Arthur Dog Book Novels & Stories

A ring enchast appeared on my index and I draw a circle on the transparent screen of the pendulum's clock. The time of my neat house came back. "That's a smart, lazy way to clean up a house," he praises. My tiny dog, One, barks and attacks him! Then the rest of my dogs follow. Haiban runs into the kitchen and stays on top of the kitchen island. I wanted to laugh for it reminded me of Hessuel and One's first meeting too. To pacify the dogs, I cast them outside the house with no food—as their punishment. In the kitchen, Haiban's golden spellbook is floating in front of us as I study the spell he made that brought back his life.

"Arth! You missed a spot in here, you stupid pet!" Luna tapped his shoulder, giving the best encouraging smile she could give. "Good luck.” Arth stormed out of the kitchen, mumbling curses, and then entered the living room. Alice stood there, waiting for him with her arms crossed over her chest. "You really like ordering me around, don't you? For heaven’s sake, I’m not your dog," Arth said as he went to clean the spot on the floor. ‘It's just a tiny speck! Is she crazy?!’

"Hey buddy, please be nice to Elora. She is not an enemy!" Elora found it weird and fascinating that Prince Arthur was talking to an animal. Prince Arthur heard her chuckle and turned around. "What's wrong? I've been talking to an animal ever since I learned how to use magic and I have proven that they really followed everything I said!" "I see! You are treating them well, it's no wonder why they are cooperative with you!" "Indeed, all the animals have feelings as well. Anyway, hold my shoulders, and we will fly again with incredible speed."

Arthur assured my Aunt, “No, Aunty Daisy. We will try our best to protect the Lycan house. We are much stronger than them. The rogues will be killed.” Little Bambi jumped out of my arms, wagging his tail, he hurried when he found the chance. I had to rush after him, calling out to Arthur to come with me. “Arthur! Catch him!” I had this feeling that the wolf pup might run away because he is unaware of everything and when he reached downstairs, he went directly for a ball that was left on the bench by one of the maids. He grabbed the ball with his mouth, his tail still waggled in the air. He tried to bark and I chuckled looking at Arthur who tucked his hand inside his pocket.

He came in to find Amunsa, his supposed friend standing at the dinning table pretending as if nothing happens with his dog lying dead on the ground. Arthur got shocked on the sudden dead of his little puppy. He asked him what happened but Amunsa lied telling him that, his dog swallowed a hug bone from the dustbean in which he finds it difficult to swallow but he couldn't and that the bone got in-between his neck which he fell down suddenly on the ground. Arthur trusted his words and didn't bother to check the dogs mouth if it was truly a bone. He took the dog and gave him a befitting burial. Amunsa kicked Arthur's dog really hard on the stomach that he died instantly at the spot.

I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm so there won't be a lot of orders. But why do I feel like he's going to ask me something weird? Crap, he better don’t do that. “Arthur, you can’t do it to a patient” I smile at him, try to convince him that I will be a bad errand type. “It’s okay, only me who knows it. Plus, I can keep a secret” he winks. “Asshole, go away!” I answer immediately. His laughter filled the room, he must be happy that he successfully teases me. What a jerk. Arthur opened the plastic bag and took out one orange from there, he slowly peeled the skin and cleaned it before handing one to me.

I had to move. He had to be dealt with. Arthur first, if I could manage it. Robert… soon after. I wasn’t stupid enough to walk into that cell right then and there and interrupt. That would look desperate. Suspicious. No, I needed to keep my hands clean at least until they didn’t have to be anymore. I pushed open the main hall door and nearly collided with someone rounding the corner. Finn. Of course. Arthur’s dog. Always watching. Always two steps behind his master with that unreadable look on his face, like he knew things no one else did.

I thought: she has been getting the not-being-alone from books because the not-being-alone was not reliably available from the rooms she was in. I looked at the volume in my hand. Arthur was pulling a sixth book from a shelf near the back of the shop. He turned and held it out and I crossed the space to take it and I looked at the cover and opened to the first page and read the first paragraph and I thought: yes. I thought: this one especially. "Six," Arthur said. "Six," I said. He looked at me over the reading glasses he had put back on. "You know her well," he said. "For someone who's never bought her a book before."

Once everyone had left, and the door was closed firmly behind them, Village Head Fan sighed exhaustedly and sat down. “How is the boy,” he asked vaguely? “Young Arthur is fine, Head Fan. He struggled at first after experiencing his first kill. But he’s pretty calm now.” It was Blistering Cheetah who replied. The words he spoke revealed that Village Head Fan knew that Arthur was sneaking off to experience real life battles against beasts, but didn’t stop him anyway. “I see. Has he familiarized himself with the movement of beasts?” Village Head Fan asked again.

Elisa retorted. “That is why I must hope to be wrong!” Arthur flared up. His eyes spat dangerous sparks. He flung the book away with so much annoyance and got to his feet. “Do you think I am pleased to have such blood in my house? huh… I really do hope the moon goddess get back to their senses as soon as possible.” “She is your mate?” Elisa asked, shocked. Arthur didn’t say a word. That automatically answered her question. She blinked, cold chill washed down her skin. “No…that can’t be…she is really human…” her voice trailed off in disbelief.