Arthur X John Novels & Stories

“Fine. You know the spiel. A life for a life. Today you die, Arthur. In exchange, I’ll bring your son back to the pack safely.” “My s-son?” Arthur said a little disbelievingly. They had Noel? He was taken aback for a moment, but soon, he recovered. “Show me Noel.” “Noel, is that his name? Hmm, I guess it suits him. Bring Noel out.” The men in black suits next to Harden moved from their positions and approached a door down the hall. Arthur gulped nervously. The moment of truth had arrived. ***

Olivia Arthur’s words flip a switch in the people behind us. They charge at the guardians with deep howls, gripping the handle of their flashing swords. I stomp on the closest guardian's foot and elbow him in the face. He steps back enough for me to slip between him and the next guardian. This happens quickly, too quickly. So quickly that I don't realize what I'm doing until it has happened. A few feet away from me, Arthur is snapping his sword down on a guardian. He catches his unprotected shoulder and the man sinks to his knees with a growl. Arthur delivers the final blow and moves on to the next guardian.

"Where is Arthur?" Beatrice laughed, a sound that made my skin crawl. "He’s right where he belongs. In the dark. He’s been my 'consultant' for three years, Seraphina. He’s the one who taught me how to move the money. He did it to keep you and Xander alive. But now? Now he’s redundant." She shoved me toward the interior of the warehouse. In the corner, slumped in a wheelchair and bathed in the sickly yellow glow of a single bulb, was a man. He was skeletal, his hair white and matted, but his eyes... they were Xander’s eyes.

“You think you can stop me? You are facing something greater than your old traditions. Arthur took a step forward, his growl menacing. “You will not touch a strand of hair on her head. I advise you to take your leave, Drogo, before it’s too late. Drogo’s face flickered to Arthur. “What a shame, how much fun we would have had together, Apha Arthur. “ Arthur snarled at him. “I’d burn the entire world down, rather than side with you.” Drogo was silenced by Arthur’s rejection, and then a sick grin crawled to his face, “Have it your way. I will give you time, hand her over to me, or the next time I come here, it will not be just threats.”

He didn't even notice that there was one more person by his side. It wasn't until Arthur's voice sounded with other meanings, "I, I just went to see Natalie. Are you... all right?" John did not expect that Arthur would care about him. At that time, his right hand was still covering his eyes and face. He did not speak but just nodded. Looking at him like this, Arthur felt an unspeakable pain in his heart. He couldn't treat his former rival in love as a friend now, but perhaps what had happened was too much, so he couldn't just sit by and watch.

Arthur inquires from her, frowning slightly. Bethany stands a few steps behind, her hands clasped nervously. She glances at John, who meets her gaze with a cold, disdainful look. The tension between them is thick, and Bethany shifts uncomfortably under his scrutiny. “Bethany?" Arthur calls, turning to her as if sensing her discomfort. “Come closer.” She hesitates but steps forward, her eyes darting toward John. His expression remains icy, and she can feel his judgment like a weight pressing down on her.

all laughed xion sighed all are holding baby and talking about his cuteness Aurthur went inside and holded viranica's hand while kissing on her forehead he said "proud of you hooligan finally you did it our baby boy is looking like you only"

Cara clapped excitedly. The bored expression she had been wearing since John walked up to them disappeared and an excited and expectant expression replaced it. Finally the drama had begun! John turned back and to his horror, he saw the famous trio standing in front of him. He recognized the voice of the person who had spoken to be Arthur’s and he looked mad, really mad. “Get up!” Arthur ordered and he immediately got up. He didn’t know where he felt so scared but he did. There was just something about Arthur that screamed power and didn't mess with aura.

" Once I said my piece, I kicked him back into the battle zone. On the side, Jeremy stared at me with sparkling eyes. Howling in rage, Arthur fixed his eyes on me and hoarsely said, "I don't believe you, Sophia. You haven't been marked! You're not actually together with him!" My brows creased as I looked back at him. Who would've thought that Arthur's brain would start working properly again now that I'd left him?

Matthew's vision blurred as Arthur stood up, switchblade raised high, ready to bring it down on Matthew's head. Matthew was quick and crawled backward making Arthur miss the target. Arthur growled in frustration and pursued Matthew. "You can't run forever." He dove forward, tackling Matthew to the ground. They wrestled, each trying to gain the upper hand. Arthur managed to pin Matthew down, the switchblade poised above Matthew's face. "Any last words?" Matthew smirked and pointed a gun on Arthur's temple, "Any last words?" Arthur's eyes flashed with anger and a hint of admiration for Matthew's tenacity. "You're a worthy opponent," he whispered, his voice dripping with venom. "But it's over."