Arthur's April Fool Book Novels & Stories

it's not easy to take down an opponent as cunning as Rachel let alone her face which is very unconvincing that she is a bad woman. "It turns out that your office is quite big too. However, it seems to need a touch to make it look more alive. Because, if you look at it, it looks like a horror room." Rachel dared to touch Arthur's books that were neatly arranged on the shelves and it was very presumptuous of Arthur. "Don't touch my stuff without my permission." Arthur snatched the book from Rachel's hand but, what he did instead made him fall as Rachel pulled on his jacket.

"Your father was reckless and that's why he was removed, you know the rules of Arthmata Frost." "Fuck the rules. I am the rule now." "Is killing innocent people to satiate your bitterness a rule of justice? And you're right when you say you are the rule now, for there will come a new reign, and it shall dawn, very soon." Frost again let out a thunderous laughter. "How desperate! The last words of a dying goat? I killed the King, and enjoyed doing it, the last prince will be executed tomorrow. And, I can't wait to drink your blood... It will be a great accompaniment to the meat for my birthday."

He leaned in and kissed her forehead. For the first time, Arthur felt like he could breathe. --- The days that followed were healing in their own quiet way. Arthur began to write again—sermons, thoughts, even a children’s story that Isabella found tucked under his sketchpad. It was a tale of a young lion who had lost his roar but found it again in the laughter of a little girl. “You wrote this for him, didn’t you?” Isabella asked one morning. Arthur nodded. She kissed his temple and held him tight.

I act strange because it's the only way I can enjoy my life before it's too late. "Hahahaha!" Arthur burst out laughing, and he placed his hands beside his stomach to stop himself. "What the hell is funny, Mister handsome?" I inquired, my brow furrowed in question. "I'm... I'm really sorry." He apologises while continuing to laugh out loud. His laughter is not offensive to my ears, but rather sexy and enjoyable to hear. "I just... I think saving your password as 'Incorrect' is a little childish." Arthur said, which made me laugh along with him.

(REPETITION) “SUCH perfect play and fear.” Arthur smiles cunningly. After sending the message and the terror that at the very moment and seconds of time, everyone and by means all the characters in HIS book and the one HE deems as the pieces of HIS chess game receives the dread that he gave. “Tsk!” Winona and Emie click their tongue in disappointment and anger. Arthur is currently having so much more fun than what he is supposed to do and comes here in the first place.

With a smile so bright on his lips, Travis murmured a question, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. Boom — The kitchen was flooded by an ear-splitting laughter belonging to Arthur. “Me? Oh, I have nothing to say to you.” Wiping the tiny droplets of tears on the corner of his eyes, Arthur replied as he shook his head. “But I figured that you could use some advice. I just wanted to point out that there is nothing so interesting about people like you. Keep whatever that you and David are doing in secret or you'll be burnt, Travis. I am sure you saw how people like you were treated on the internet.”

Hailey replied, smiling evilly. Instantly she decided to make fun of Arthur to entertain her friends. Also as revenge for rejecting her the other time. Arthur walked to where Dawn was; She didn’t see him coming since she was on her cellphone. “Hey.” Greeted Arthur. Looking away from her phone, Dawn looked at Arthur. “Oh, hey you made it.” Dawn said, solemnly gazing at Arthur as he sat down. “You’re almost an hour late.” Dawn casually said, flipping her cellphone, so Arthur can see how late he was.

Arthur shouts attempting to be scary in this second and before when I was living here, perhaps his little stunt would have worked and I’d run in fear, but my wolf stood tall in my mind sending me all of the power she had, I didn’t even flinch. “That little rage attack may work with your other weak and fragile friends behind you… but you don’t scare me, it’s truly sad really. Now I believe due to me somewhat sympathising with you that I have not stepped to the side and allowed my mate to show to you and your lowly friends what true power looks like. So, in the spirit of that… I am willing to make a trade.” I smiled placing my hands behind my back and staring to Arthur, with a fake sympathetic

There was stunned silence on the other end. "Arthur... What? Why would you say that?" Arthur let out a short, humorless laugh. His gaze cut toward the oily red broth in front of me as he spat, "I suddenly lost my appetite." He hung up, closed his book, and got to his feet without so much as another glance in my direction. One could even say that he fled with all the urgency of a man evacuating a disaster zone. I noisily slurped up another mouthful. It was excellent.

Arthur tried to defend himself. "Joking with something as serious as that?" Mom asked as she pulled harder, making Arthur howled in pain. "Yes, yes, yes..." "What?" Mom cut him off warningly. Arthur quickly realized his mistake and shook his head desperately. "I mean, no, no, I'm a fool, I'm a very foolish boy and I shouldn't have said that... Mom, I'm sorry" he blabbed. Mom finally let go of his ear, she pulled out a chair and sat next to me.