Shrek 3 Arthur Novels & Stories

It had only been three years. The girl with innocent eyes who shared a bowl of oatmeal with me in the damp, moldy room was gone. She was consumed by the pursuit of fame and power. “Are you so blind as to believe everything Gavin says?” I sighed and pointed at the locket. “Turn the piece over. Do you see a begonia flower engraved there?” Tanya paused before taking a closer look at the locket. Pulling a slight grimace, Gavin reached his hand out to stop Tanya.

I wanted to see if I could rattle him back. I swallowed hard and looked him dead in the eye. “It’s sweet.” Jeremiah laughed. The sound was bright and completely out of character. “You are a terrible liar.” He grinned, showing teeth. “I knew what those would do. Arthur grows them like that on purpose. It is a cure for facial paralysis, not a snack.” Before I could call him out for the prank, the balcony door pushed open. Arthur walked in carrying a tray with two bowls of vanilla ice cream. He placed them on the table and wiped his palms on his apron.

He scoffs, "Maybe it's the way she wormed her into our marriage." "You don't love her anymore?" "I don't know." Arthur shakes his head and laughs sadly. "Goddess listen to me." He looks at me, and I see that mischievous glint in his eye that I've seen once before. "What is?" Without warning Arthur throws himself into the water. I'm sprayed with the giant splash of water he displaces. I sputter in shock. He surfaces and shakes water out of his hair. "Get in." "No way! That was cold!"

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

'' You are in my guild Wizards guild and i am the guild master , Shelly , am sorry for throwing the wand at you '' she apologized . '' No it's okay '' Arthur said getting up from the sofa . '' So you are the guild master '' he said , gazing at her intently as she looked quite young . '' Where are you looking at ? do you like what you see ?'' she smirked proudly showing her chest . Arthur looked away . '' NO it's nothing like that '' he replied . '' Oh how cute you are , i just love your reaction its just like how Stella had said '' said Shelly .

Lia doesn't say anything but grins like an idiot as if she knew that Ares would do that. I'm left doing a mini dance, all on my own, because my wolf is on a date with my body, and I'm the third wheel. Technically, Arthur and I are third wheels. Suddenly, as happy as we both were, that would be me and Lia, Arthur comes back and pulls us away and Lia doesn't wait to be told, and push me back to life. The moment my soul connects with my body again, it's like a semi-electric shock brings me back to life.

"Besides, someone might hear you. It's a shame it might get to Diego." "Chill, girl! That's just a theory." "So? All right, continue with your 'what if'." "Okay!" Stephen sighed and then propped both elbows on the table and lowered himself. "What if Diego pursues you? What about Third?" Shen's eyes narrowed at what her friend said. Then she didn't know whether to laugh or be irritated with him. "What kind of theory is that? And you're now mentioning someone who's not here." "That's why it's called a theory!" Stephen snapped. "You know what, sometimes you're really useless to talk to. But in fairness it looks like Third's gifts will be coming again." He even giggled while opening the chocolat

with no shirt on. Seeing this made Thanatos eyes grew smaller and darker, like he's gonna punch Arthur any minute. He quickly took off his jacket and dumped it on my shoulders, then turned back to face Arthur. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" they both asked each other at once. I facepalm myself, a third world war is about to happen in my house...I don't think so, not in my house!

Unstoppable. Then… a flicker. Inside his shattered eye. Not the void. Not the hunger. A flash of… blue? Pain? Recognition? So fast. Gone. But I saw it. Buried under layers of corruption, under the blight and the whispers he now carries… Arthur . The real Arthur. Trapped. Fighting. Like a drowning man clawing towards a distant surface. A memory slams into me, sharp as the dagger’s point: His hand, warm, rough with callouses, brushing a stray hair from my face. His voice, low and steady, whispering my name like a secret. Not corrupted. Him .

I sucked Chris with a voracious, sloppy rhythm, my eyes locked onto his as Arthur slammed into me from behind, the heavy thuds of his hips echoing in the small office. Chris groaned, his hands gripping my hair as I took him deep, my tongue working magic on his sensitive skin. "God, you are a little slut, aren't you?" Chris growled, his hips twitching as I drove him closer to the edge. Arthur was reaching his limit. The sheer taboo of the situation, combined with my crushing grip, was too much. With a muffled shout, Arthur thrust deeply one last time and convulsed, pulling out at the last second to spurt his warm load across her lower back and thighs. He collapsed against the filing cabinet,