Shirou Archer Novels & Stories

Geo dropped down from the rooftops right onto another hunter. Shiro disarmed one of them that was pointing their gun at Ava. A quick hit with the butt end of it and the hunter was down and out. He would leave the killing for his warriors, though. His main focus was Ava. He carried her out of the alleyway, the chains burning him as well. He was going to set her down to yank the chains off when he felt a searing pain on his side. He still had that wound from one of the bullets that had clipped him on his right side. Another one buried itself into his leg while he had hurried to get Ava out of there. It took all he had in him not to scream from the pain of those silver bullets.

Archer paused him , " This can't be true . Something had , happened . Shizuka is not someone who will give up or end up like this .She is Ferocious like fire . No one ,can Break her easily .this might be ,no ..no...this is someone's trap . Where she had trapped as an victim " Archers words made Rafter , attack with an unknown fear .He never expected Something ,like this .This is not the men ,whom he used to see . This is wild .If he is trapped , no one can save him from Archer . Archer is Worser than shizuka.

"Keep it steady!" I regained my footing between the bags, aimed, then took another two shots. One hit his upper arm, the other his shoulder, but he kept coming, unfazed by the gushing holes. I shifted my weight onto my other foot and grinned. I might not have stopped him, but the Thornblood dipped bullets had punctured him, binding shade and host to the same satisfying fate. I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes.

the young lady said as she raised an eyebrow. Shiro balled his palms in so much frustration and then let out three consecutive deep breaths to calm himself because of the quick consumption of his patience brought by the annoying and stubborn girl he met. "I'm an ancient ethereal beast. That alone is enough reason," he replied with mixed arrogance when he calmed down.

I say with a little laugh running my finger along his chin as he pulled me even closer to him, desire in his eyes. “I am only those things around you, my opinions and views on many things and the way I run my pack are still the same as they were a year ago. Having you has given me a new perspective on life but also more fight to keep any such trespassers out, I feel any such person who enters my borders without permission is nothing, but a rouge and we all know how I feel about those vermin.” Archer growled out with such anger in his expression, but now he has brought up the topic of a rouge, I’m reminded of what happened earlier.

"It sounds like... like the house is breathing." "It’s just the wind in the vents," Sebastian lied. It was a hero’s lie, the kind he used to tell in Act Two before the third-act triumph. But there was no triumph coming. Silas stepped into the doorway. He didn't burst in; he didn't shout. He simply occupied the space. The moonlight from the high clerestory windows caught the edge of his tactical gear, turning him into a silhouette of matte black and grey. Sebastian spun around, leveling the 1911. "Who’s there? I’ll fire! I swear to God, I’ll fire!"

"Hold on, Archer. Hold on to me." The shadow screamed again and lunged.

She learned to trust her intuition even more and found a newfound harmony with the natural world. Aria: The sharpshooting archer, typically reserved and guarded, found herself in a realm of mirrors that reflected her emotions. She confronted her past and her reluctance to open up to others. Aria realized that her vulnerability was not a weakness but a testament to her humanity. She vowed to share her thoughts and feelings with her companions more openly, deepening their bonds.

Stunned of being suddenly submerged, I automatically bring my arms simultaneously over my head and flap them into the water to propel myself up and finally bring my head out. I inhale a deep breath, catching my respiration and cough out water. Thank god that I didn't put makeup today. Coming back to my senses, I realise that loud guffaws are resonating around me. My jaw clench as it's Eren who is laughing his ass of. Freaking moron! I even have my shoes on.

“Air power. Check!” Up on a ridge, Archer watched the chaos unfold. “They’ve got this,” he muttered to himself, not wanting to miss the fun. He raised his hand, and a glowing bow of pure energy appeared in his grasp, a shimmering arrow already notched. “Time to join the party.” He released the arrow, and it shot through the air, piercing an ogre’s chest with an explosion of light. The beast roared in pain and crumpled to the ground. “Bullseye!”