One Archer Novels & Stories

The Arzona Capital had produced 5 King Rank Archers. "Yes he had always been the top of his league, but his talent was wasted." Alkhun looked at CYan with his continued bowing. "What do you mean?" "It's because of his brother. You see, my older son was 'Tyrone Azure'" Alkhun was stunned by these words. Tyrone Azure was the most famous and said the most talented Archer in the East Continent. He was a young genius that became a King Rank archer at a young age. He was the foundation of this city all these years and who is the one that held that reputation.

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 .

"Archers, don't waste arrows. Get into shooting positions and shoot only when instructed!" The archers replied in a single sentence: "Understood."

Though this archer was significantly weaker than the golden-patterned serpent king, he was still at the martial god level, an elite tier of martial prowess. "You've got guts. I'll give you that." The archer sneered, pulling an arrow from his quiver and nocking it onto his bowstring. He aimed straight at Chase. "Since you're so confident, let's see whose shot is faster—yours or mine!" The bowstring snapped forward. A sharp, explosive whistle tore through the air, echoing like thunder. A silver meteor-like arrow streaked across the sky in a perfect arc, blazing toward Chase. The attack trajectory left no room to dodge, but Chase's reaction was lightning-fast. The very moment the archer made th

Pat smiles, a bit nervously. Phys ed is currently educating the boys and girls of Mayfair in the rudiments of archery. I am intrigued. The class is coed and the bow and arrow in my hands bring back old memories. Perhaps, though, the ancient memory of Arjuna, Krishna's best friend and the greatest archer of all time, is not one I should stir. For Arjuna killed more vampires than any other mortal. All with one bow. All in one night. All because Krishna wished it so.

Archer stepped back from the body on the sand, lowering his sword. He looked up, straight at the King, and the stands went silent as he slowly removed his helmet. Dark hair lifted in the dust and breeze, blue eyes locking on the Alpha King’s stunned face. The gasp was universal. “I’m Archer Whitlock, former Alpha General, and I’m here... to reclaim my rank!!!”

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