Arthur Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Do you guys have a nice trip to the palace, Daddy, Brother Julian, and Brother Sean? And, where is big brother Arthur?" "I am here." An exhausted voice replied. Arthur is teleported directly on the sofa and plopped down beside his mother. "Those three are the worst! I almost couldn't hold their ridiculous outburst when they heard you went missing for overnight, Seiran." Seiran chuckles. Her oldest brother, Arthur, is a mix of their mother and father. He had their father's gold hair with a hint of black on the very end, combed stylishly to the back of his head, and their mother's oceanic eyes. Previously, his bother is very protective of her. However, when Seiran reached eighteen years old,

“I love him — as a friend. A special friend, yes, but nothing more. What chance? It wouldn’t be fair to him. I don’t have deeper feelings, and he deserves someone who loves him completely.” Arthur matured a lot over the years. He started going to the gym and got strong. Not a skinny boy anymore — a handsome man popular with women. We were, are, and I hope, will remain good friends. Arthur and Eli are my best friends. It would be foolish to deny that I know about his feelings. It’s obvious to anyone paying attention. I endured every full moon, hoping for my soulmate, then grew desperate. The she-wolf demanded her due. And at one of those moments, Arthur was simply there.

WARNING : THERE WILL BE CRUEL SCENES WHICH MIGHT BE DISTURBING FOR YOU IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE SKIP THE CHAPTER ◇NO POV◇ Aurthur's face is looking extreme dangerous he is fuming with anger he is waiting for someone in his base xion seen Aurthur in angry many times but today he is quite different and looking dangerous which made even xion to shiver for a second his eyes are blood red in anger aurthur screamed "where is that bitch" one of the man shivered and said "bringing lord" they brought sana and tied her to a pole she is unconscious

I spit it out on the ground, but Arthur refuses to give me a break and kicks my ribs, making me inhale, but the sensation is close to inhaling knives because of the pain. I roll over to my back, and Arthur watches me, his expression a mixture of satisfaction and challenge, as though to say, "Yeah, that's what I can do. Do you want more?" Fear ripples down my body. What happened to Arthur? Why is he trying to kill me now? Why does it seem like I'm fighting his evil twin or his body possessed by some kind o demon?

Looking at my pack who are still fighting and holding their own against the weapons of the guards. My father begins to shift, his bones popping as they dislocate and rearrange themselves, and I find myself staring into the swirling cobalt eyes of Arthur. He’s the polar opposite of David, he’s evil, sadistic and a little crazy. A perfect soul matched to my father. He lunges forwards to attack; I shift my weight onto my heals and twist as I use his trajectory against him and throw him into a nearby tree.

"Because once born, he'll feel better about the future of ShadowClaw. And with the war coming, he knows he has to do whatever it takes for the alliance, including marrying someone he doesn't care about." Our eyes met and we exhaled, understanding the mutual feeling of distaste we had for Catherine. "This is a lot to take in," I said, furrowing my brow. "I can understand that. But the point behind this talk is to ask you to please not give up on him. Regardless of what you think, he cares about you." I didn't expect Arthur to love me back but was hopeful that some of his tenderness toward me was genuine. From what Anthony was telling me, this was true. Arthur had feelings for me. But it wasn'

Arthur smiled seeing her expression as opened the sealed envelope . " Dad, I've got a lead on a lady named Clara Thorne. I've seen her multiple times with jackass Arthur.....really jackass ?" Arthur asked as he continued reading the letter. " They seem pretty close and I notice him having an argument with the sterling family head. I think they are related. Should we move up the plan or wait till after he gives us a sign," he read and looked at her, " so there's another person wanting me dead," he said and burnt the paper while looking at her.

Arthur looks at us and smiles, "Be gentle to him, Chris." "Hey, Arthur, are you selling me out?! Don't you forget that I am going to be your future wife?!!" I shout at him. "I know." He confidently answers while he put his hands inside his pocket. "You will still choose me at the end. Right? End it now just like how you end your relationship with my brother. Too much drama is not healthy with our relationship." Well, he is right; even many men wanted to have sex with me at the very end, I will still chase him. It's his fault my body got used to him, and also, rather than that, I love Arthur. Even he teases me a lot and acts like a pervert sometimes, well men are men. We can't change that fac

“You wanna explain this?“ Chad threw a magazine on the table. Arthur leaned back, puffing dejectedly. “Not this again.“ “What went wrong that such an article had to be printed? “ “Ursula went wrong, Uncle. I'm fed up with that broad. Getting me in bed with her seems like her life goal. This article just proved how far she's willing to go.“ “Then why don't you just do it?“ Arthur's dark eyes narrowed as he leaned forward. “Do what? “ “Be her lover.“ Chad said those words with so much ease. “For all I know, Mr. Devon has been much of a help to us.“ “Yeah. So the old man helps me and I bang his daughter to show my appreciation. That's awesome!“ Arthur threw his hands in the air in a fake glee.

I asked, smiling. “He’s getting there,” Arthur said, tapping his temple. “He’s distracted by the new librarian, who may or may not be fencing stolen rare books through the annual book sale.” He winked. “It’s pure nonsense, of course. But it’s my nonsense.” This was our new, peaceful rhythm. His playful, fictional world existed alongside my quiet, real one. We were in our own orbits, content.