Arthur The Aardvark Book Novels & Stories

"The real question is, why do you think you can tell me, Judy, or anyone else what to do, for that matter? You're just an overgrown eighth-grader. You don't have the strength either intellectually or physically, to best anyone. Not only that, but you don't have the qualifications to get Judy, my father, or anyone else in trouble." "I'll kill you, you b*tch!" Arthur roared, rearing on his hind legs and hurling himself at me. I tried to leap out of the way again, but this time he turned at exactly the right moment, swiping at me with his huge paws. I winced against my will, feeling his claws slice into my left flank. They were like freshly sharpened knives, and blood coursed down my body. I fe

Time to be what they truly were. Arthur left his clothes behind and let his wolf take over. His bones stretched and changed. His skin grew thick fur. His teeth became sharp fangs. Arthur's wolf was big and black with green eyes that glowed in the moonlight. Usually, running made him feel strong and free. But tonight, something was wrong. Arthur tried to jump over a fallen log. But his legs were weak. He caught his paw on the wood and crashed to the ground hard. Pain shot through his shoulder. Arthur looked at the wound. It was deep and bleeding. Normally, a cut like this would heal in minutes. But tonight, it stayed open and raw.

Almara’s Pov Arthur and I return home after the doctor’s appointment beaming off of one another’s heightened energy. “Did you see the way she interweaved through the obstacles?” Arthur says, practically jumping into the air to demonstrate a bob and weave motion. “She’s going to be so sneaky when it comes to hunting.” He says with utter pride. I laugh, giddy with the excitement. “I know.” I say in agreement. “But what about how fast she crawled?” I add thinking back to her speed. “She might be faster than you one day.”

Arthur liked the way she was taking interest in talking to him. "Yes, she is the most powerful one among us." "Then why do you have the book?" She opened it and screamed when spider jumped out of it. In panic she scooted closer to Arthur and didn't realise when she climbed on his lap. He laughed while holding her protectively and tossed the spider away. "It's gone! You don't like spiders." He wrapped his arm around her. She shook her head furiously. "Eww, no!" "Okay, it gone now..."

"Did you see that?!" I nodded to Arthur's question, he was pointing at a spot where a hawk had swooped down to grab a prey which appeared to be a lizard. "It was so fast!" He said, running to the spot and looking up as if he could still see the bird. I only smiled. Arthur seemed happier now, he could smile and play with his brothers again; he didn't cry in his sleep anymore. In fact, it's been two months since I've heard him mention his mother or cry for her.

He learns that if Gabriel wants someone's presence, there is no place for why, where, or, later. ******** "Elsa, wake up. We reached home. Look at your Snoopy. How excited he is looking at you?" Arthur wondered, seeing Snoopy. He did not sleep throughout the journey and his eyes can't stop watching Snoopy's activity. This little rabbit snuggled in Elsa's arms like a baby. Sometimes he watched Elsa closely, sometimes he smelled Elsa and jumped on her lap. Arthur couldn't help but think, was this really a rabbit's nature?

He chuckled lightly, sparking a brief moment of intrigue in Clara’s demeanor. Taking this opportunity, Marley leaned forward. “How about you start, Arthur? Tell us about the most daring thing you did when you were Clara’s age.” Arthur’s brow furrowed in thought. Then, slowly, a glimmer of mischief sparkled in his eyes. “Well, I remember when I decided to sneak into the old tool shed to build a treehouse. I had no idea what I was doing, but it felt exhilarating to be out there with my friends.”

In fact, his breakthrough was so recent that only Village Head Fan, Samoa, and his master, Frowning Tiger, knew. “It wouldn’t have been easy. But it would have made it possible for us to escape.” Arthur shook his head and countered. Samoa only sighed in response. Just like him, Arthur was very intelligent. The reason Arthur was friends with the members of the Enchanted Forest’s Scouting Party was simply because he was interested in Magical Beasts. His father didn’t allow him to leave the village, so Arthur explored the world by reading. Books were rare in this world, so it cost Village Head Fan a fortune to procure them. But it was better than keeping his son cooped up with nothing to do. If

“Good morning” I turn my head to see who is coming. There’s Arthur with his grey hoodie, I can see he is wearing a white t-shirt inside. “Morning” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s bring you here?” I added. Arthur laughs and sits in the visitor chair, he probably knows that I will ask this as he always visits me at noon, yeah he doesn’t like to wake up in the morning. What a lazy ass! “Nope, I just missed you”

A room with a secret door leading down. Arthur then crouched down so that his eyes could meet Elora’s. His hands gripped Elora’s arm gently. Besides Arthur’s feet, there were two books of different sizes and colors. Elora recognized one of them as the werewolves’ journals. “El, maybe what I said is too heavy for you to understand. But I believe you are my very smart little girl. For that, I will try to tell you all this. I hope you understand it.” “Try it, Daddy.” Elora imitated Jason’s words while they were playing, and Jacinda gave him a hard challenge.