Novel & Cerita 3 Musketeers Athos

” taunts the eldest in the group as he downs his seventh large bottle of beer for the night. ”Holy fucking… You are DRUNK Nate. Get him some coffee, Mama Angela. We can’t have any bar fights tonight because of him.” ”One coffee, barista! And make it as strong as an angry horse’s kick before I kick this ass' face!” All of the Three Musketeers Laughed at the joke of the one who was codenamed Millady back then when they were still young. This was when she had been a part of The Belle's most trusted ladies-in-waiting in the Castaneda court.

“Believe me, there are already two people auditioning for that role. Marcus and Kai.” “I thought Kai was executed.” “No. We faked his death.” “Well,” he says, a real smile spreading now. “That’s good news.” We crest a small hill, and there it is—a weathered road sign reading Eretria. “Well,” I says, clapping me lightly on his shoulder. “Let’s go get Athena her groom so you can finally have your grand reunion with the three musketeers.” “Shut up,” He says, but he's rolling his eyes with a grin, and for the first time, it almost feels like we might be okay.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

There was a bit of sarcasm in her tone, but all in all, I was ready to go, and ready to face the entire Golden Stone pack with lexie, the moon Goddess, Levy, and the four musketeers, I had nothing to fear. "It's three musketeers, it's a legendary number, it's always been." Lexie groaned in my head. "Who cares if it's three, I say four, and four it is," I replied in my mind. "Already being a true Luna, I must commend." Lexie giggled while I smirked. "Didn't notice," I replied and shut her out of my mind, it was time for the big finale. Juanita, Cassy, and I got into the elevator. Benedict and Carla offered to use the stairs.

“I’ve been waiting for an excuse.” ‎ ‎Kane stood, brushing his coat back with the movement, and turned toward the door. “Let them scream. Let them beg. But make sure they know—who owns their pleasure, and who commands their pain.” ‎ ‎ ‎--- ‎ ‎ ‎Kane entered the room like a whisper before a thunderclap—silent, deadly, thick with menace. ‎There they were—the three musketeers. Mason and Lyra and Castelle, who was on display—his masterpiece of chaos and devotion.

And then, as if summoned by desire itself, he appeared. Athos. He was wearing a white linen shirt, open at the chest, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair slightly messy. His eyes... my gods, those eyes. "I was hoping you would find this hall," he said with a half-smile, as if he knew I would come. "It's... beautiful," I murmured, still trying to maintain my composure, even as my body betrayed any attempt at poise. My nipples were already hard beneath the robe.

However, they shared a common goal in coming here: to uphold the dignity of the Corynthean martial arts world. Renowned martial practitioners were scattered in various hotels in Swalesbury. At the Fourre Hotel... The Camelot Order's leader, Master Athos, finished his meditation in the room and sat at the table, sipping tea with a profound gaze and contemplating the showdown at Gildsea Lake tomorrow. A young disciple who came with him asked, "Master, can we defeat that ruthless demon tomorrow?" "It's hard to say. He's already killed four faction leaders, including Harmon. His abilities are absolutely formidable, and as one of the pillars in the martial arts world, we cannot shirk our responsi

Gouria feared for their lives and he made a wish upon himself and for the first time in forever his wish worked on him and both men vanished before the eyes of Athesmos and his men. Athesmos growled in pure rage as he marched out of the room once he made it out of the Castle he saw his faithful men already gathered about waiting for their King's command. Athesmos stood as a big black bird landed on his shoulder. The angry man yelled. "THIS IS WAR!" Howl of men and swords clacking against shields was the only sound that filled the nights. ********

His gaze was as hard as steel. The three musketeers— Garrick, Maris and Thane, had unreadable expressions on their faces. Foolish old wolves who clung to the past like it was the only thing keeping their wretched selves alive. I could see the disdain in their eyes as they watched her walk beside me with narrowed eyes. But Ava didn't care, she held her head up high and kept her spine straight. She was far more important and stronger than any of them in this room so she has nothing to fear. Pride swelled within and Leo purred in satisfaction that she wasn't cowering before the council like they had been expecting.

“Amitabha. You are chosen, child. You are destined for greatness.” The samurai scoffed. “He’s still in the foundational stage, and you’re already praising him.” The monk replied calmly, “At least let us introduce ourselves.” The robed man spoke. “My name is Balthasar.” The monk bowed slightly. “Amitabha. I am Abhaya.” The samurai spoke arrogantly. “Yamato.” “We are the Masters of this plane,” they said together. “The Three Musketeers.” Their voices shook the entire dimension.