Beginning After The End Arthur Novels & Stories

"He's..." Arthur comes out of the back just then, wrapping his hand around her waist and kisses her on the neck. "Hey babe." "Ewwww. Get a room." Chara exclaims playfully, making the trio burst into laughter. ~~~~~ It's a pretty short epilogue but I love it just like that. It's a good and happy ending to me and I don't want to ruin that feeling for anyone with an unnecessarily long last chapter. I will miss the Campbells and Worths...

Arthur is absent, pacing in the mansion, torn between his fury and his longing. But then, news of Madin’s return reaches him. Arthur bolts from his chambers, his heart racing. When he reaches the courtyard and sees Madin standing there, he freezes. For a moment, it’s as if the world stops turning. "Shorty...?!" he whispers, his voice trembling with disbelief. Madin looks up, his eyes meeting Arthur’s. The anguish in Arthur’s gaze is almost unbearable, and when Arthur steps forward to embrace him, Madin steps back.

But I could tell that he was still deeply concerned about the entire matter. For the time being, I was glad to move on to a different topic; however, I wasn’t expecting it to pertain to Arthur. I recalled the short conversation Arthur had with us after the game today. We both agreed that his behavior was odd and unexpected. “I’m not sure but I have this feeling in the back of my mind that a lot of what he said had a hidden meaning,” he remarked stiffly. “Yeah, I know what you mean,” I agreed. “What did he mean about that whole finding an ending for your story?”

I cheered as Jolly jesters started to dance in a funeral. I walked up to Arthur who gave me my wailing son, wailing in hunger before he kissed me. “That was so sexy you being so maleficent.” I turned my back to Arthur. “Let’s play after Tristan goes to sleep okay.” I said before I walked away with all eyes on me. This was only the beginning of my reign. Arthur's note Hey guys. Please give my book an honest review on what you think so far and if you like what you see you can follow me on Instagram.

The climb up the mountain was brutal; every step felt heavier than the last, but we pushed on, driven by the fear that we might already be too late. When we finally reached the summit, the sight that met us was both awe-inspiring and terrifying. Alpha Johnson’s massive form was tearing apart, the energy from the stones overwhelming him. His body exploded in a brilliant, violent flash of light, and for a moment, everything went dark. Then, as the dust settled and the sky became clearer, I saw him—Arthur—lying motionless on the ground. My heart lurched in my chest, and I shifted back to my human form, sprinting toward him, my breath coming in ragged gasps.

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.

"The endgame..." "...starts now."

I swore that if I had someone I liked in the future, I would treasure her, spoil her, and love her. "I swore that I would give her a happy family. But in the end, I hurt her deeply while claiming that it was love. "I repented, but time won't turn back, and Liv won't forgive me, either. I deserved this ending. I can't blame it on anyone else." People would have an unusual clarity of mind when their lives were ending. Because they couldn't see the future, they would become extra aware of the past. He leafed through his memories like an old man repetitively counting and wrapping his money with a handkerchief that had turned white from one too many washes.

Or maybe Victoria would be too preoccupied flashing her new earrings to care. It's not like she torments me every day. Even Satan takes a day off, I guess, though the two of them seem to be trading off days with one another since we were about six or seven. Whatever the reason for me heading back to the isolated spot I'd been so excited to find before Victoria descended the day before, I felt my heart rate speed up as I entered the clearing surrounded by trees that led into the forest this area is known for. *** GABRIEL ***

' Biting my tongue to stay conscious, I frantically searched the riverbed for the lost ring. Eventually, exhaustion took over. My body went numb. Someone pulled me out and threw a blanket over me. I barely had the strength to hold it up. Shivering, I dragged myself toward William. He was kissing Jennifer on the couch. It was a slow, lingering kiss filled with warmth and tenderness. Even the onlookers seemed moved by it. I sat there quietly. It felt like an eternity passed before they finally parted. With what little strength I had left, I held up the ring and whispered, "William, I did it."