Arthur Fist Gif Novels & Stories

I rolled off him, gasping. Fenris scrambled to his feet. So did I. We circled each other again, both breathing hard now. “You’ve gotten slow, Arthur,” he taunted. “Too much time playing Alpha, not enough time training.” “At least I’m not a backstabbing traitor,” I shot back. “That’s funny coming from you, father slayer,” he said, taunting me. I feinted left, then came in from the right. My fist connected with his jaw. His head snapped back. I followed up with a punch to his gut that doubled him over. But before I could press the advantage, he pulled something from his jacket.

I'm a hunter but I don't posses what others do, I sigh taking slow strides, I stop to a halt on hearing whispers, I look behind me to check but no one's there, I move a little forward , I see two people talking on hush tones, I strain my eyes to see who it is, naturally my eyes zoom in on them I could see them clearly even from afar, I could recognize one as goofy(Arthur) and the other is a freaking handsome dude, I watch them talk about few things and I see him pull Arthur in for a hug, before placing a peck on his lips

When I went to argue, the door opened and Arthur strolled in, guided by three cops behind him. I raised my brow at his state. He was limping. There were bruises and cuts on his forearms and face. The light of the bulb in the room shone on his newly shaved head as he watched us with murderous glare. The hatred in his eyes shone as bright as his bald. A giggle left my mouth at the thought. It just made him throw daggers at me with his black eyes. "You two! What the hell are you doing here? Came here to mock me?" he sneered.

Arthur nodded,standing firmly in their front. "It will hurt but don't say we didn't warn you." Seconds passed and Alas!. Nathaniel threw his left arm swiftly towards Arthur face. He had to admit,Nathaniel was fast but not enough to hit him successfully. He easily caught the fist with his left palm while his face slightly tilted to the right. If he had not been so conscious, Tristan could have hit him because right after he caught Nathaniel's fist,The blonde haired threw a punch with his right fist causing Arthur to narrowly stop the hit with his right palm close to his face.

He had already shielded himself. Feeling playful, Arthur drew a big lion on his phone and sent it. Soon, he heard someone shout in the distance, "Oh no! There’s a large animal, possibly a lion, nearby! Run!" The red dots on the device started running frantically in one direction, and Arthur chuckled. "Pathetic. Why are they scared of a lion?" He then drew an even bigger dinosaur. If Jeffrey hadn't arrived swiftly, those hunting for Arthur would have mistaken their surroundings for a zoo! Lions one moment, rhinos the next, with everything from airborne creatures to sprinting animals registering on their detectors!

"Arthur, you're hurting me." Arthur smiles, not his usual subtle smile with a hint of mischief, but a broad smile that practically splits him ear to ear. "Yeah? Maybe I should hurt you more. Maybe Landon had the right idea." He makes a show of raising his hand, almost studying it, and then curling it into a fist. He slams it down into my stomach as hard as he can.

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.

Fabian reached the night club. He was waiting for someone and looked around to see if the person was there. Someone tapped him on his back and he turned around and found the person he was looking for. Arthur, Arthur Simpson. They hugged each other. ”Hey man. It's been a while” said Fabian. Arthur responded amicably. They talked for a while. “I heard you got beaten by some girl in a case for the first time.” Arthur fisted his hand in anger. ”Don't even talk about that. She may have defeated me in court but I will destroy her life.”

Kahn thought silently to himself as he watched the imposing figure of the Supreme standing over the fallen Fist Mind. Fist Mind had been smashed into the ground, the area around him reduced to dust and his frame forced so deeply into the earth that only King Arthur could possibly draw him out. His left arm was missing from his shoulder, and his abdomen now sported a hole large enough to fit a child’s head into it – not that anyone was ever going to do that. His face was pale, and his eyes widened in shock and pain.

The door behind her explodes open, the wooden frame splintering apart. The men barely have time to react before a dark figure storms in like a force of nature. Bethany has never seen him like this. His eyes blaze with fury, his movements lethal. Before the men can process what’s happening, Arthur grabs the nearest one and slams him into the wall so hard that a framed picture crashes to the floor. Another lunges for him, but Arthur is faster. He dodges the attack and lands a brutal punch straight to the guy’s jaw. The sickening crack of bone echoes through the room as the man collapses, groaning.