One Archer Novels & Stories

I asked looking around for him. “He just texted me that he’s on his way here.” She answered reassuring me. “Juju?” Turning to see Archer standing right in front of me looking really good. He was wearing leather black pants on leather boots and a baggy white hoodie with the hood over his ginger red hair. I watched him check me out completely with a sly smirk on the sides of his lips. “Hi archer” I greeted giving him a smile as he walked closer towards me. “Damn juniper, you look hot!” He exclaimed giving me a once over with his eyes as I suddenly felt shy in his presence.

Everyone silently watches us. “Sorry what?” “What sob story did you tell him? That you don’t have enough food for the month??” I sigh. This stupid system really has to go. “Who else is your best archer, not Declan, someone who I haven’t spoken to yet.” She blinks at me, quickly recovers, chin in the air, she crosses her arms defiantly. “We have plenty of fine archers.” “Good, we have me. Best out of ten, no. Twenty.”

I don't know why I pick sad songs. I took my phone and decided to browse Archer's profile. Call me weird cause I don't even know why my hand type his name on g****e Archer North The first child of Alexander North and Angelia Selosvone. He has 1 sibling , Autumn North. He's currently in NYU taking business major. There's a lot of photos of him that were taken by the paparazzi. When they're hanging out , play bowling , chilling at the cafe and even studying.

Which I shouldn't be feeling. I stared down at my hands, my knuckles were still faintly smeared with soot and blood. These hands were meant to lead, to command, to protect my pack, not to touch an omega who trusted me as her Alpha. Damn it. I ran a hand through my hair, the motion sharp and restless. I couldn't let this happen again. I couldn't afford it. I am Alpha Archer of the Western Pack, a title that demands control, distance, and strength. Desire is a luxury I cannot indulge right now, especially for someone like her.

FEINHEIM CITY COMMANDER ARCHER: Archers now! HAWK EYE: Archers, now!! (Thousands of archers shot their arrows but Anya used shield to cover her and River) LOGAN: Camouflage (He became invisible and caused an earthquake swallowing most of the archers) HAWK EYE: Again! (hundreds of archers shot their arrows but Rose flew in front of Anya and River and she screamed, making all arrows backfire, hurting more archers) Retreat! Retreat!!

The right person saw it at the right time and offered me a deal I couldn’t refuse. “And who is this?” Her eyes go behind me to Archer. “Hi,” Archer says, offering his hand to shake. “I’m Archer. Dean’s friend.” He is Dean’s friend. It’s not a lie. But for some reason his words make me feel all stabby. What is up with me today? I must be PMSing hard. We talk with Mrs. Miller for a bit before getting the things on Mom’s list. Archer carries two heavy bags of feed out to the car like it’s nothing. I open the door for him and step aside.

Arc didn't understand what was going on so he just looked towards the screen, watching as hearts and what Penelope called emojis glided on it. "You're asking who the mysterious dude beside me is? Well, if you all remember the night of my poor overreaction to a certain runaway waiter. Yes, this is him and I'm proud to announce that he and I are friends. His name is Archer Blackwood and he happens to be a humble indigene of this beautiful town. Ooh, where are we presently?" He tapped his chin as if giving the question a thought. "Where are we right now Archie?" "Don't call me that."

CHAPTER 26—Where To Go? Rain's point of view For the last few days, I have been thinking about La Arma Countryspy. Just thinking about being the one in charge makes my head hurt. Even if it is said that Ali will help me, it is still different when I have knowledge of such a business. Too delicate and complicated. "Hey! You've been an idiot for a while!" said Azariah while we were in the garden. Aliona was with us but took food from the kitchen.

he vows. "Me too, Archer. Me too."