Arnold And Helga Novels & Stories

His tie lay abandoned beside his coffee mug while Arnold stood opposite him with a tablet in hand. The conversation stopped the moment they noticed me. Too quickly. Far too quickly. Arnold straightened. "Good morning, Miss Hale." "Morning." Theo looked up and smiled. "You're awake." "I am." I leaned against the doorway. "What were you two talking about?" "Work." The answer came too quickly. Arnold cleared his throat. "I'll leave you both." Without another word, he disappeared. I watched him go before turning back to Theo. "You know," I said slowly, "for two people discussing work, you both looked remarkably guilty."

He'd moved out to live with Helga, and she had just gotten out of the shower. Gently, she called out, "Shawn." Helga was only covering her top with a bra and the rest of her body with a piece of a towel. Her hair was half-dried, and the air around her was refreshing. She huddled closer to Shawn and bent over, wrapping her arms around him. "It's late. Why are you still texting her?" Shawn froze and locked his phone. He turned around. Helga was inches away, trying to kiss him, but he dodged. Wiping the liquid off his cheek, he asked, "How about I blow-dry your hair?"

“Caleb always made sure to keep the Flagstaff pack well distanced from those guys in Rogers Lake, and it’s obvious to me why.” “I will do my best to continue steering Malcolm toward the responsible thing,” Arnold says. “That is all I can promise.” “Thank you,” I say, standing up to give Arnold a hug. “Do you want to stay a while? I think we’re going to have fireworks on the beach once the sun goes down.” Arnold shakes his head. “Malcolm doesn’t know I’m here, so I shouldn’t stay too long. Congratulations again on your marriage, and best of luck with your new cub.”

She defended herself while still standing before the main door of the house. "Friends? Sweetheart, seriously." Carl is carrying the sleeping beauty Helga while he's sitting on his new favorite couch that he never let anyone sit on. "After you had this crazy chasing and running away scenario with Rig and being this lovesick girl towards the coldest man Joshua Brenner, it's not impossible for you to end up living a guy who's always treating you a McDonald's meal with free toys." He cackled, earning a loud smack of hand on his thigh from Amy, telling him to shut it because Helga is sleeping.

ARNOLD I wake up to the sound of soft whispers coming from Hazel and Ethan's direction. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I glance over to see them huddled close together, their heads bent in deep conversation and I hear Hazel giggling. The bond between them seems stronger than ever, and I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy gnawing at me. As they notice me stirring, their conversation falters for a moment before Hazel shoots me a warm smile. “Morning, Arnold.” She says, her voice soft and gentle. “Sleep well?”

Arnoldo answered. Helena's body shuddered at the time after learning Cornell had been kidnapped. Her strength swung too much, forcing her feet to slip and her to fall on Arnoldo, who was standing behind her. "Do not be concerned, Madam. Nothing bad is going to happen to the young master. We must summon Master!" Arnoldo clutched his madam's hand, assuring her not to worry, despite the fact that he was unable to prevent himself from worrying about an uncertain day.

Arnold yelled towards me in happiness. I was a bit happy and lost at his declaration. I was happy because he seemed genuinely overjoyed. I was confused though because I had no idea what he was talking about. “Arnou I'm sure that's amazing. But who has agreed and to what?” I asked Arnou with a chuckle. “Sorry,” he said with a small laugh. “Herley. Harley has agreed to make the antidote!” Arnold explained in joy as he walked closer to me with a big smile on his face.

His face is blurry to me. His voice is muffled. I inhale as my eyes shut. Now too heavy to open. But a scent fills my nostrils, a family scent. I cling to it as I truly fall into oblivion. ---- Andrea Something soft is touching my face. Patting my cheek delicately. Andrea. Open your eyes. I don't want to though. I'm warm, comfortable. The softness continues to caress my face. Leaving tingles trailing it as it moves.

Aurora mouthed and walked out of the two of them in haste. Truthfully, when she entered and saw the two of them naked. A kind of pain tugged at her heart and she wished she didn’t come this early. They were supposed to be mourning his dead son right?and he was supposed to stay away from his ex wife because he was beginning to have feelings for her right?Maybe it was all just her illusions and she better tear it apart before it grows into something else. “Why is she here?” Angeline asked as soon as Aurora walked into the room.

Tall, broad-shouldered, with dark hair slicked back. He stopped in front of Mira, flashing a grin. "Hey," he said, his accent thick. "I'm Arnold. I don't think we've met." Mira's smile returned. "Mira." "You here with friends?" "Yeah." She gestured toward me. "This is Gianna." Arnold glanced at me, nodding. "Nice to meet you." Then his attention shifted back to Mira. "Want to grab a drink? Maybe take a swim?"