Arthur Fates Novels & Stories

“Wait… I heard Wanda is having an affair with someone? And my father didn’t know about this?” Jade nodded his head once again. “Yes, she is…” “Do you know his name?” “Yes, young master. His name is Robert Ferra…” “The current CEO of Fashion Blast…” ……………………………………………………………….. Note: Dear reader, please tap & put this book into your collection. If you giving me a good review on my book, I'll be highly appreciated it. Thank you so much!

“It was like he just vanished. No one seemed to know where he went. It seemed like he relocated without telling anybody.” My chest tightened as I stared at him. The only connection to my past had been my foster father. Why would he just disappear without giving a clue? “The worst part is that when I noticed that the rogues were beginning to reduce, I tried to capture some of them so that we could question them, but all of them disappeared. Right in front of my eyes.” Fred said, frustration laced in his voice. “Just like that?” I asked, horrified. “Yes,” Fred said, shaking his head. “Like they were never there. The fact that they were able to use magic is what keeps amazing me. Someone with p

Arthur faithfully recounted to everyone the reasons why he found out that Thorne was in prison, his entanglement with the four top families, his glorious creation of Maplecrest Enterprises, and the reasons for his sentence reduction in prison. Even Robert and his experienced friends were stunned when they heard the news. "Did you over-demonize him?" He couldn't believe it. The frail and emaciated young man in the wheelchair had an iron fist that could overturn the world. Arthur smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle, you should understand that I was the least willing to let someone's talent overshadow mine in this family." Arthur and Mr. Joshua were different. Mr. Joshua had ambitions, but he was

“There aren’t any living Fates down there.” Seth pointed. “See that dark corner? That’s where I was kept for weeks—reconditioning. There are still Fates trapped underground.” “What the heck?” Argun scanned the screen and gasped. “You’re right. I didn’t even sense them!” Seth’s powers were growing. Argun narrowed his eyes, impressed. Destiny continued. “Group A: Armaros, Idris, and Heth. Group B: Asbeel, Seth, and Professor E. Group C: Ariel, Charlene, and ReNew.”

He asked her in a curt tone but Georgia kept quiet. “I'm asking a question!!! What's your name!!!” He yelled so hard that everyone flinched feeling a cold spine run through them. “Georgia Brooke” she replied in a shaky voice. “I, Jared Cameron, the Alpha of the blue moon pack, reject you, Georgia Brooke of the blue moon pack as my fated mate.." And that was it. Georgia felt a pain coursing through her body.

Despite his absence, Raphael had ensured to keep everything clean, which he was grateful for. Sebastian clenched his fist in annoyance as he pulled down the photo frame adorning the wall. A bitter smile escaped his lips as he chuckled dryly. He was such a fool after all. He had seen all the signs and had ignored them.He was still holding onto the photo frame when Raphael walked in. “We need to pull down everything from this house.” He said, dropping the frame. “What about these?” Raphael asked, pointing at the heap of files he came in with. “That can wait.”

“What do you know? Must be fate.” I start walking again. “Or I’m in hell.” I hear his intoxicating chuckle as he follows me in silence to the next class. I take my seat, almost in the back. He still sits close, but this time he was diagonal from me and out of my line of vision. Maybe, just maybe, I’d be able to focus in this class. I think I heard fate laugh at me. “What the hell were you and Ryan talking about?”

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

I told them how I am a hybrid descended from the first fated mates. When I look out, I see despair fill some faces of the hybrids I have met over the last few weeks since the war ended. They’re reflecting on the loneliness they’ve felt and known, and for them, knowing they would never have a fated mate. Yet here I stand, a hybrid like them, but the Moon goddess blessed me with a fated mate. I don’t dwell on that sadness when I recall why I’m standing up here and the news that I get to share with them.

If only he knew my plans, then he wouldn't be so passionate as he debased the poor waitress who was clearly not at fault. Well, that was Sebastian Prime for you. A multi-millionaire, as arrogant, rude and entitled as they come. Son and heir of Prime Constructions, one of the largest construction companies in the state, and owner of many estates.