Arthur Fates Novels & Stories

“Exactly. And for what it’s worth, Arthur seems… different now. Better.” “He… is,” I say softly, glancing across the room to where Arthur is engaged in conversation with my father and some city officials. Even from here, I can see the ease in his posture, the genuine smile on his face. So much unlike the perfect, polished President on posters and magazine covers, and yet somehow better. “Fate brought you two back together for a reason,” Brian says firmly. “He’s put in the work to right his wrongs. I never thought I would say this, but… I’m glad you gave him another chance.”

“The parameters—” “The parameters don’t account for surprise,” Arthur said, his gaze fixed on the shuddering world. “You’re reading the old stories. This one is writing itself.” He paused. “Let it.” I felt the shift. Not in the machine, but in the air between them. Arthur wasn’t offering forgiveness. That was a river dammed long ago. He was offering a purpose. A partnership. Not as friends, but as sentinels. Two men, one who lost me and one who chose me, united in the defense of the strange and new.

"He just stopped me from using my phone and he just insisted that I rest. It was horrible. All I can think about is you. If you're safe and happy." "I'm safe thanks to you," I whisper, reaching out to kiss him gently. "But I wasn't happy. What happened? Arthur smiles with a hint of sadness. He hesitates, but in the end, but then he just takes both of my hands and faces me, his eyes wide. "Those Rogues . . . they're not ordinary." I frown. "What do you mean?" "They've been dead. And something brought them back to life."

Can’t say I regret it, ‘cause the chaos would’ve swallowed me whole otherwise. Arthur’s this really tall, bulky college guy. Twenty-one with dark red hair like a ruddy stop sign, and green eyes that seem to glimmer even when he’s spillin’ sugar all over the counter. Dead cheerful though, proper sunshine, but slow in business. Still, he’s dragged in a gaggle of ladies who queue up just to gawp at him like he’s some weirdo fairytale prince, instead of a clumsy barista who can’t steam milk without creatin’ Mount Everest in foam.

Arther raised of his right hand and gently stroked his right now wet hair on there now. "Wretched." Arther muttered under his breath for the umpteenth time. After that, Arther immediately decided to clean of himself all up. And also aside from that, Arther started planning to try to find out why he had such a strange reaction about today. Could it be because tonight is the full moon night of the big moon? Arther continued to think about all of the logical possibilities that could enter his mind right now. ***

Anastasia then looked at her grandmother and said, "Arthur's condition is very critical. Although his operation was successful, but he has been kept under observation. The doctor said that if his consciousness does not return within 24 hours, he will fall into coma. This is the second time he is fighting with death to save my children. The Arthur I used to know and the Arthur I see now are very different. They are not the same. Arthur George, who was my husband, never thought about anyone but himself; his main purpose in life was to spread his company to every country in the world. His hobby was to earn money; he never went to help others unnecessarily, he did not do anything outside his pur

My eyes widened in shock when I heard what he said, how did he even get to know about Arthur? I turned towards him, my heart drumming in my chest, I didn't know what he was going to say, and I anticipated it so much. “Arthur isn't who he appears to be in your eyes, Arthur is a businessman, but he is not. He is a mafia who deals with drugs, stolen jewelry, and women, nothing more than that.”

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I am sorry for not being there and for not being able to tell you anything. I was so happy when you called me dad. I was waiting for that day but unfortunately, I will not be there to see my little girl turn into a lady. I wish I will be there to correct my mistakes and make amendments but I just hope you will forgive me. You know, we all have roles to play in this life but we decided which role to play. we are all protagonist in our movie and also an antagonist to others. The first day I saw you, I knew that something great was coming but I couldn't place a hand on it.

Alexander managed to stay calm as he talked, ‘Hey man, isn’t it rather rude of you to barge into my house and cause a nuisance here? You don’t have courtesy for anything? Is that how you paupers behave? The mysterious man continues laughing, “Did you just call me a pauper, he said; If not that I am in a good mood, I should have landed a blow on your face. Do you think you can keep all this property to yourself? For your information, I am Nathan Mayors, the rightful heir to these properties and I have come to take everything from you…I mean everything!”.