Baldacci Archer Series Novels & Stories

"There's my number. Text me, and we'll make plans." Before I can utter another word, the doctor comes in. "Officer Gray, looks like you're gonna need some stitches." The entire time my face is being sewn back together, my eyes and mind don't deviate from the petite brunette standing next to the doctor. If there's one thing I know for sure - Laurel Springs is about to get wild. END OF VOLUME SIX: DEVANTE Archer - Coming October 2022 About the Author Laramie Briscoe is the USA Today and Wall Street Journal Bestselling Author of over 30 books.

he called out loudly enough for lingering stragglers to hear clearly. Amelia heard the sound of someone shifting and looked up to see another raider with a bow and arrow on top of the cliff. He is drawing a long, weather bow, the wood dark and worn, with visible carvings and a slightly uneven, handmade look. The arrowhead is sharp and metallic, catching a hint of light. He appears rugged and battle-hardened like the other raiders, his clothing similar– made of layered, tattered materials stitched together into a practical but worn outfit. his hair is dark, long and tied back loosely with strands falling around his face. He fires an arrow before Amelia could make a sound and the arrow struck

Smoke rose up from the bullet hole as we saw his head down the ground, and his blood pooled wider and wider. "Who the fu—" Bang! Inky's head burst next before he could even finish his sentence. I froze. My breath gasped. I didn't know whether this gunman would spare me or kill me next. Scarry yanked out his knife, eyes darting around. "Sh-Show yourself, you coward!" Laughter echoed, revealing it to be a man's voice. Then, just like the others, Scarry dropped dead with a gunshot wound on his head. The man stepped forward into the light. He wore a light gray business suit, gripping a gun with black leather gloves. His ear-length dark hair was loosely wavy like mine. He stopped in front of me a

The Archer fell, but more were right behind him. Jay swung his crossbow around, firing bolts with deadly accuracy, his expression calm and detached. Spence and Lizzy were armed and ready, fighting with a desperate ferocity. I gripped the dagger tightly, my heart pounding in my ears as I scanned the room for an opening. "Camilla, stay close to me!" Sharon ordered, firing another arrow. She was a blur of motion, her precision and determination awe-inspiring.

Amidst the military bustle, sixteen-year-old Althea proved that her long hours buried in the library were far more than passive study. Down in the subterranean courtyard, Lucas stood among the castle’s master archers, practicing with a heavy composite recurve bow. He was sharpening his marksmanship, learning how to handle specialized war arrows. Under Althea’s guidance, the arsenal was lethal—some arrows were tipped with volatile fire-runes that burst into roaring flames upon impact, while others were dipped in silent, paralyzing shadow-venom designed to incapacitate human hunters instantly. While Lucas practiced his aim, Althea walked over to the weapon racks, carrying a dark leather scabba

Sera Darnell was with her, moving with cold efficiency, her green eyes bright with the thrill of the fight. I stayed behind Bastian and tried to breathe. The two bonds in my chest were pulling in different directions. Bastian's was a hot wire of protective fury. Kellan's was a cold steel cable of command and calculation. I felt them both like twin heartbeats, and I didn't know how to hold them without being torn apart. A figure burst through the smoke. Archer. His auburn curls were black with soot, and his hazel eyes were wild, but his hands were steady as he dropped beside a wounded enforcer and pressed a cloth to a gushing wound.

His sights sat to the left of her head, waiting for the opportune moment. “Keep still.” “Archer,” “Blake, if you don’t shut up...” Archer responded, there was anger in his voice but his tone was calm. He followed Cara’s movements his focus unwavering, the shock was taking over Cara and she was becoming sluggish as each second passed. Archer gripped the trigger, exhaling slowly, his forefinger pinched. With one final squeeze, he took the shot. Bang. Cara stood frozen to the spot. Eyes wide open, her body and face splattered in blood. The body behind her collapsed to the ground with an exaggerated thud. Cara dropped to the ground moments later.

I was left there, standing in the middle of the plaza, recalling tidbits of information about the previous timeline. Archer is a hunter who is talented and is quick on his feet whenever someone is in trouble. His power is one of a kind. Though it may seem strong, it has one flaw—he could not take numerous tiny foes all at the same time. This makes Belzeebub the only demon that Archer could not face and he is also the one who killed Archer in the past.

"That's it… I'm done… you can go ahead yourself! You didn't come on any mission with us, and made that silly excuse about being sick. I knew that something was going on with you...turns out you were on a solo hunting trip! After hunting with you for all these years… I can bet my ass that this beast is definitely some kind of million dollar deal, isn't it?" ~tch Hearing the archer's words, the woman bit his lips in annoyance. An instance later, a grim defeat crawled under her eyeballs. "Alright! Fine… you got me. What do you want?" "Half" "Fuck no! That's too much… No fucking way!" "Alright, then…" The Archer's feet turned in the opposite direction, "Good luck finding someone else to track it

Some of them even stuck out the two lumps of meat on their chest to rub against their arms. The perks of being a star student! Soon after, she noticed another group of people who had surrounded a few other youths. “Who is he?” Audrey pointed toward an arrogant young man with an archer badge pinned on his chest. “The boss of the Archer Division, Carlo. A moron who thinks he is the number one in the world.” Allan snorted. “What about him?” Audrey pointed to another young man that was crowded around by fourth and third-year seniors of the Herbology Division.