Arthur Morgan X Charles Novels & Stories

Arthur's POV “I’ve missed you so much, Arthur.” Tori hugs me so tight. I do miss her, but not suffocating hugs. I turn to Adrian who is standing behind Tori. “Adrian,” I boldly called him. “Arthur, It’s good to see you after a long time.” Adrian tells me. “I would say the same but I can’t place exactly why you’re here.” I was trying to get them to speak up already, why they are in my territory?

“Why do you hate Arthur so much now? He used to be your role model for men. Mom, what happened?” “Sam, wake up! He is cursed and would be dead soon. You and I are very much aware of that.” “Is that why you and dad are gathering opposes to overthrow him?” “Look Sam, there are things that even you with all your wisdom wouldn’t be able to understand from an elder’s viewpoint. You must learn to switch things up when the time comes without being so emotional about it. Arthur Murray is doomed. Maxwell Murray is the new leader and we must embrace him now before it is too late.”

Before leaving, Charles didn't quite tell me what to do after I have successfully meet the witch and then take along with me the potion needed for when I finally meet the moon gem keeper. I was Just about to switch on my phone , when Morgan and I began hearing footsteps approaching down the stairs. We looked up and there was a man putting on a long and exquisite robe, he didn't resemble someone that has the moon gem power in his keep, he was more of a man acting out.. " You must be Derek Dracula and Morgan?". He ogled at the both of us. . Morgan shifted and hid behind my back. He might be Charles son, but at times; he acts like a chicken and doesn't want to do anything that prompts him soili

As soon as Donald said that, the group of soldiers brought Charles and his subordinates away. Morgan was sitting in the living room of the Walker Mansion with a solemn expression. The other people sitting in the room looked just as serious. "Sir, we're still unable to contact Mr. Charles. We can't reach the people around him either," said one of Morgan's subordinates. Morgan's expression got increasingly sullen as he listened on. Charles would sometimes be unreachable in the past when he went on a mission, but the people around him would still be contactable.

That was a peculiar situation, because the Charlie of his dreams wasn't usually so bossy, but he would be more than grateful if she became so, from now on. Enjoying the view as she moved over him faster and faster, Morgan confined himself to simply stroking her breasts, stroking her nipples with his fingers until they were hard, begging for her mouth. And, just as he began to greedily suck them in, Charlie again overpowered him by complete, crushing his head against her chest, as if she wanted to keep them in that position forever. Something Morgan would undoubtedly not complain about.

Morgan said. “I’m sorry for taking your glasses, Dutton,” Charles sighed. “Now get lost,” Morgan declared. “And don’t bug him again.” They started walking off, and I heard one of the boys say to Charles, “Morgan has bigger balls than you do, Charles.” They all laughed. “Shut up, Carlson,” he muttered.

"Come on, beg for it." Arthur did not, he would rather drink a dog pee. Begging wouldn't change anything, and he wouldn't indulge these demented women's dark fantasies. "Alright then." Morgana turned her head, addressing her servant. "Dora, prepare the spiked whips and fire them up. Let us begin." <><><><>

I muttered, knowing he couldn't hear me but I continued anyway. “Arthur,” I pleaded again. “Please stop.” My pleas meant nothing to anyone, I don't even think they heard me. Charles attacked first, shifting into his wolf form. He was fast, his powerful body lunging at Arthur. But Arthur was faster. In one swift motion, he dodged and slammed his fist into Charles’ ribs. Crack. Charles flew backward, hitting a tree so hard it shook. “Charles!” Amelia screamed. Her hands lifted, glowing with violet energy. Sparks of magic flickered in the air as she whispered words in a strange language.

“Good. Well, impressive for a first start. Don't you see, power is the only currency that matters. You surely will maintain a strong presence and legacy for the sterling family.” At first I was lost but now I understand, Arthur still took Charles to that fucking firm. What if the scouts gave him a scholarship at the end of the day? Poor Charles. “We go again tomorrow. Good job bro. Make me proud.” He smiled, then his eyes met mine. “Go prepare something for me to eat.” I replied softly. “Done.” “My laundry.” “Arthur…” Charles butts in. “Darcie isn't a maid. The maids handle that.”

Our initials, R on one side and M on the other. It's beautiful. "Happy birthday.." He says again with a grin. "Thank you.." I tell him staring at him intensely. He's close to me again and I can feel the sparks. "Reece.." I start saying before he cuts me off. "Don't say anything. I know the situation between you and Charles, but Morgana you're mine, not his. I don't know how you're going to do it or when, but I think it's clear to you now, that you have to get rid of him.." He says.