Shinra And Arthur Novels & Stories

Noah said, raising his eyebrows. Maybe it seemed that way to him, but Arthur had plenty in common with Almara. At least where it counted. They shared the same hopes and dreams. They both wanted that perfect little family. “I said no,” Arthur growled and he let his fangs descend. His fingers grew claws and fur started to erupt all over his body. He was shifting into the halfway phase. That’s all he would need to kick Noah’s ass.

WARNING : THERE WILL BE CRUEL SCENES WHICH MIGHT BE DISTURBING FOR YOU IF YOU'RE UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE SKIP THE CHAPTER ◇NO POV◇ Aurthur's face is looking extreme dangerous he is fuming with anger he is waiting for someone in his base xion seen Aurthur in angry many times but today he is quite different and looking dangerous which made even xion to shiver for a second his eyes are blood red in anger aurthur screamed "where is that bitch" one of the man shivered and said "bringing lord" they brought sana and tied her to a pole she is unconscious

We waited in the shadows of a dumpster, watching the guard rotations. Seventeen minutes later, the door opened. Sabrina emerged, dressed in a guard’s uniform that was slightly too large for her frame. She carried a bag slung over her shoulder. “Njord,” she said, relief evident in her voice as she spotted him. They embraced briefly before Sabrina turned to me. “And you are?” “Fenris. Arthur’s brother.” Her eyebrows rose. “I didn’t know Arthur had a brother.” “Most people don’t,” I said. “Can we get inside or not?”

A long sword was strapped around his hips. Sharra slit an incision in her wrist and placed the bleeding wound over his mouth. "Drink, Arthur. We have much to do, you and I." Nothing happened for several long seconds. Then there was a loud gasp and suckling as Arthur pulled against Sharra's wrist. I watched his already handsome face fill with a healthy pink glow. He drank and drank and drank until I believed he would drain her. I even felt her body grow weak with blood loss. Finally she shoved him off.

and Shana started laughing raucously, “see, the enchantress is not under my control.” ‘Mila…’ Arthur called out to Mila in his head. ‘Arthur’ Mila replied faintly. ‘Mila, you need to fight,’ Arthur stressed. ‘Arthur,’ Mila repeated. ‘Mila?’ Arthur called out again uncertainly. ‘Mila?’ he repeated. ‘Arthur’ Mila just repeated his name. A slap on his face brought him back to the reality. Shana who had noticed Arthur mind linking with Mila had slapped Arthur squarely in the face. A loud growl erupted from Arthur’s chest but Shana raised her hand again and slapped him once more.

His wolf stood there, too calm for what was happening. And then Finn finally looked at Arthur. Arthur sucked in a breath, like someone had punched the air out of him. “No…” he whispered, disbelief spreading across his face. “Finn, no.” Finn lowered his stance. Ready. Arthur tried again to get up. His arm slipped out from under him, his body collapsing back to the ground. “Finn—stop,” he rasped, breath shaking. “Please… don’t do this.” Finn’s eyes softened as he looked at Arthur before turning away, readying himself.

ASHINA’S POV Then, before I could make a move, a deafening roar echoed through the camp. The ground seemed to shake as a massive shadow loomed over me. The soldiers immediately dropped to their knees, bowing their heads. I instinctively knew who this was. Now, there was no doubt. This was him… again. Alpha Alpha Boris. ‘Ooh! The hot Alpha!’Nyx echoed in my mind excitedly. ‘Nyx! Calm down. There are more handsome men than him,’ I said.

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.”

"They're too strong, and we're outnumbered. It's better to retreat and live to fight another day." His face contorted in rage and frustration, but there was some reason in Viviana, and he nodded without tearing his eyes from Arthur's face. Viviana, however, stepped forward and stared directly at Arthur. "Not finished," she hissed through venomous tones. "I'll come, and then you'll face hellish pain and beg for mercy." Arthur's face remained impassive, but his eyes narrowed very slightly, a trace of unease shimmering somewhere in their depths. Viviana's words were the promise, the threat heavy in the air like a challenge. And as they turned to flee, Arthur knew this was far from over.

Arthur whispered and my eye met his. My father’s mistress? Such a fitting title. I wondered if Arthur held anything against her too. “Hm. Father wanted it so, and I had to agree because of the moment.” Arthur’s eye stared at mine as if it understood what I meant. It was scary, how he could tell my thoughts “Oh sis,” The devil in a fine suit approached. “Hey, brother-in-law. I thought I would never see you this close.” Raphael stood in front of us, his eyes focused on Arthur. He stretched his hand forward for a handshake, but Arthur only looked at it.