Novel & Cerita Shinra And Arthur

Well, I can’t believe that their story is over. My heart tore up when I wrote the last chapter. But I’m also so happy that Eren and Hayat got their beautiful ending, together with their son. Maybe with their new baby as well. Erena. Perhaps a sequel? Haha.

We stood on a high podium before them and he raised my hand up and said. “Crescent Moon Pack! I present to you Eleanor, my mate and now the Luna of this pack...” A murmuring broke out in the gathering. Then one of the elders raised his hand to speak. Arthur let him speak. “Arthur, there is a rumor going around of your mate being a human, is this true?” The murmurings erupted again.

he said and another thread crossed the first one and binded their hands. “Look at these eyes and don’t forget them. I will come back, my dear mate,” Anaya promised and a third thread bonded them. “I’ll be waiting for you my darling mate!” Arthur said and a fourth thread appeared and did the same as the other three threads. His patience finally reached his limits and so, he yanked his hand away from Anaya’s and without wasting more time, he shifted his hands into claws and dug them into Anaya’s chest. She inhaled sharply and her eyes widened in horror as her soul left her body. Arthur crushed the heart in his arms and he threw it on the floor.

he said, kneeling beside her, keenly aware of the vulnerability she carried. Lyra watched him intently, her expression softening as she observed the gentleness in his actions. “You’re not just a warrior, are you? You have a healer’s heart,” she said, admiration evident in her voice. Arthur chuckled lightly, the tension easing from his shoulders as he gathered herbs. “It’s a necessity. In our world, we need to know how to heal as much as how to fight. It’s all part of protecting those we care about.” As he worked, he felt her presence beside him, a calmness enveloping them. “What’s your story, Lyra?” he asked, glancing at her with genuine curiosity.

Arthur whispered, his voice barely audible, “I can’t... let go...” Mira glanced at him, her expression softening with pity. “Hold on, Arthur. I’m going to get you through this.” Tony leaned closer, his hand resting on Arthur’s shoulder. “Stay with us, Arthur. Don’t let them win.” Arthur didn’t respond. He couldn’t. The darkness was too strong, too tempting. The hallucinations came in waves—memories distorted into nightmares, familiar faces twisted with malice. Elara’s face floated before him, but this time, her eyes were cold, accusing. She whispered his name, but it wasn’t in love; it was in contempt.

“Role-playing games, mostly.” “You play online? Maybe we should team up and level up together.” “I’d like that.” Arthur was getting excited that finally there was something they had in common. He got worried Regina might not like him because he seemed boring. “Be forewarned. I get killed a lot, so you might have to regenerate me several times.” Arthur laughed. He would do anything to spend time with her. Even give all his gems and weapons to strengthen her character. “It’s a date then. Do we start tonight, or is it too late?”

Especially since Arthur is not someone that anyone could ever treat poorly off. “You do not need to.” Haruna immediately corrected, as she added. “Besides, I was already brief about your situation and your ability.” She informs, while still on her guard and with her half mind that is whispering and provoking her to end Arthur’s life. “With that in mind and check, you do not need to worry about anything.” Yet, she shouldn’t, and she couldn’t. As she had a complete sense and grasp of Arthur’s huge mana that will be a stupid thing to challenge him. Making Arthur no doubt the twin of the Shrine Maiden, Daniela.

“The parameters—” “The parameters don’t account for surprise,” Arthur said, his gaze fixed on the shuddering world. “You’re reading the old stories. This one is writing itself.” He paused. “Let it.” I felt the shift. Not in the machine, but in the air between them. Arthur wasn’t offering forgiveness. That was a river dammed long ago. He was offering a purpose. A partnership. Not as friends, but as sentinels. Two men, one who lost me and one who chose me, united in the defense of the strange and new.

The creature stepped forward, its colossal claws digging into the sand, and a deep, resonant voice echoed through the arena—more felt than heard. “You have awakened forces beyond your control. This path leads only to ruin.” I stepped forward, raising my hands as energy surged, responding not with fear but with defiance. “Then let ruin come,” I replied. “Because from ruin, we will build a new world.” Ryu growled low beside me, shifting fully into his hybrid form, fur bristling with power and eyes blazing with battle fury. He lunged at the creature with ferocity born from years of pain and betrayal, each striking a desperate attempt to shatter the ancient force that sought to crush us.

Arthur softly says, "So what if I do? Do you know what it felt like to kill someone you love by your own hands?" "You know damn well I do." JD grits his teeth Arthur glances at me and continues, "Right. You had to kill Lyanna's father just to save Lyanna." "If Lyanna ends up being Raya, you won't be able to protect her and by then, I'll be taking her away from you. She's my bride." JD says, "Lyanna won't be Raya. I will be taking my bride." Just then JD turned around tranforming into a dragon and so did Arthur, he turn to look at me and wiped off my memories.