand white sweater with a metal pendant on his neck. "Good evening, Sir Archer." The waitress greeted. "This way, Sir." I grimaced when I realized he must come here frequently because he addressed the waitress by her first name. We even came to a halt when he was called from a nearby table. His attention shifted and he smiled at the lovely lady. I recognized her as a model, so I assumed she was one. He even approached their table and kissed their cheeks as he greeted them. "What is he? A running President?"

Warning: This is not for anybody under 18, so this is the story for you if you are 18 or older. There will be sex and more sex, and I can't wait to learn more about these crazy funny, loving characters for my story. The Badass & The Beta" Jayson P.O.V. " Jayson, Jayson," Do you want me," I kept hearing a beautiful voice in my mind. That is when I realize what kind of dream I am having.

“Snow, you are absolutely incredible. Do you know this?” Damien said. I looked up at him bewildered. I just told this man that the largest assassin company in the world was out to get him personally, and he thinks I'm incredible? I shook my head at him. “What?” I said.

AVA’s POV The night of Hunter’s challenge finally came. Me, Jared, Brock, and Syria all came along to be by his side. As we all entered the arena, everyone was screaming and cheering for Hunter’s name. It was fifty-fifty actually. But most are women, making my wolf growl lowly knowing how many women wanted our mate. I mean look at him. His toned muscles are visible as he is wearing nothing but boxers and shorts. Compared to his father who was wearing a massive armor in his body, Hunter is indeed a god.

Her hair is in a braid down her back and she’s swinging her sword in arcs on either side of her body. Whoosh, whoosh. Whoosh, whoosh. I approach her slowly. “Zephyr?” She looks at me and I’ve never seen the hardened look on my mate that I see right now. Sadness, yes, but this? Never. “I’m tired of him hurting children, Ishir. I’ve had enough. When does it end?” “We’ll find Oliver, Zephyr. We will.” “I know we will, Ishir, and we’ll find him soon. He made me into an assassin and now, it’s time he felt what it’s like to be hunted by one.”

(In Valentino's POV) "È il bastardo morto?" (“Is the bastard dead?”) I asked already knowing that he would never do that because he knew how much I enjoyed killing people. "Nessun capo! Solo catturato." (“No boss! Only captured.”) He answered and I smirked knowing that he will be my new plaything.

Did I forget to mention that Jake is a giant? Okay that's a bit of an exaggeration but he is at least six four. I'm sure the leather jacket over the tank with the tattoos on his neck and some of the ones on his chest peeping through added to the visage of a badass. People just automatically got out of the way and pretty soon we were in the cool night air. His grip on my hand was tight and sure and gave me strength. I don't know what was coming next but I knew this time I was going to fight. "Let's go baby we'll take my bike and come back for your car later." He pulled me over to this monstrosity of black and chrome. I'm not an expert but I do believe it's what people in the know might call a

"On the count of three, we yell fuck them!" "It's your sister and brother-in-law," Nate laughed, finally feeling awake as he pulled the shot closer. She winked. "That's the fun in it. Ready, one two three..." "Fuck them!" They both cheered before tilting their heads backwards and taking the shot. *** Even though he would never admit it, Melle was hot and always considered hot. She had ginger curls that fell all the way to her lower back, right above her butt. She was slim, shrinking waist from all the corset training she had done, tanned legs that she toned in the gym since it was the only thing she was willing to workout.

She smiled instead and didn't say anything which made me quite confused. Suddenly, a man stood on the training ground and released his aura, which affected almost all. He was the first to come out for a challenge. "My name is Maximus. I'm a blood wolf and as you can see, I'm stronger and have more combat experience than new blood wolves. I'm already a very good and powerful warrior, which I'm sure many of you here are aware of." He introduced himself proudly as all eyes were on him.