Shirou X Archer Novels & Stories

"The world has taught me to be cautious, to protect my heart. Can I risk shattering the fragile peace I have found?" Archer, his voice filled with gentle determination, closed the distance between them, his hand reaching out to delicately brush against Violet's. "We understand the scars that mar your spirit," he murmured, his touch a balm against the ache of her past. "But in our union lies a strength that can overcome any obstacle. Trust in the unwavering bond that has brought us together. Together, we will face whatever challenges arise."

As for the archer himself, he quickly extricated himself from the battle at the first chance he got. Kirou had always taken notice of the archer's presence so when he noticed that the archer was fleeing, instead of breaking from combat with the group before him to give chase, Kirou quietly created two shadow clones that sneakily snuck away from the battle and gave chase. For now, he would have them chase down the archer while he dealt with the thirteen beings before him.

in a writing that Shiro was surprised to understand. "This doesn't feel nice " said, still walking towards the statue, looking around the hall that was empty. "Somebody stop me " he said in his mind. He wanted to scream, but he couldn't open his mouth, he just kept walking until he reached the statue and placed his hand on it, then he removed it and watched as stone plating began to fall off, revealing a real man in armour. Shiro marveled at what he saw, staring from up to down before asking "so who are y...." and receiving a punch that sent him and his head headphones separate ways. ya'll know what happened next*

"With so many shifters present, what if rumors start circulating about us?" Archer let out a sigh. "Don't fret about my situation. I can handle any complications that arise. Trust me, Lavina," he reassured, easing my worries. We got into the car, with Archer sliding behind the wheel. As we neared the wedding venue, my nerves began to fray. The thought of facing Keenan and potentially losing my temper was daunting. Sensing my tension, Archer gently placed his warm hand over mine, drawing my attention to his comforting emerald eyes.

Hunter growled in anger, appearing in Archer's mind for the first time in a long time. He fought for control against Archer's barriers but Archer was surprisingly stronger, and kept the walls up because if he did not, he knew that there would be bloodshed once Hunter was let out. Sam whispered to Archer, "Calm down, Alpha, there are humans around. You would not want to clean up the mess once Alpha Hunter takes over." Archer knew that much. His wolf was a lot messier than him. Shutting his eyes, Archer took calming breaths. Finally, he opened his eyes and in a split second, he had Blondie's wrist in a crushing grip. Blondie struggled against Archer's grip but was not successful at freeing his

They didn't know what to do with themselves. Archer's hands glowed gold as he worked on Sable's chest wound. The gash was deep, and her body was thin from years of surviving on nothing but snow and stubbornness, but she was fighting. Through the third bond, I felt Archer's exhaustion and his determination. He wouldn't let her die. Not after everything.

Archer, unfazed, reached across and snatched a sushi roll from Melvin’s box—earning a deadly glare from the little boy—and brought it up to Aria’s lips. The sushi was too big for her to eat in one bite, so she took half. Archer casually popped the rest into his own mouth, like it was the most normal thing in the world. The whole thing felt intimate. Almost too intimate. People around them were starting to blush just watching. But Aria, distracted by the unwelcome Williams sisters, didn’t notice the deliberate closeness. Archer, as usual, had gotten exactly what he wanted. Ruby, meanwhile, looked like she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. Nothing about the stoic, no-nonsense Archer from h

Liora Archer and Vincent Russo rolled together, their excited and ecstatic expressions on full display. The high-quality visuals could rival Japanese romantic films. Many men watched with relish, swallowing saliva. "Liora Archer has a good figure!" "Tsk tsk, the expression is really on point! I'd give it a nine!" "Damn, Vincent Russo is really lucky!" "Wait, isn't Vincent Russo dead?" Liora Archer's face turned pale, she screamed, and rushed to the control panel, grabbing anything and smashing it in a hysterical frenzy. Senator Archer rushed over, grabbed Liora Archer's hair, and started hitting her mercilessly.

Archer's features darkened with a mixture of disbelief and frustration as he processed my revelation. "In love with me?" he echoed, his voice tinged with disbelief. "But that's... just..." "I know, Archer. It never thought she’d admit it," I interjected, reaching out to grasp his hand in a gesture of support. "But now that we know, we can't ignore it. It's not fair to either of us, or to Aurora." Archer nodded slowly, his jaw clenched with a newfound resolve. "You're right, Georgie. This changes things."

My heart sprang for joy as I licked my lips and closed my eyes, focusing on our bond. “I won’t lose you,” I whispered fiercely, as I let Ru take control. As Ru reached out, a warmth enveloped Archer and me, our life forces intertwining, merging into one. “Together,” I breathed, my heart racing as I fought against the darkness threatening to pull him away. As our life force linked, I felt the energy surge through me and into Archer, filling the room around us. Then Archer coughed.