Cj Archer Book Series Novels & Stories

Archer fell back on his straw bed. He was getting dizzy from everything he had just found out. The soldier in him told him it was right to remain behind, wait to heal, find out more information before leaving. But the romantic in him wanted to burst through the South gates and protect Adalia. He couldn’t imagine who the mastermind behind all of this was, Conan or Xander; those were the only senior commanders he knew. His fists punched into his make shift bed as he let out a loud growl of frustration. He had never felt this useless in his life.

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

I say. THE END Book three is called The Strong, and it is Jude Ashford’s story. Dylan and Jo will be a part of that book. You will see what happens to them through Jude’s eyes. Jude is the second oldest brother and the quietest one of them all. He is a mystery to his brothers, but time will knock down his defenses and expose him to everyone. Join the Ashford’s finding out who Jude Ashford really is.

The glow felt blinding. The spreadsheets were a blur of meaningless digits. My fingers hovered over the mechanical keyboard, paralyzed. Chloe’s voice was a jagged loop in my mind. A poisoned needle, stitching Archer’s name back into the fabric of my life in Miami—a place where he was supposed to be dead and buried. Don’t turn Jovan into a sacrificial lamb just to numb the pain Archer left behind. The air in the room suddenly felt too thick to swallow. A 'rebound.' Was that all Jovan was? A human shield against my own trauma? The thought made my stomach churn with a sudden, violent guilt.

I did a little twirl in the middle of the room and started combing the bookshelves to see what treasures I could find. I was just too excited to have found this place. I came across a smaller leather-bound book that had a weird symbol on the front and when I opened it, I realized that it was a history of the Hunter's. I decided to keep that book just in case I needed it. I was totally in my own world when I felt someone’s arms go around me and breath in my ear. "I see you found my favorite place in the house." My body shivered at the contact. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right then and there.

Chapter 44 Chris walked casually as if he wasn’t a wanted fugitive up to the floor where Antonio was. His rage fueled his mission. The humiliating way Dan spoke about his mother and their sister, made Chris want to lash out. Janet and Jason wouldn’t listen to him and it was clear enough he was losing Damien. He refused to let Daniel beat him at his own game.

Nobody understood what happened, an unknown fear crept, they all halted their attacks. Archie's soul trembled when he saw the armored man running towards the beast's body now. "Stop him!‌" Archie yelled like a madman, "Stop, you fucker!‌ If you touch that beast, I will hunt you down and I will slaughter you." Archie activated his chakra, his eyes and his body blazing in saffron. He pulled another arrow and launched at him. A‌ mild zappy sound was heard again before the deadly arrow pierced through Creed's head. Archie soon realized that Manticore's body had also vanished. Soon, the armored man's headless body also faded away.

“ She said and he hugged her. " We'll all go back home. “ .. Archer was coming back from the grocery store when he felt someone following him. He got into his car and instead of going home, he changed his direction to the museum. He saw a hefty jeep behind him. He wondered who was following him. " Well there's only one way to find out. “ He diverted into a forest path and the jeep followed. He stopped the car when he had gone farther in. He came down from the car and a female structure came down from the jeep also. There were two men behind her. He could only tell who they were from the presence of sorcery that surrounded them. Lost witches.

I caught the attacker’s wrist, twisted hard, and drove my elbow into his jaw. I beard a sharp crack then watched as he collapsed. Chaos exploded. Archer didn’t wait. He swung at the second man who came at him, connecting a punch with his temple. The guy staggered, surprised more than hurt, but that was all the time Archer needed to duck behind the bench. "Son of a bitch!" Archer cursed. "Who are these clowns?!" "Men of the past," I spat, driving a boot into the gut of another goon. "Old beef."

I was uncomfortable with the way he was moving but I didn’t pull away and I watched archer through the corner of my eye his glass of ember liquid hadn’t been touched and he smashed that glass with his bare hand as his eyes widened when Zero grabs my ass. Archer pushes Zero away and moves me behind him Zero was stunned at first then he came face to face with Archer. “What’s your problem man?” “Don’t ever fucking put your hands on her like that again,” Zero looks over at me then back at Archer. “She didn’t seem to mind. So why don’t you take a hike buddy?” Archer steps forward. “Leave now, before I lose control,” Zero shakes his head and steps closer toward Archer. They were nose to nose.