Alita Battle Angel Artwork Novels & Stories

A heavy training session could lead to a heavy make out session which would allow me to get out of training sooner, rather than later. "Alpha, Luna" a girl bowed before us as soon as we approached. Her forest green almond eyes were a complete contrast to her fiery red hair that was up in a ponytail similar to my own. She was gorgeous with her heart shaped face, straight nose and strong cheekbones. You could tell that working out was a priority from looking at her athletic body. "Elsa here will be training you from now on" Jayden announced and the girl gave me a wicked smile. I was not going to enjoy this one bit.

He charges her and the fight is on. “Who wants to be next?” Xalen asks. I stand there with a smile on my face. Not one of the warriors new or old wants to go up against my angel. I guess they learned that their Luna might be tiny but she has no problem handing them their asses if necessary. Xalen says that training is done for the day. Everyone gathers their stuff and heads off to get cleaned up. I grab Aliya’s shirt and hand it to her. I almost lost when she took it off leaving her in some tight workout shorts and a sports bra.

“Hold your horses! Relax, and just enjoy it. Let’s get you in that shower, and then you can sleep. I’m exhausted mentally so can only imagine how you must feel!” Alinta was too tired to argue with her wolf, so she decided to follow Angela’s advice and took the much-needed shower. As she was getting dressed, she glanced down at her chest and gasped at the sight of her fated mark. It was unlike any other mark she had seen; instead of the usual soft white glow and plain crescent shape, her mark shone a beautiful silvery baby blue, adorned with small flowers that resembled a stylized tattoo. Alinta's heart fluttered as she instinctively thought of Orion. “Ange! What do you make of this?” she ask

Watching in horror as my pack members fell to their knees one by one as they felt their mate bonds breaking, others riddled with guilt and heartbreak knowing their mates and loved ones had been taken captive and were undoubtedly suffering a fate worse than death. Running at full sprint to the packhouse, I froze seeing the fiery figure that stood facing me on the balcony of the Alpha suite that I shared with my mate; large black wings proudly sat at his back, each feather doused with the same copper glow as the bodies that littered my streets. His ominous aura would have stopped many a great warrior in their tracks, but the fact in his demonic hands, he held my mate and Luna seemed to fuel th

"Huh, looks like I'll have to take care of you guys first." Dozens of dark monsters attacked Alisa from various directions. The girl was forced to fight them with her Dancing Art. SRINGG SRINGG SRINGG With her dagger, Alisa launched an attack on the monsters. Jumps, blocks, and wind slashes were launched beautifully and epically. SRINGG SRINGG SRINGG She had already slashed dozens of monsters, but they just kept coming back. Alisa was forced to jump back and use magic technique. “Vindblad!!”

” Kartika asked. “Who says I am going to hurt a woman anyway?” Tanya Alfi. Alfi throws his curtain to the sky and it covers a whole of Anggun”s body which is not good scenery anymore. When it flies back to Alfi, Anggun has turned into a disgusting-fatty-bald-old man. “I... I get it.” Kartika said in amazement. “Yup! Now, I can beat her up in peace!” Alfi said. “Let”s go, Megumi!” He added.

A wolf was situated in the center, howling at the brilliant full moon. Down his right arm was a collage of angels, each more beautiful than the last. The portrait on his upper bicep had a lot of the qualities he did, making me believe it was of his mother - his favorite angel of all. The left arm was composed of words and different phases of the moon. The script was in a language I wasn’t familiar with but looked beautiful. He himself was a work of art and I was going to show my appreciation while on my knees in front of my God.

They grin from ear to ear, sidling closer to Myles so their eyes can peek at the screen. On the monitor screen, the final battle at the Valoria Ridge Art Den is getting hot. Rapha's Lonely Sunset, Amara’s Riding the Waves, and Bentlee Potter’s Brick Bridge are fighting for the top three alpha spots. But to the seasoned pack judges, the final choice is already totally obvious.

Lilith finally announced, leaping up so dramatically that Alina almost tore her page. Alina lowered her book, and her jaw. “Wow,” she breathed, staring at the painting. It was her. And it was flawless. Almost too flawless. If she ever died, they could use this picture to identify her spirit. “This is beautiful,” Alina said, touching it gently. “Yes, I know,” Lilith replied, flipping her hair proudly. “Talent runs in my veins… like caffeine.” “Can I have it?” Alina asked. “Yes, of course, it’s for you,” Lilith said, then sighed.

He nodded, "I wasn't meaning to listen in on your conversation but uhm...I couldn't help but hear," "Okay no problem, he had shown me the website and I think this is it" he brought out his phone to show him the website. Pictures of a few artworks were displayed on the press release and Jaxon saw the little introduction that was given to the press release but he didn't see a face. "Uhm...the artist you had mentioned, Alva... Garcia..." "Yeah..." "Is her picture on the website or anywhere else?" "Uhn...he hadn't mentioned but I think her artworks are the only things released, a few of them and I must say they're good,"