Best Arthurian Fiction Novels & Stories

"They were a rejection, Lucian. A testament to how little I was worth." "No." Lucian’s eyes glowed a deep, bloody red. "The day you were rejected was the day I found my god. Those papers are the proof that Arthur was a fool. And that I was the luckiest bastard in the world. I look at them whenever I forget why I keep the link open. They remind me that I don't serve a crown. I serve you."

Well, Arthur is the god of war, and his father is Andrew; his mother is a fae, so he is a hybrid. “Maeve invited me over to judge you all in the duel,” he said, smiling at him. Our relationship was actually rocky before, but we became friends during a war we fought together. “Okay,” he said, patting his back, and he left. He walked over to us. “Kate is such a nutcase,” he said, taking his seat opposite Ario. “You heard everything?” he asked. “Sure. She has something up her sleeves; I will keep a good eye on her,” he said, taking the bow of grapes on the table.

Her breath catches between sobs. Arthur, completely out of touch with the situation asks, “How is this possible?” “Really?” I toss my braids over my shoulder as I turn to face him, forgetting everything I said earlier about keeping my mouth shut. “You can't figure this out? YOU ARE KING ARTHUR, like THE KING ARTHUR, like the SWORD IN THE STONE and EXCALIBUR. For fucks sake, dude, your name is ARTHUR DRAKE! Drake as in “dragon” as in “The Pendragon.” Camelot and all that jazz.” I wave my arms frantically from Devona to Faye. “She’s telling you that the court of King Arthur is real, that Faye is your sister, again. And this crazy lady here with the spiffy jacket, she isn’t just a Merlin, she’s

I walked to them, surprised he had so many books around. “Everyone’s first reaction to looking at my shelf is doubt. Do you feel that way too?” He fell on the bed, using his hand to support himself as he looked at me. My first descriptions of Arthur would be playful. Looking at him, one could easily discard his prestigious status. Arthur was now different from the businessman, who was highly praised. Arthur looked relaxed, more homely, a sexy ty… I shook my head, willing away the thoughts. It was too dangerous especially now that we were alone in a room.

His lesson dated back to King Arthur times, and was about King Arthur himself. “Our records show that there was never a King Arthur but the tale was created about a strong Alpha, Alpha Arthur. At the time there were only three different packs and three Alphas with Arthur being the strongest. As the story goes, Arthur’s mate was intended to be Guinevere who was a member of a neighboring pack. Unfortunately, the Alpha of this pack who I believe is a descendant of the Blood Moon pack, had already claimed Guinevere as his future Luna. She had only just turned 18 but was already considered the most beautiful woman in her pack. Alpha Excalibur had decided to make her his mate after the death of hi

Suddenly she saw him grimace and when she followed his gaze she realized that there were prices posted underneath each book and these prices were exorbitant ranging from 5 000 to 100 000 gold coins. Cassy then asked him confused by these prices because the most expensive book she had taken was 10 gold coins and it was the book about the presentation of the 8 flames, "Why are these books so expensive, and why are they sealed?" Steven put his arm around her shoulders and he said to her a little disappointed, "All these books have a special fighting technique that allows any warrior who absord it to use an element. The symbol that you see on the cover identifies the element that the fighting te

"It's time to end this." "Ah, my dear Lyra," Arthur replied mockingly, his lips curling into a cruel smile. "You really think you have a chance against me? I am impressed by your courage, if not by your wisdom." "Your arrogance will be your downfall," she retorted, her green eyes flashing with defiance. "Is that so?" Arthur challenged, raising his hands as tendrils of dark magic began to snake around his fingers, casting eerie shadows across his face. "Then let us begin."

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.

According to legend, Excalibur was no ordinary sword; it was a weapon of profound magic and unmatched strength, symbolizing the divine right to rule. The story went that Arthur, a young and rightful heir to the throne of Britain, was guided by the wizard Merlin, who helped him come to his destiny. Some versions of the story suggest that Merlin led Arthur to the Lady of the Lake, while in others, she appeared to him independently, acknowledging his worth.

he said, tickling her sides. “Hey,” she squealed, leaning away from him. “I'm cuffed, that's no fair!” “No one ever said life was fair,” he said, stopping a moment later. “There. I missed that laugh. Haven't heard it nearly enough lately.” “I missed yours too,” Bella admitted, shaking her head. “What are we going to do? Victor, Arthur is a hunter and he always has been. Our Hunter found all these books filled with pictures of werewolves being slain and another book dating back to the Salem trials. Arthur was using me before I even set foot on campus and here I was, out in the middle of the night trying to save him.”