Novel & Cerita Sons Of Archery Season 2

He deftly nocked it to his bowstring with ease. Without hesitation, he drew it back. He was an excellent archer too. After all, what less could be expected from a king who had been a warrior since the age of ten and had grown to be the most formidable man in the realm? It only meant he was a master of many skills. As he prepared to release his arrow, a sudden burst of laughter from Xavier cut through the tension, causing a minor tremor in Malik's focus. His fingers twitched as he loosed the arrow, sending it spinning in an erratic spiral that landed just shy of its mark.

Archer was fearless. No matter what happened today, the Gillete Group was backing him up. “Where the f*ck did you come from? How dare you poke your nose into this!? “Believe me when I say I won’t let you walk out of this hotel!” “I don’t believe it,” Kayson said faintly. “F*ck! Are you trying to die now!?” Archer grabbed a bottle from the table and threw it at Kayson. Kayson avoided it easily and took a brisk step forward to kick Archer.

Archer yelled out. And that is how you know that it is true love. “Don’t you raise your voice with me, boy!” His father warned. Is this guy living in the twenty-first century or what? And boy? Does he really think that Archer is still a little boy? Archer is a man! “Then don’t you dare to insult my girl!” Archer shot back. Woah! The intensity behind Archer’s words almost made me swoon in awe but my burning anger towards his father’s words was overpowering anything else I was feeling at the moment.

"That's all that matters. We're all here for you, Zyra. If you ever need to talk, I'm here." "Thanks, Sera. That means a lot," Zyra said, feeling a bit of the weight lift from her shoulders. After the warm-up, Kieran began the archery session. He demonstrated a complex maneuver, firing three arrows in quick succession and hitting the bullseye each time. "Alright, everyone, let's see your best shots!" Zyra picked up her bow, focusing on the target in front of her. She drew the string back, aiming carefully, and released the arrow. It flew through the air, hitting the target just outside the bullseye. Not perfect, but a solid start.

lucky him! Archer, being the son of the present Beta male held the position of the future Beta of their pack, had short, spiky sandy brown hair, green hazel eyes, a built body, dressed in a white shirt that hugged his body, showing off his belly abs, black jean jacket with a pair of black boots. Archer was also mated but to a male and the two loved each other dearly, not Minding the fact that they were the same sex. Karenina, the mother of their little group had short red hair that fell to her shoulders, greyish orbs, wearing a red top, black jeans, and red shoes, Karenina had also found her mate while their other friends, Jenny and Chris died a year ago from longing.

“Archie we've raised is our real son, not him... he's a demon!" "Haven't you seen the way he looks at us? No longing, no love for his parents—just that eerily calm stare. What ten-year-old has eyes like that? He'll definitely become a murderer!" His mother was screaming furiously. He heard his father say, “Why did he have to come back? After being missing so many years, he should have stayed gone." "We have Archie and Anson now. That's enough." Archer found it absurd. He was the real Archer, he should have been their “Archie” but someone else had already taken his place.

“Maliyah, would you like to show Bjarki and me your archery skills? Aspen said he has been teaching you to use a bow.” “Sure dad.” She walks over and Bjarki hands her the bow. Stands in position and raises the bow. As soon as she releases we look at the target and it’s a bullseye. “Excellent shot Maliyah,” says Bjarki. “I wouldn’t expect less from her. She has been one of my best students. She’s a better shot than most of our warriors father,” says Aspen as he walks out of the trees. “That’s my girl,” I say smiling at my daughter.

They loved one thing about traditional archery—they called the shots. They aimed and fired just as they pleased. Was not this just another way to show they liked being in charge? Stefan let go of the bowstring, and the arrow zipped straight to the target's center. Yosef watched from afar. "Mr. Webb, you haven't visited me in two days..." The woman's voice on the phone sounded so sad. Yosef glanced at the archery contest before looking away. "I've been busy," he said. Stefan picked up a different bow, and so did Zara.

As his eyes landed on the two, he was not surprised to see it was Jesu's two sons. Signaling again, the horn blew once more, and the archers drew back their arrows. He watched as the younger of Jesu's sons struggled to hold his bow steady, and Liam knew he would be short of his target. The eldest brother however, was firm and unwavering. At the horns signal, they all fired once more, and only the red ribboned arrow buried itself in the center of the target. The archers drew and fired once more, and the results were the same. Only one arrow had made it to the final target.

But the more he went into the forest, the more he became disoriented and lost his way. It was pouring, and he hated it. He hated rain. When it came to a stop, he overheard a few boys conversing to one another a short distance away without noticing that he was there. They were holding bows in their hands. That time, Raymond realized that he entered the Shadow Moon pack because that pack's primary weapon was a bow and arrow. That Alpha's son had excellent skills in archery. Because of this, many people referred to him as the "king of archery."