Black Hey Arnold Novels & Stories

As I waited for him to pick up the call, I put on a pair of black slingback. ‘‘Hello…’’ Arnold finally responded, his tone was scratchy and slurred, as if he had been drinking. ‘‘Arnold…’’ I crooned alluringly while nervously biting my index finger. ‘‘Where are you right now?’’ After a little pause in which he was unable to articulate anything, I heard him clear his throat before he answered me. ‘‘Why?’’ ‘‘I've heard about what took place between you and Celestine. I’m sorry…’’ I remarked while biting the inside of my bottom lip. ‘‘Could I offer you some advice?’’

I shook my head vehemently as he moved toward me and pinned my hands above my head but it didn't stop me, my eyes were already burning with tears and some of them had escaped down my cheeks as he proceeded to slap my thighs apart. I could even hear Hera’s laughter in the corner as Arnold dipped his fingers in his mouth to wet them as he watched me with no ounce of mercy in his eyes. I shut my eyes tightly as I gave up on being saved and accepted that my life was ruined completely, but that same moment I heard Hers’s laughter cease suddenly and a body thudded beside me. Quickly, my eyes flew open and I saw that it was Arnold’s body that had dropped dead beside me and a hand was holding his ri

Kane Louis' face turned black and he quickly ordered the others to block Harding Arnold's path. Harding Arnold galloped naked on the main street of Snow Citadel University, quickly becoming a 'landscape' that caught everyone's attention, and more and more people gathered, a bit the good guy directly brought out his cell phone and gave Harding Arnold a crazy beating. "Isn't that the Arnold family group that bought and sold Chairman Harding Arnold's son? I rely on it! What kind of scene is this..." "I killed, ran naked, is this also circulating now? Take the time to smash the hairpin above, the rate is definitely very high!"

Clark sneered, his veins pulsing in his neck. “You deserve to die the exact way your mother did!” Arnold hurled, his voice devoid of emotions, “painful and slow,” he added, his voice dripping with malice. His eyes burned with fierce intensity of disdain as it scanned the dark and eerie silent forest, for the monster he was determined to slaughter. “Come out boy!” He bellowed, “you're just a left over, show yourself and we'll finish you off like we did your family,” roared Arnold coldly, his deep voice bare of empathy.

trying to adjust his aim, but Owen was already through the door. Behind him, Arnold hits the floor with a heavy sound. He's gasping and wheezing, trying to breathe through the pain and the shock. Blood is pooling beneath him, spreading on the floor. "Help me—" Arnold choked out, one hand reaching toward the door where Owen had just disappeared. He wasn’t actually reaching for Elder Isaiah’s gunmen but for Doctor Owen. Like some part of him still can't believe Doctor Owen pushed him—used him to escape. He still thinks maybe Doctor Owen will come back for him. "Help me—please—"

Vera’s eyes flicked subtly toward the ground. Arnold noticed. His expression darkened again. “A distraction…” he muttered. Anna’s heart started pounding. Carden. Arnold bit his lower lip slightly and muttered. “That bastard son of Narvick is here”.

My eyes widen and fill with dread, as the realisation of my sure death settles on my shoulders like heavy concrete. He continues to back away, Hayden and the others following suit. None, daring to pull the trigger. After what felt like forever, he stops. My breath gets caught in my throat, when I see the rage in Hayden's eyes. My eyes dart around, and I realise he stopped at the edge of a cliff. My breathing becomes more shallow as I try my best to be calm. “Let her go, Arnold.” My panicking heart stops beating for a second, my eyes widening in sure terror.

“Please.” Her torn clothes and disheveled appearance must have given away the fight she has survived because in the next moment Arnold found himself lowering on his knees and with gloved hands removed the hairs from her face, exposing the weary look. She tried to scurry away from the warm touch but he cupped her face and stared in her barely open eyes. Soon her orbs roll back and she lost the tight hold on the world. But before the darkness could completely swallow her, Arnold lifted her cold body in his warm chest and looked at her face. It looked ugly under the light of the moon as she was slowly letting go of the threads of life.

Beta Shane rushed in immediately he heard the loud shattering sounds and his eyes widened when he beheld the scene before him. The lady's head was already covered with blood and she was laying on the ground weakly. "Take her through the back door, eliminate and dispose of her body" Arnold told him and he immediately bent down to the lady's level, heaping her on his shoulders as he made way out of the office. Arnold sighed out. "Motherf**king hunters. They are already coming at me" He said as his face hardened with a frown. ¶ ¶ To Be Continued...

His pink dress coat was a sharp and horrible contrast to the blue of his hair yet somehow the guy still found confidence in it. “The biggest threat in the lands, Alpha Darius Hart… the wind speaks of your strength, no?” Arnold said as we met halfway. His strong northern accent didn’t need extra introductions. He had to be the real Arnold of the North.