Arthur X Shinra Novels & Stories

Shane sneered. “She didn’t die,” Mia raised a brow. “Oh… that is good to hear.” “I hope neither of you have a hand in what happened to that woman.” Arthur stood from where he sat, moved over to his sister, and then grabbed her arm. “Hey.” “Why? Do you feel attacked?” “Pick a struggle.” “No. I love playing both sides. It is fun.” Arthur tightened his grip around her, pulled her closer, and then hissed, “Pick a side, and let’s know where you belong to. Here is not a place where you play both sides. You’re rather going to lose on both sides.”

Why did good people always suffer? “Are you sure?” This time aura asked looking deep into her brother’s eyes, she needed the reassurance that her baby will be fine. The door flung open again and a nurse walked out. “Who is unique eyes?” She asked and Aurora rushed to her. “I am the one” “He needs you” Before she could even finish the sentence, Aurora rushed into the operation room and there he was lying on the bed. The blood was still flowing out of his body and he looked really pale.

I took a breath, the scent of her—faint vanilla underlying the sharp smell of gun oil—anchoring me to the mission. ​"Two blocks," I rasped, forcing my focus back to the HUD. "The entrance is through an old silk press. If Arthur is still alive, he’ll be in the sub-basement." ​Arthur was a relic of a different era. He was a man who had once been the lead cryptographer for the Architects, a genius who had helped build the very foundations of the "Argus" AI—the global surveillance net that now hunted us. When the Architects tried to "retire" him with a bullet to the back of the head, he had vanished into the London underground, becoming a ghost-broker for anyone with enough gold to pay his price

Well, you can call me Qu Dragon, QD for short and this guy here- Man - Nice to meet you, Issei-sama. My name is Arthur. Riche - QD and Arthur?! As in that QD and King Arthur?! Arthur - Indeed. That one. Riche becomes slackjawed meeting the heroes from the legend. Riche - B-But you're supposed to be dead already?! Arthur - Yes, I am indeed already died. What you see here is only my spirit you see. A soul you might call it. Ramius shivered hearing that Arthur is a ghost and hide behind Issei right away.

"Prove to me for the next months that you are the next rightful owner of my title. For now, I acknowledge your will to live. I am Azul Refirtaum, the Lord of Shadows and the Conqueror of the Dead. Welcome to my eternal prison." It was so nostalgic that the memory made her grin as she pulled the string of her bow for the last shot. She aimed it on the center of the shield. As she release the arrow with a loud whistle, the shield she'd been practicing with for five years cracked. Stunned, she squinted her eyes to make sure that it really cracked. And it really did. Astonished, she looked back at Azul. "Azul! Look! It cracked!" she excitingly exclaimed.

Connor's laugh echoed, diffusing the awkwardness as he tried to brush off the incident. Truth be told, Connor knew Arthur well as they were both from the Hawthorne Seafort realm. It was a deliberate move, a product of their ongoing rivalry. Lucky for them, Gage was deep in recovery mode, or fists would have flown. "Mister Kane!" Arthur wheeled himself over to Alexander's side, offering a greeting. With his patience worn thin by the disruption, Alexander cut to the chase. "Get the chest in here, and have Mister Lobe crack the Thousand Mechanism Burst."

Chapter 5 CLARA The Moonlight Pack gates stood before me, exactly as I remembered them. My heart hammered with anticipation as I smoothed down my dress—emerald green to match my eyes, cut to perfection to showcase the body that had cost me everything. ‘They won’t even recognize me,’ I thought, a smile playing at my lips. Clara Wren was dead and buried. In her place stood Liora Rivers, beautiful beyond measure, powerful beyond their comprehension. I could already picture their faces when they realized who I was. Damien’s shock. Sage’s jealousy. The pack’s guilt and terror as they understood what they’d unleashed.

"Lorelei, Sienna is an orphan. She's never spent the holidays with anyone before. I only agreed to take her on a holiday because I pity her. "Be good, you're my precious future Luna. I can be with you anytime, but Sienna… she doesn't have that chance. Can't you spare just a little compassion for her?" I looked up in a daze at the familiar gentle voice. The man standing in front of me was Marcus Shadowhow, the man whom I had been in love with for the past six years.

Madam Amelia seemed to know this as she nodded her head at me. “Now what? You can’t break your vow. What will you do? You can’t have a Wolf Rider running around Astoria.” There it was. She knew what her daughter was. The half human part of it was the least of it. The fact that she was a Rider—a creature that could control a werewolf with a simple command. A creature that ruined my family's life. A creature, who must be destroyed before it gains power. There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria.

She just wants Kein to leave. “Look, Shaira! you are all alone now… Abe is already dead… his body is already shattered into pieces and no matter how you push me away he will never come back… because he is already DEAD! DEAD SHAIRA! DEAD!” He said “Don’t say that” Shaira said and Kein tried to hug her but she pushed him away. “No! don’t touch me!” She screamed. The baby suddenly cried and they looked at each other and Shaira ran to the baby inside their room. Kein followed her.