Baldacci Archer Series Novels & Stories

Zara even used my parents' mating as a stepping stone to get what she wanted. Over the years, the Cummings family got rich and lost their minds, trading their history of begging for a new brand of toxic arrogance. They'd forgotten where they came from. Archer was the Alpha of the Razor Pack; there's no way he didn't know this history. He had a predator's instinct for this kind of thing. He had to know that moving them right across from my family was a blatant act of war. A look of realization flickered across Archer's face. His dark eyes glinted with something sharp—the look of a hunter who'd just spotted his target.

Archer I stood on the balcony watching the pack house and its occupants as they moved about their daily business. It was a bit cold today and everywhere was wet, I woke up early perhaps a little bit too early and I couldn't go back to sleep. I had a lot going on in my mind and I was becoming a little more restless as the day goes! I thought about the conversation my Uncle Mateo and Ryker had yesterday and I couldn't help but think something big was going to happen soon, I was tired of this game and I wanted to confront him at once but I couldn't!!

"She wants to play a game in our house, brother. I say we let her. And I say we make it one she has never played before." The silence that followed was a different kind than the one before it. Archer had gone completely still, not the stillness of restraint but the stillness of a predator that has just been handed exactly what it wanted and is taking one measured breath before it moves. His black eyes were bright. The mischievous smile that was his most dangerous expression was spreading across his face with the slow confidence of something inevitable. "I love the sound of that," he said. He turned to Alaric. The smile didn't waver. "Do you like the arrangement, Alaric?"

It wasn’t Xander but the other one, Archer. She had guessed right about the arrow. Archer had a silver bow in his hand. It was magnificent. There was a carving on it and at both tips a jewel. She saw his muscles flex as he raised the bow, leading her to believe it was heavy. Her eyes were stuck on the muscles between his shoulder blades as his arm pulled back and released, sending a white arrow into a ball that had been catapulted into the air. ***

Am I finally going to fulfill my dream of being an archer? {THANKS FOR READING!!}

Bellamy whispered to Nicklaus. “ I'll do anything for you. " He said and took off. He blocked Archer before the spear could get to him and the spear hit him instead. “ No! I meant stop it." Bellamy said in horror. Archer wondered why had stopped the spear but when Nicklaus's body came to view, he shook in horror. “ No. No no. No." Archer said as he held him. “ I'll kill you." Bellamy said and made herself visible. “ It took a lot to you come out." Dagon smirked.

“We need every hand ready. There is no room for hesitation when we march.” He bowed. “Understood.” I turned and walked across the yard, feeling the crunch of gravel beneath my boots. To one side, a group of archers stood in a loose line, each holding a shortbow. Their arms moved with practiced precision, drawing arrows and letting them fly into distant targets planted in the wall beyond. I recognized their Westwind wood arrows, they carried a faint golden glint, designed to blind the eye in bright daylight. “Captain Trell,” I said to the archer commander, young but hungry for victory. He stood ramrod straight, fletching arrows with care. “Your bowmen, how many can shoot true at a hundred pac

Archer didn't even tangle there hands like they always did . Archer was already pissed on his men who failed to look after his work . He had given them one job . To find the owner of a drug dealing company and kill him but they didn't. Those fuckers took bribe and let him go . Of course Archer beat them to death but he was now beastly since he received a called from his guard telling him the Arabelle was stalked by a Kid .

Archer had come specifically to cause trouble for Sebastian, but he hadn't expected the latter to deliver himself up on a platter. Though he looked furious on the outside, he was secretly very pleased. Sure the nourishing soup had almost burned his crotch, but it had also gotten him a chance to show off in front of his dream woman, Candy. He had no idea that Sebastian was responsible for breaking Colton's legs and getting both his arms chopped off. "Mr. Ballard, you shouldn't meddle in the Lynches' affairs. The Lynches are an elite martial arts family second only to the Berkeleys in Acorn City. Don't ruin your future over something this small."

I frowned upon what I heard, I nodded my head and bowed. "Thank you for your response, have a good day," I hurried on my way to the village and checked into the well-known town's library and as usual, I read books—not typical ones, they're useful in my training in archery. "Good morning, mademoiselle! How are you? Your father visits here and asks me about the books you recently read," an old man greeted my sight as I arrived at the doorway, his genuine smile beams on his edges and he stepped toward me and handed me a familiar book which I often read since last week.