Novel & Cerita Aang X Azula

The tradition of the four princesses of the Colemans were passed down with every generation. Their code names were Seiryuu, Byakko, Suzaku and Genbu. Ange was given the role of Suzaku of this generation. She walked to Alex slowly as her intimidating aura made everyone else avoid her, including Beatrice. Beatrice was close to kneeling down due to Ange’s aura. “She’s coming towards us!” Michelle felt slightly nervous. Alex didn’t tell the full truth a while ago. Waltz might be more beautiful than Ange, but she was no match for her martial arts-wise. By sensing her aura, he could tell that this woman was close to achieving Earth rank.

Amelia’s POV Finally, it was the day of the competition. Zane and I had worked our butts off in the previous two days to prepare for today. We were going to perform ‘Senorita by Shawn Medes and Camilla Cabello’ and I was sweating profusely as we drove through the Ark Town and headed towards New Bryxton Town for the competition.

You have got to be kidding me! "AZALIAH!" That name needed no introduction. Beth and the other nine contestants turned to face the last angel on the line. The visible shake had already given her away so Beth did not hesitate to pull the helmet from her head with her sword. The gasps of the angels only confirmed what they had thought.

she spit, but I could see the chinks in her armor. “I am not nothing,” I replied, my voice steady. “I am their Luna, whether you like it or not. I may have been stripped of my title, but I am reclaiming it today! Together, we will rise against those who wish to see us broken.” With every word, I could feel the power of Angel flowing into me, taking me forward. Our bond, stronger than ever, told me that I had the wolf's spirit behind me. It was now time for the world to see that I was nobody's fool.

"It should be. You were in a bad way, Meggan and Dante were lucky, otherwise we wouldn't have got out alive. Do you remember anything ...? " Aurelia tried to make out any impressions through the fog of her dream world that might have seemed more real than others. But apart from the angel and the heat she couldn't think of anything and since both probably spoke more for the fact that she wasn't quite there, she better kept it to herself. She shook her head very slightly. Very well, that went without a howl of monstrous migraines. But who the hell were Dante and Meggan? Pareios took another look around before he continued. Here and there the eyebrows were drawn together meaningfully.

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

I nearly choked. “Not accurate in the slightest.” The look Zuri gave me told me she didn’t buy into my bullshit for one second. She flipped over the third card and the words Valeria had spoken roared in my ears. “You are of the dark, a piece of the vastness that is the night sky. You are her Reaper.” She turned to Nox, her eyes carving him in two. “You are of the moon and stars, a fragment of light which will guide her way.”

I winked at my angel. "You're going to kill him for ruining your shirt!" She protested from the ground, her lips lifting into a pout. "When did she relish in the death of others?" I asked Ares, concerned; Abigail had healed a man she hardly knew yesterday and bargained away a part of her soul to those angels to save that stranger's life! Yet now, bathed in the blood that fell from his lips like a waterfall, she seemed to hunger for it. "Stop thinking! Kill it!" Ares roared, wrath coursing through my veins, "Take care of him so we can get back to the task in hand; mating her and filling her womb with pups."

They’re my priority now more than ever. Why would Cezar even want to get rid of Camellia? It makes no sense. He was my father’s youngest brother and significantly weaker than him. The only way to get the title of Alpha is to eat the heart of the previous one, but Cezar was too sickly to even bother with fighting my grandfather. So what the fuck is his angle here? The more I think about it, the more it drives me fucking crazy. Later, I find myself in the garden, watching Camellia with Nereo. Aeron and Morana are there too, and it warms my heart to see them interacting. Nereo is laughing, chasing after Aeron, while Morana sits beside Camellia, talking quietly.