Arthur And The Invisibles Cast 2 Novels & Stories

She leaned into it, her fingers resting on his thick wrist, her skin impossibly pale and delicate against his weathered flesh. “I told you before, Arthur,” she whispered, her breath brushing his lips. “I am a ghost who has seen the end of the world. If you want to survive the next week, stop asking how I know the future and start preparing for the army Julian is about to hire with his remaining shadow assets.” Arthur’s eyes narrowed, his thumb gently tracing her jawline with a slow, possessive friction. “Let him hire an army, Evelyn. I built the matrix he stands on. If he wants to burn the house down, I’ll make sure he’s the one locked inside the furnace.”

Marcus's voice was flat but something underneath it wasn't, something underneath it was shaking. "Gone where?" "I don't know." "She was right here Marcus, she was standing right" "I know." His eyes met mine and what I saw there stopped me, not just worry, something deeper, something that looked like he was already calculating how bad this was and the answer wasn't good. "Daniel is still missing." I swallowed hard. "Arthur?" "Vanished." Of course he did, Arthur appeared and disappeared like smoke, like someone who had spent decades making sure he was never exactly where anyone expected him to be.

With a deep breath, Lyra reached for the heavy brass door handle, her supernatural allies by her side. They had gathered from many realms and seen many battles, but tonight, they were united in purpose – to confront Arthur and reveal his true intentions. The door creaked open, revealing the grand entrance hall of Arthur's opulent mansion. The air was thick with anticipation as they stepped inside, each one ready to face whatever awaited them.

the bear-like familiar looks amused. “Over?” We’ve only just begun,” “You’re creatures are dying, the vampires want nothing to do with you, you don’t stand a chance,” Arthur takes a daring step forward. “It doesn’t matter,” the familiar says. “She’s all we need,” I go rigid and silently beg Robbie to stay quiet. “She’s not yours,” Arthur says through gritted teeth and moves closer, putting some distance between us and risking exposing me clearly holding something under my shirt. I try to move so that I’m still shielded by Arthur and the familiar doesn’t seem to notice anything, yet.

My arm settles around Aurora’s shoulders on instinct, pulling her into my side protectively. Arthur’s eyes keep scanning the room, again and again, as if the intruder might materialize out of thin air if he stares hard enough. His jaw tightens every time his gaze lands on the open closet, the overturned drawers, the scattered clothes that still carry her scent. He turns to me. “You sensed something,” he says. Not a question. A confirmation. “Yes,” I answer, already piecing it together even as my wolf presses forward, irritated. “They don’t appear in the videos because they were already inside the room. They waited until the house was loud enough to hide movement.”

Chloe “Tsk tsk! Look at them!” Arthur, who blended with us in the Red Moon Pack looked at the retreating backs of the elders as they frantically fled at sight. His eyes looked at them in disdain as he realized how cowardly these so-called elders looked. “Let’s continue the act until we are given the signal.” Looking around, there were still many things to do before wrapping up the show that we did. Arthur and Vanessa followed as instructed, not leaving all the core members of the Dark Wood Pack alive.

As soon as she had moved aside enough for me to squeeze through I did just that, Elijah following me into the room a few seconds later. The room that Arthur was hiding in was mostly empty with a few boxes stacked in one corner. He was sitting with his back against those boxes, holding his knees and mumbling something incoherently under his breath. I could see why my mom wanted me to take pity on him, he looked so pathetic when he didn’t have his powers to fall back on. He was still a monster though, I couldn’t forget that. Just thinking of some of the things that he had done made my blood run cold. If I didn’t stop him now then he would just do this again to someone else. But thinking about

"Irina is a Psycho. She might even kill your entire family" he said with panic and true concern. Arthur is not a fool nor neither is he delusional. He knows that when the time comes to finish this game of hide and seek, Irina would wage a war against the Ernest clan. He used to be scared of that prospect before. But now, not so much. His fears were not baseless in the past. And not his courage now either. His clan is not as strong as the Ravens. Still, it is not. But there is a difference now. The Ravens are splitting. There is an invisible wall between Irina and Raphael. Now, there is an internal war going on in the Raven clan. Arthur is sure that Raphael will win and Irina is going to tast

He was confused too, until… A woman dressed in a long silver satin dress came from behind the stage. She instantly took the breath away from most people, notably Ian, Raphael, Nicholas, Madelyn, and even Isabella. The woman was Fatima. It seemed their blood supply to their hearts was cut off. Their hearts stopped. *** •Author Tatty• Xen so petty despite being my top reader — gave me half a star 🫠. I'm sorry the storyline has become frustrating lately. I'm just following the outline. Sorry for disappointing y'all. Truly sorry. I feel bad writing these chapters myself.

“Auren and Kael. Riven and Draken. Me, Tarin, and Thessaly.” My stomach twisted tighter, but I just nodded. “We don’t engage,” she warned. “Invisible, in and out. We watch, we listen, we learn. And we come back alive.” Tarin slid a tray of vials across the table, liquid the color of smoke swirling inside. “Two hours of invisibility. Don’t waste it.”