Ang From Avatar Novels & Stories

Porishma struggled to breathe. "I’m the only one who has Davis in my name. Ian, Vin, and not even Dhaani have his name. Ian and Vin have great-grandfather names, and Dhaani has Maa’s name, 'Porishma,' in hers. The whole world knows me as Ansh Davis Grey, and I will only ever use this name," Ansh’s words relieved Davis, but his heart was still uneasy. His inner monster was rising, wanting to tear up the entire Kingdom Gadh.

Third person's pov: After 2 years: "Hi, my parents like your family so much. And don't mind me saying this out of the blue but, you look gorgeous in person", Ava gave a fake smile refraining so hard from rolling her eyes. Instead, she tucked a hair strand behind her ear and caught the end of her Dupatta. "I work in Meta. I-", Ava cut him off before he reads out his biodata.

Ancalagon was very clear about her scent. “Eliane?” Ancalagon asks, walking up as if he’s seen a ghost. “How do you know my name?” she asks him. “It’s me, Ancalagon.” Her eyes go wide just as the others come rushing up. Avani looks at Ancalagon then back at Eliane. “You asked for me? I’m Avani, the earth dragon.” “They took him, they took Iniko. You need to help me,” she begs. She has tears streaming down her cheeks.

"Yes, that's right. His name is Axel Xavier." Angela's forehead wrinkled when she heard Axel's name, as if her mind was somehow feel familiar with that name. Xavier. Why did it sound familiar? Where had Angela heard it before? Unfortunately, she forgot! Her memory skills were pathetic, and even for scene dialogues, she often had to repeat them because what she had memorized suddenly vanished! "Handsome. Aren't you tempted by such a handsome man?" Angela teased, making Aura grin. Tempted by an annoying guy like Axel? It seemed impossible to happen anytime! Even the thought of it makes Aura scared.

He would always talk with my mom in a low voice and sound angry when they’d talk. “Hello Angelev, my name is Kali Rooh. I am the ruler of the Lacrimavlian Empire and master of souls and soul bonding. I was called upon as you have sought my presence. Given that you are dark celestial by your mother’s bloodline, the rules of Wengarthria state that I am not allowed to deny you such a request if this had been made out of your free will. Tell me, Angelev, have you requested to see me out of your free will?” The lovely-looking lady who stood among adults lowered herself to my eye level and spoke with a very gentle and tender tone, the same tone Maree always had when speaking with me. She radiated

My butterflies hovered over Xanthea’s face, dusting her with anesthetic pollen as I gently closed her eyelids, easing her into unconsciousness. My head snapped back, hearing footsteps approaching from behind. Another Azum — this one wearing glasses — walked toward us. I glanced at the one in front of me. “He’s my avatar. A clone,” he said. “He’ll assist you.” I returned my focus to Xanthea. “Ungh!” Xanthea writhed as the divine energy pulsed harder from the fang. “Begin transfusion!” I cried. “Quick!” Azum lay beside Xanthea as his avatar began chanting the transfusion spell.

It saddens me that he feels as though he is still in control which he isn’t. He can’t be. I let the tears stream down before finally gathering the courage to breathe out and lean back on the wall. Momentarily enjoying the silence. The knock on the the door snaps me out of my train of thought Nyx budging me to get up which I hurriedly did composing myself before mumbling come in. The door slipped open revealing Angela who looked different from the last time that I had seen her. I forced a smile and within a blink of an eye, she drew me into her warmth.

She recalled how Angela worked so hard day and night, just to nourish her good health. "That's nothing, Luna. You both let me and my daughter stay here as your pack members. That's enough for us." Ava's mother, Angela, ensured her. Luna Carolina smiled at Angela, but then her gaze fell to the door. "You are back!" She said that and stood up. Ava became curious as to who she was speaking with, but her eyes froze when she turned to look at the person, who was dressed in a black full-sleeve shirt and black jeans, had no brow or ear piercings, and looked like a gentleman.

He might even think that the means were too despicable and would not deign to stoop so low. Angela was worried over nothing. In some aspects, Jonathan was not a good person. Besides, the current situation was disadvantageous to him. If he could get Giselle away from Chester, he would try anything. Jonathan's voice came over the phone. "How will you help?" Angela replied, "I was born in Velmoria. I can breed spell bugs and cast them on people. "I'm very sorry about what happened with your father. I just loved him too much. I didn't mean to ruin your family—"

Adolphus raised the question in an anxious voice. “It’s true, Adolphus. As I said earlier, Angel was conceived through a special ritual of mating where Ava mated with both of her mates at the same time, but she erased those memories from their minds to keep them safe. Ava went against fate so many times that her death was inevitable.” The hologram answered him in the same serious tone. “Who is he, Mother?” I asked her sternly. By now, I knew that Cathy also didn’t know about my mother’s second mate.