King Arthur Book Original Novels & Stories

I feel like fantasy has failed me. I am two chapters into my book when I feel a shadow blocking my light. “I found you.” I didn’t say anything as our eyes connected. Violet and green. “Devona.” “My Queen.” She holds out her hand, and this time I take it. [Arthur] I hurried in the direction Embyr pointed me towards. To be honest, I have only been to this library one or two times before, so I got a little lost on the way. I didn’t know that could be possible on a simple path like this, but it almost felt like no matter which way I turn, I was going the wrong way.

Aunt Marie says, and Lucifer nods before throwing his arm around her. "Test it out," Kohn says, moving past yet another awkward moment. I nod and glance at Garrett. He reads my mind quickly and kicks off from the wall. Beerus stands to attention in my mind, and the door to my new power bursts wide open. My Alpha aura floods the relatively large space, and the expressions on my families' faces instantly change to shock. Beerus- merge with me. My wolf pushes forward, and our eyes begin to glow. "Do you, Garret Jenkins, pledge yourself to me. Will you serve me and obey me, Octavius Bishop, your King," I say as Beerus feeds me the words.

Archie looked around, "There's no bed." “Wondering if this is really a manor?” Arthur's voice echoed in the room, being accompanied by the sound of his graceful footsteps. Dylan and Archie turned and saw Arthur heading towards them. Arthur wore a tunic, a leather tale that held it up and underneath a pair of black pants and boots also the same color. He was too casual for a king. Dylan and Archie bowed. "Feel free. Right now I'm just a father and father-in-law. Let's drop the formality."

"You’re... you’re supposed to be in a grave in Zurich!" "I’m the one who built this empire, Rebecca. Did you really think a car crash would erase me?" Arthur King stepped out from the shadows inside the jet. He looked just like Christian—the same tall, imposing build, same sharp jawline, same unsettling dark eyes. Only the streaks of silver in his hair and the cold, calculating smile set him apart.

Divorced by Dawn, Queen by Dusk — Book Two: The Blood Crown Chapter Nine: The 1887 Charter Arthur brought the document to the estate the next morning. Not a copy — the original, in a preservation case that he set on the kitchen table with the careful reverence of someone handling something that had been waiting for this moment for a hundred and thirty-seven years.

"Is that so? Well thank you very much. But what takes you so long?" "Me and my parents had a lengthy discussion about several things like the welfare of this nation and some other stuff," Prince Arthur looked at the book his mother gave him. "Before I leave, she gave me this book about Prince of Egypt. She says that will inspire you allot to become a great king of this nation!" "Indeed," said Charlotte. "I have read that book before but you'd like I can read it again for you!" "I am honored, that's actually my plan. As I said earlier when we were in the river, I am lazy reading books. But now that you are here, I think I will start exploring some good books!"

“Forgive our informality, Your Majesty. I wasn’t aware.” A shiver went through Haldir from the icy eyes on his back, and he released his hands from Rosemary, only to have her thread her arm through his and turn him to face her husband. Even to a man who cannot die, the Darke King was frightening. He glowed blue with a spark that Haldir had seen before, and he understood the immense power he was facing. The immortal human lowered his eyes to the floor and bowed his head to him. “Your Majesty.”

EVENING TIME Arthur was reading a book in his library when Jeremy walked in. "Sir, would you like to see them now?" "Yes." He replied after a while without glancing away from his book "Then I will have them prepared and send them in at once…" "There is no need for that. Take me to them instead…" He stood from his seat and dropped the book back into the bookshelf. "But sir…they are not washed up yet…" Jeremy protested, surprised with Arthur's sudden desire to meet the girls by himself.

Listening and watching. The young King had lived, and I really shouldn’t be surprised. With everything I have seen in this twisted world, a wolf such as Kellen coming back from the dead makes total sense, right? Part of me, my wolf, was disgusted that the gods had favored him and was disappointed that he wasn’t six feet under. The other part of me admired his strength. I envied what he had, that he grew up with loving parents, friends, and family, never having to struggle through life.

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.