Arthur Fates Novels & Stories

But I want you to go with me I want them to know you are claimed , Eryx looked at me for a few seconds " ok but we are not fated and am scared you know I don't like social interaction" I assured nothing is going to happen to him ,And as we held each other close, letting the night stretch around us, I couldn’t shake the feeling that tomorrow would change everything. Something was coming—something I couldn’t see yet—but I would recognize it the moment it arrived. I shrugged it off assuring my self that everything in my life is perfect I have ERYX we don't have to fated to be with each other .

In the past: Faith could not have expected that she would not be able to keep her promise to Mr. Darcy once again as she stared down at the cards that she had been dealt. While yesterday the two had battled it out in the many games of chess, Faith had discovered that Adi was a good card player also. Thus, with the rains still going hard at it, she had asked if he would be willing to teach her. Cards had always fascinated her. But sadly the only game she did know to play was Speed. And she was pretty bad at it! Somehow, she always ended up remaining the last person, her cards still in hand.

"Dad, Mom, I… I know I messed up, but it's not too late to fix this. I'll handle it. I never thought it would—" "Never thought?!" His mother's voice cut him off like a whip. Tears streamed down her face, but she fought to maintain her composure. "Ever since you got involved with that Aria, you stopped being our son! You turned your back on Wendy, on us, and on your own integrity! Do you really think you can just smooth this over?"

In which case, humans remain nothing but a mere end to a need. Master Hans, is actually called Arthur Fleming. He was my late father's, right-hand man. Arthur, who by the time the war struck, was the Supreme Beta, took it upon himself to sneak me to the human territory. There was no doubt that the witches and vampires had an upper hand.

I made sure that I had cleared up what I heard this morning and this little stunt that Arthur pulled. When I went back to work, I couldn’t let myself be bothered by people who don't even understand how trivial and little it can take to slip and even die. But he isn’t ex and neither will he be someone I would date

“So, it’s begun.” Olga nodded. “He’s been gone for some time. I expect him back any day now. Maybe even today.” “I should have gone with him,” Felix lamented. Olga looked up at him. “Not everything is your responsibility, my son. Arthur was a perfect choice for the task. He knows inner earth better than the rest of us and has connections there to help him.” She gave a small smile. “I imagine that mob that tried to lynch him has a statue erected in his honor by now.”

Arthur said in low voice. Arthur’s father, James Perry was a strict and disciplined man. And he implemented it on his son as well. He made Arthur go through some terrible childhood and pressured him to study all the time. As a result, Arthur neither had close friends nor enjoyed a proper childhood or adulthood. James wanted Arthur to take over his company but never made any efforts to ask about Arthur’s wishes or dreams. He was basically a terrible aspect of fatherhood. Arthur’s mother could barely have his son shipped to another state to study. She had begged her husband so that Arthur could see the world and make friends on his own. Arthur loves his mom more than his life. She was the reas

Brian’s image stared back at me, his eyes having this smoldering look in them. He looked all man now, gone was the usual boyish charm I used to see around him. The caption said, “GHANAIAN MILLIONAIRE? BRIAN SMITH HAS MADE IT ON THE FORBES 100 LIST OF YOUNG RICH MALES.” My heart skipped a beat, a I immediately threw the magazine in the trash can near my desk. God, why? I don’t know what the hell that was, but right after I’d gotten my life on track, and could actually say I was happy, I see this.

Fighting. "Arthur. He's different. He sees me. Actually sees me. Not my record. Not my past. Not my problems. Just. Me. The person underneath. The person surviving. The person trying. He's. He's the first person who ever. Who ever chose me. Who ever wanted me. Who ever made me feel. Worth something. Worth anything."

I sneered, "You've lived two lives already, but you're still…just as stupid." Mona's face went completely white. When I transferred 20 dollars to her before, she probably wasn't fully sure that I had been reborn, too. But now, she was sure. Her reckoning had finally arrived this time. One month later, Ramsey Group completely collapsed. My father was restricted from high spending due to debt issues, and Mona was sentenced for multiple crimes. As for me? I stood on the top floor of the Whites Group, overlooking the entire city. Jonah wrapped his arms around me from behind and chuckled softly.