Archer Diaries

Archer Diaries

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Mason Archer, the estranged son of the deranged woman on the block, has no friends and everyone hates him. Well maybe except his new therapist, Mrs Robyn Hawthorne, the seemingly abused wife of the rich business mogul. Being charged with assault for saving his only obsession, Mason disappears only to resurface four years later with only one motive, to permanently save Robyn and claim her as his. Only there is one problem, Mr. Hawthorne is gone and all eyes are on Robyn and Mason after all so S'smeone has to taken the blame and who better than the wife who despises him and her estranged admirer... See All Rights Reserved to EddyWina.Copyright©2016
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~ongoing~ Andrea Wren had experienced countless setbacks in her life, the greatest of them all being the loss of her parents in a hit-and-run. The unsolved mystery tormented her for years, she believed that there was more than the court revealed. Now that things are eventually looking up and she has a lead on the case, an intimidating man lurking in the shadows gets in her way. There was nothing soft about him. Not his voice, not his stare, and definitely not the way he moved, like every step had already been plotted ten moves ahead. Though they start off on the wrong foot, the walls between them soon begin to crack and a reluctant alliance is initiated. With glares turning into secret glances and an irresistible attraction binding them, something more is bound to arise. ◕ ◕ ◕ He smirked, the kind that curled with trouble, and slowly leaned in, his eyes locked on mine, unblinking. My breath hitched as I braced myself against the desk behind me, my fingers curling around the edge. His gaze flicked to my lips, a fleeting loaded glance, before he abruptly turned away stepping back just far enough to make me ache for air. "If you keep this up," he murmured, voice low and edged with heat, "I might just kiss that smart mouth of yours." I pushed off the desk, circling around him, my tone firm but my knees anything but steady. "I'm being serious here." "So am I." There was something darker in his eyes now, something unreadable and electric. My skin tingled with warning. Before I could figure out what had shifted, he moved. ~weekly updates~

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