Baldacci Archer Series Novels & Stories

Archer’s first punch is quickly followed by many, many more, delivered from both sides. The guards outnumber the brothers five to one, but each brother, even Steven, fights with a determined ferocity I haven’t even seen before. Anyone that so much as comes close to the opening where Isaac and I are standing meets a dire end. Archer has been growing steadily more wolfish. His hands have begun curling like claws. His eyes are flashing dangerously. As he’s tearing through three other guards, one slips past him, heading toward Isaac and me. I shove Isaac behind me and, with no hesitation, kick the imposing guard straight in the crotch. He crumples up at once.

Archer let out a laugh. "Well, congratulations! I'm happy that you finally found someone." He crossed his arms over his chest as he looked at her. His jaw clenched. He knew. He wasn't that easily fooled. He took a step forward. "I'm glad that you're no longer hung off on that fucking bitch, who had the audacity to run away," he said, standing in close proximity to me. "That fucking bitch, that I was able to fuck and torture-" before he could finish that sentence, I punched him, hitting his jaw hard, making him drop on the ground. His guards immediately aimed their guns at me. My men did the same to him. Even drunk Nico pitched in. Like I used to say, where there were guns and danger, Nico wa

I don’t know if this was the war where I would have to save Malik and his people. It was Xavier's turn to aim. He took his position, his stance firm and focused as Hunter presented him with a bow and an arrow. Unknown to Malik, who had challenged me to an archery contest earlier, I possessed a modest ability with the bow—a skill imparted to me by Alpha Icarus, Garrick’s father, when I was much younger. “Werewolves are natural hunters,” he would often say, “and every werewolf, no matter their prowess, should understand the bow and arrow.” His passion for hunting was infectious, and I frequently accompanied him and his team on their excursions and later cooked the game we captured. Though I wa

They have been hiding. I shift into my wolf form and allow him to fight. Archer is a beast when fighting. I sit back and watch as he bites one of them on the neck. I look around and I see Mario struggling to be attacked by two vamps. Archer runs to help out. We attack from behind ripping one of their heads off. Mario is laying down while the vamp tries to bite him. We jump at him making him fall on his back while archer bites his neck ripping it off. Mario lifts his head and starts running towards another one.

╭────────── ⋅ ⋅ ✦❘༻༺❘✦⋅ ⋅ ──────────╮ Greetings from the Olympia's Cup, Ruby Fridays. You are cordially invited to join, "The Archer's League," a training group, within the premises of Rozbite Lustro Academy. This is an exclusive group spearheaded by Killian Wilde, a student of the house & honor of Wanderlusters. The members are carefully chosen regardless of honors or houses, and regardless where you came from. The Headmistress noticed your skill with the bow and arrow, within your acts outside the school bounds, and wishes to give you the opportunity to represent your house as the head archer in the upcoming tournament.

The archer leaned forward to brace his momentum, then made one last swing with his body, smashing Ashvell through the window, throwing him outside the inn. The archer picked up his bow from the floor, and pulled an arrow from his quiver. He looked around the room and saw Bonnie trembling in the corner. Dismissing her, he nocked an arrow and took an aim at Cassana. He hesitated, remembering that the order was to bring her alive. Yet he went on ahead and released the string and its projectile flew towards her head.

Archer looked at her for a moment before saying, “Well Elizabeth, not only is Alpha Rafael still hunting for Drake and Avery with the Lycaon, he’s just brought on the Blood Sorcerers, and they knew what I was doing. I barely got out in time.” Elizabeth? How did he know her name? I glared at him with accusation for a moment before putting that aside. My mind raced as I recalled the reputation of the Blood Sorcerers—dark magic-wielding witches and vampires trained as ruthless assassins. I had no desire to be caught in the crossfire of a war that could endanger Beth and my brood. I wanted Archer and Drake out of my territory immediately. “You can take Drake and get the he** out of here,” I said

"Yes. Three arrows. Bullseyes only. Three points for blue. Two for red. Your best archer against mine. If Shadowclaw wins, you gain full access to the ridge for the entire rogue season." "And if Bloodmoon wins?" "We keep our borders closed and Shadowclaw stops pestering us about it until next year's summit." Fin didn't hesitate. "Done. Who will Bloodmoon put forward?" Balen lifted two fingers. A tall, seasoned captain stepped forward, white hair half tied back, bow in hand. "Captain Holt. Though I warn you, he's the finest archer in Varos." "A strong choice." "And who is Shadowclaw's best archer?"

"Because I knew you wouldn't believe me until you saw it for yourself. You were already so convinced I was the enemy." "I’m sorry," I said, the words feeling small in the face of the betrayal. Alaric reached out, his hand hesitating before he rested it on my shoulder. His thumb brushed against the side of my neck, a gesture that felt more like a comfort than a command. "Don't be sorry," he said. "Just be careful. He’s going to realize you’re asking questions. He’s going to try to move the sale of those heirlooms faster now." "I'm not going back there," I said, looking up at him.

Archer took one of the plates to carry it to the opposite, placing a tray in front of him where he put that plate with pancakes next to a glass of strawberry juice. "Don't worry about that, and just eat" "Won't you eat with me?" Archer looked at the minor with surprise on his face, he didn't expect that invitation from the minor but he did not waste time and lay down next to him although he soon ended up behind Nian, hugging him and leaving his chin on one of his shoulders. "If you feed me I will do it with pleasure" He whispered that in his eat letting his hair touches his cheek slightly making Nian's skin flinch at his touch. Archer was the only alpha that leave his hair a little longer th