Ava Chen Novels & Stories

This place was her refuge. "Do you have school tomorrow?" I asked. "Mm-hmm." Ava plucked at the grass between her fingers. "Mrs. Chen teaches us reading and writing in the morning. She's nice. She has this voice that sounds like honey, you know? And she never yells even when David throws things." "And who's David?" "David Parker. He's eight and he thinks he's the smartest because his dad works with Alpha on important pack stuff." She rolled her eyes in that exaggerated way children did. "But he can't even spell 'because' right. B-E-C-U-Z. Like that."

"I actually possess a solitary, highly optimal candidate file in my memory banking. You can personally deploy to test his baseline. Hold on while I pull his raw data files out of my terminal for you." The elite enforcer Sarah highly recommended to Chloe was a man named Justin Vance (陈英杰). He had graduated from the exact same prestigious military academy as Sarah and was her senior alumnus. His physical combat mastery was legendary, and his internal ledger operated under absolute, unyielding moral principles.

nothing more. Sir Chen told him while he was still little that the man he always sees in his flashbacks was him. Duke Kile Chen. Kyle grew up with the idea that he was a Duke in his past life. Duke Kile Chen was the strongest man in Azerath at the time. The King always ordered him to go for wars along with the country's warriors. Whenever they did, they came back with victory. Duke Kile Chen was married to the Goldsmith's daughter, Iva Thompson. The Goldsmith and his family were foreigners in Azerath.

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Chantelle POV: It had been three months since I left my uncle's house and moved in with Declan. I was finally beginning to feel a sense of peace. For the first time in a long time, I felt safe and cared for. Declan and his staff had been so kind to me, making sure I had everything I needed. I had tried to help around the house, but the maids always shooed me away, telling me to relax. As I sat there, reflecting on my new life, I couldn't help but feel grateful for everything that had happened.

I had imagined meeting Lu Shen many ways in the ten hours since learning his name. None included him serving wine to drowned ghosts while wearing my face. "Are we actually related?" I asked. He smiled wider. "That depends on whether you trust blood, paperwork, or death certificates." Ava leaned close. "I vote none." Lu Shen laughed as if she had pleased him. "Ava Monroe. The healer with hands too stubborn to let go. Be careful, Lu Chen. Useful people make painful sacrifices."

Huan-Yue asked eagerly. “Not yet. Let’s just go—I want to head home.” As they walked toward their condo, Avyanna received a message from Monica. 📩 From: Monica Name: Kairus Chu Accounts: WeChat: 120835793097 I*******m: @kc0998 Weibo: @ks0998 Avyanna frowned as she read the message on her phone. It seemed like her connection with Kristof Chu wasn’t over yet. Deep down, she felt an odd pull—a curiosity urging her to learn more about him.