Novelas y relatos de Constellation Archer

Why me? "What makes you think that I'm powerful and special?" "You're a Zodiante, you have the power of the stars. You're powerful, you can to things other can't." The guy next to me coldly replied. "A what now?" "A Zodiante, like me. You have the power to summon a specific celestial spirit, Goddess Virgo. You must be special for a star to choose a human being like you." I could feel the hatred in his voice. "Why did it choose me?"

He walked in with a frown on his face and took the seat across from me on the desk. "What can I do for you, Alpha?" He asked after a few moments of silence had passed between us. Craig is a good Beta so I felt a little bad that he didn't have a mate. He was there with me after Wyatt betrayed me and he never questioned me. I wondered if his mate didn't die already or if maybe his mate wasn't born yet. I didn't know that his mate belonged to the Blue Blades Pack, but I would find that out later on. "We are getting Artemis back and she is carrying my pup"

thought Archer. Archer never thought of Chris as his friend. He approached Chris with ulterior motives. Chris and his Beta Liam were the strongest werewolf's in the werewolf community with a pack of approx. 1000 wolves. Being friends with them was an advantage for Archer. He always thought Chris does not deserve to be the strongest wolf, it should be him. He wanted to be the King of werewolves wherein the entire werewolf community bows down to him. Chris was too lenient, he was not ambitious enough and was just happy being busy with his own pack. He never made proper use of the power he had. But Archer was not a fool. He knew currently he was not in a position to be the King. He could never

Hindrances will never be big when your love and honesty with your partner. Aimie becomes the deity of love protecting the land of werewolves, sirene,vampire, and demons while Archer leads the whole pack of werewolves, they have beautiful pups namely dawn, clover, and hyuna.

Archer looked around but he couldn't see anything. “ Didn't you see anything?" He asked. She held his hand but she still couldn't see anything. “ I can't see anything. I don't think my powers are working in the forest. " She said. “ Mine is. How come?" “ I'm just a human giftesd with powers. You're a creature of magic born of the line of the moon goddess. Even the forest of the dead cannot stop your powers from working. " She said. “ We just have to be extra conscious. " Archer said. It was getting darker in the forest and they couldn't anything clearly. “ We need to find somewhere to rest. " He said.

"What are you doing?" "Don't act like you don't know," I scold him. "Juliet says there's something you know about the. . . ." I trail off, not really remembering the name of the pack. To my surprise, it's Dad himself who supplies, "Arcieri Luminari. Moon Archers." I clench my teeth. "So you do know about them." He shakes his head and I know that he's about to jump through some mental gymnastics just to deny this but I get up and point my finger at him. "Don't you dare deny it. What do you know about them?"

"Well, yes. That's one gold medal, we don't know about the other tournaments." "My classmate won the chess game." It's Steven now. "Wow! That's two gold now." Owen claps his hands. From previous events, their school was always the winner. But this time they aren't sure. The other players from previous events already graduated, so the other players now are all newbies. "Selena won the female archery!" The student who just rushed in reporting the result of the archery game which she said that their schoolmate won that game.

"And to see her again." Phoenix smiled. "Good luck brother. You are going to need it." The next day I stood at the Crescent Moon border with a formal apology gift. Waited for permission to enter the territory. A patrol approached. Three large wolves who looked ready to tear me apart. "State your business," the lead wolf said after shifting. "I am Ash Hawkins Archer from Moonfall Pack. I trespassed on your territory last night. I am here to formally apologise to your alpha and make reparations."

They closed their eyes, surrendering to the depths of their souls, and allowed their truest desires to unravel. Archer, his mind swirling with a kaleidoscope of emotions, revealed his longing for unity—a world where werewolves and humans could coexist harmoniously, without fear or prejudice. He envisioned a future where their differences were celebrated, rather than condemned—a future where love and acceptance reigned supreme.

I held the bowstring, preparing my fingers to let go of the arrow as I gasp for air. Archery has been my preference. It gives me a calm mood and I often uses it to reduce my anger or grief within my chest. As I let go of the arrow, it directly darted toward the target and I sigh in relief upon witnessing how it pierced through the center. "Not bad at all," I whispered and a smirk escaped from my edges. Mayhaps I must go home and assemble myself for the night's lantern exhibition. As I have my departure, I notice a silhouette from afar. The butts aren't distant from the forest I used to stay in. Out of my interest, my feet hasten to tail the figure of a woman. I could evidently glimpse how sh