Arthur Shelby Novels & Stories

Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter. “Ah! If it isn’t my old friend.” Johhny said cheerfully. “It has been a while since I last saw you. Are you having nightmares again?” “No.” Adams replied, “I would like you to meet someone.” He said, “this is Ichabod Nuel.” Johnny laid his eyes on Ichabod and scanned him from head to toe. A serious smile cracked upon his lips. “Ah. I can see you haven’t come alone young man.”

"When my father built Blackbriar... Did he ever mention a secondary project? Something he worked on before he met Liora Voss?" ​Vance-Ross frowned, pulling his collar up against the cold wind. "Arthur was a genius, Aria. He wrote dozens of white papers on predictive mathematics in the nineties. But Blackbriar was his life's work. There was nothing else." ​"Are you sure?" I turned to face him, my eyes locking onto his. "No other students? No other partners?" ​"None," Vance-Ross said firmly. "Arthur worked alone. He didn't trust anyone... except Victor Sterling, and Sterling died thirty years ago in Geneva."

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

Caleb scowled. “I’m not a dickhead, dimwit,” “Shut up, dickhead. You’re ruining the atmosphere here,” Xavier bantered with Caleb as Zack watched their camaraderie. Arthur nudged him by the shoulder when Zack looked at his brother. ‘Welcome to the club, brother. Hope you will get used to these losers,’ Arthur said as Zack chuckled softly. Caleb and Xavier turned to look at them. “We heard that,” they said simultaneously as Arthur shrugged his broad shoulders. “I want you to. Now, enough playing. We have things to be done with,” Arthur said as he walked away. His brother looked enormous, considering that he was the warrior’s leader of the pack. Zack was inspired to be just like him one day.

Waking up with such an awful dream was to face another terrible reality of her life. Well, this is her marriage: a marriage that still feels like a mystery and will always remain a mystery to her. She was mysteriously married to the Almighty Alexander Georgia: the billionaire mafia lord.

She tried to relax and clear her mind. Nathaniel pointed out certain buildings and told her their history along the way. She had to admit that it took her mind off the stone. She enjoyed the scenery as they drove into the countryside. Nathaniel had told her that Barnaby lived in the woods and had no neighbors for miles, so she wasn't surprised by the countryside they saw. She also wasn't surprised when they turned down a well-maintained dirt road.

“My uncle Pat thinks so too. Of course hell will freeze over before I make it for him again.” “He should have recused himself at the hearing this morning,” I grumble. “I’m sure he will for the next one. He was dishing out payback. My father hates my work downtown. My uncle is a little more accepting about my lifestyle but doesn’t let on around my father. Dear old Dad makes my life difficult whenever he can. I really am sorry you’re involved.” I continue eating without answering. Shelby crosses her legs and bounces her foot. I can’t take my eyes off her multi-colored toenails until she speaks, “If you want to pay them back, you could fuck me. That would do it.”

Shelby smiled obediently: “You are the best, and I have deleted her after what happened last time.” I groaned. I pursed my lips. I couldn't help but smile: “Is it so grand ? I remember it was just a barbecue.” She immediately woke up, first touched the corners of her mouth, then looked down at my shoulder, and then raised her head to glare at me. I replied to Wallce: It’s none of my business. Shelby is a person who always does one thing after another when trying to persuade others. She said: “I don't want it.”

Arthur added. "I haven't been wrong so far," Charlotte reminded. "Give this to me, Arthur. Please." A hiss left Arthur's lips. He said, "Shane Westly is a go. Jim Ash -" Arthur groaned. He shook his head and said, "Fine, there could be potential, but Billy White?" "He sells homemade cookies, and his sales pitch is marvelous," Charlotte suggested. "Charlotte, you better be right about this," Arthur said. "Gamble on this with me, and I promise you, you won't regret it," Charlotte swore.

Brandon’s POV The envelope was heavy, embossed, the kind of thing you couldn’t ignore even if you wanted to. Elena slid it onto my desk with a raised brow, as if amused. “Arthur Reynolds,” she said. “Wedding of the century, apparently.” Of course. Arthur wouldn’t settle for anything less than a spectacle. The man had always loved stages—courtrooms, boardrooms, now a ballroom. None of it surprised me. What did surprise me came ten minutes later.