You're Making Things Up Again Arnold Novels & Stories

His gentle hands carefully dry and brush through my hair, creating a soothing rhythm that I find immensely comforting. As Arnold takes care of me, a mix of emotions floods my heart. The tenderness of his actions contrasts sharply with the memory of when I ran away from our mating ceremony. Sensing my inner turmoil, Arnold pauses and looks into my eyes, concern evident in his gaze. He asks me what's bothering me, and I can't hold back the apology for my past actions. “I'm sorry for leaving you at the mating ceremony,” I confess, expecting some frustration or disappointment from him. However, Arnold surprises me with a reassuring smile and a simple acknowledgment that it's no problem.

One of them grunts, another holding him back. “I'm getting tired of your tasteless mate jokes!” “No,” Raymond snorts. “You're getting arrogant now Annalise, I played that joke three times and it's old.” “Arnold?” she asks, pointing at some guy who raises his hands. “Princeton then?” “Sis, I don't know what you're talking about.” he informs her, excusing himself from the group. “Then someone explain that psycho out there,” she says, gesturing to the entryway.

Arnold mocked as he hung up the phone, dropped it on the ground, and stomped on it, breaking it. Arnold looked around the room, laughing as he heard the thunder roar. Arnold mocked, saying, “Just like before, you're hiding from your daddy and I don't expect you to come out… So now my pet let's play our old game… Hide-N-Seek.”

Arnold almost chuckles, peering at me. "I'm on your side, Nev." "Really?" I give him a doubtful look as I fiddle with my index finger. "Then why don't you come right out and tell me what's going on in here?" "You don't remember what happened at that rave party you attended back in Croatia? Hasn't anything come back to you yet?" Arnold puts his hand back in his pockets as he tips his head from side to side. "Well, it's such a shame if it hasn't yet. You're going to make our job so much harder than it has to be."

Serena crossed her arms and sneered, "Give up already! Arnold belongs to me." I looked at the man in front of me through tears. "If you take it off, I really will bond with someone else." The moment Arnold heard the word "bond", his eyes flickered again with resistance. So this was it. Pissing him off would do the trick. Seeing it worked, I pushed harder. "I won't just bond with someone else, but I'll also have a bunch of adorable little ones. I'll raise them with your credit card. I'll make them chubby and happy just to piss you off!"

Arnold yelled towards me in happiness. I was a bit happy and lost at his declaration. I was happy because he seemed genuinely overjoyed. I was confused though because I had no idea what he was talking about. “Arnou I'm sure that's amazing. But who has agreed and to what?” I asked Arnou with a chuckle. “Sorry,” he said with a small laugh. “Herley. Harley has agreed to make the antidote!” Arnold explained in joy as he walked closer to me with a big smile on his face.

Nova whispered, trying not to laugh. “Good try though,” she added. “I don’t think they’re watching the movie anymore,” I said, watching the way they were avoiding each other’s eyes. “You created tension,” she teased, nudging me. “I was trying to be a shipper,” I said plainly. “Guess I’ll stick to my normal smug routine.” Arnold stood abruptly. “I’ll be back.” He headed upstairs without looking at us. “What’s with him?” Eli asked, pausing the movie.

Arnold raised his brow in a challenging manner and Arthur’s forehead creases disappeared. “I know everything, Arthur so there’ll be no use of lying or making excuses. I haven’t built an empire with a rat’s mind. I know everything that happens in my family. Consider yourself lucky because we’re sparing you otherwise we have a plenty of proofs to send you to the prison and I’ll make sure that you spend your blooming youth behind the bars.” Arnold, who turned completely savage, hit the last nail. “What are you saying, Arnold? It’s not true. I deny your claims.” Linda shouted.