Novel & Cerita Ava Skye

I’m not pretty, and let’s face it; Pa will never allow me to talk to him. As we stopped at the end of our driveway, Shelbie looked at my backpack and sighed. “You don’t have much homework, do you Mar?” I glanced at my B.F.F., and wished I was more like her, a little shorter, around five feet five inches, skinny, but not too skinny, long brown hair with blond highlights, with pale blue eyes that men love. “I wish. I have a feeling it’s going to be a very long weekend.”

asks Skye as she looks in the direction I am and lets out a small smile. “Yeah, I’m great.”

Skye has been very persistent lately. I’m yet to confront her with the fact that I know what she tried to do. Or what she’s been trying to do. For the past few months, apart from her action of sabotaging Antonia’s meeting, Skye has also persistently done one thing. She’s turned my house into a minefield. Skye is very different from Antonia. She’s a different breed of human. I thought I liked her because she was different. Skye has always been spoiled and wilful, she’ll stop at nothing to get what she wants, and in my world those aren’t necessarily bad habits.

“Who… are you?” Skylar smoothed the woman’s matted hair, offering a small, beautiful smile—one that carried both promise and deadly certainty. “I am Skylar Vance. You can call me Skye. I am here to rescue you. We are leaving, together.” We are leaving, together. It was the same promise Clara had made to her all those years ago. Spoken now by Skylar, it resonated with a mature, unflinching resolution.

The sky was gray just like she said. In about half an hour, I was downstairs in my comfortable black jeans and boot. My eyes had returned normal. Skye had this stern look on his face, apparently he didn't like being kept waiting. In front of him was his pack. He gave one last look in my direction before addressing them. "This here is, Ava, as you all know the alpha of the crescents pack who just became my wife yesterday and with that prospect, already the queen of this pack," he said.

Shouted Ramonda back, “Do you think he will take her if she looks like a deadbeat girl like this?!” “Relax! He needs her womb and her pussy, the other thing doesn’t matter to him, as long as he can still stick his dick, I think he doesn’t mind it!” The way Asako answered Ramonda sent chills into Sky’s body. “Where… Where are you taking me?” She whimpered while trying to get up from her position. Kana approached her and put her hand on Sky’s head, “None of your business!” She pushed her head down to the floor, ignoring the scream that came from Sky.

Skye was 18 years old and blossoming into a lady at least as smart and beautiful as her mother but she didn't realize it. Skye was 5'2 and weighed 100lbs. She had long strawberry blonde hair cut to look like her mother's and she had violet eyes. She was an athlete at school, a member of the varsity soccer team and her body reflected her training. She was thin and taut. Her legs and buttocks were muscular and she had a flat stomach. Her hips were a big wider and more sensual than her mothers and her breasts were of comparable size, she wore a 30B bra. Her skin was very white, a bit pale as she was unable to tan like her mother. She often wore cloth shorts and tank tops befitting a high school

As Skye showers, I started to cover up the Hickeys that Skye's left on my neck, and then I put on some light makeup to compliment my outfit. I'm wearing the outfit that I bought from Zion Earlier. Then Skye emerges from the walk-in closet, and damn she is hot. She's wearing light brown high-waisted slack pants along with a white crop top and light brown blazer completed with gold jewelry and White heels. Skye smiled at me and extended her hand, "Let's go???"

Aris “Do not make an enemy out of her.” Blake’s violet eyes hold my gaze for several seconds before flicking to the corner of the room, where Skye is busy playing with Maeve’s old dollhouse with the help of the female spirit, who seems incredibly fond of the girl. It’s no wonder. Skye is like warm sunshine on the coldest day, even if she’s strange and unreadable like her freak of a father. Who… came when I called. Almost immediately.

"You look just dashing. I almost mistook you for the bride." Skye Venezia. Son of Astrid Venezia who was the sister of Elizabeth Byron. He was the human personification of Chaos, albeit a ridiculously handsome one. He had blond hair with bright green eyes, and brown skin that was obviously tanned from his continuous travels through the world. Still, his beautiful features always paved ways for him, no matter where he was, and women flocked around him like flies even though he never hid the fact that he was a player. Only people who knew Skye was truly an unstable and hyperactive male stayed away, which was hard. It was near impossible to get away from his charm.