Avalon Of Disaster Novel Novels & Stories

If you betray or cross her line you've woken up the feared demon of hell. "But I've heard that-" Antonio cuts me off by placing his lips on mine. I close my eyes as he slips in his tongue and we start moving our lips in rhythm. "Like I said amore, don't stress about it." He moans in my mouth. I pull away and sigh as I observe the huge building before me. Antonio locks hands with me and we both start to make our way to the door. I find two guards dressed in all black with glasses and their posture is consecutive followed by an intense exterior?

The flames dancing dangerously as it licked over the floor before us, looking for its victim to claim. With one last shove, the henchman met the flames in a bright burst of colour. Sounds of screaming and dark laughter rebounded off of the cave walls as the fire drew the lifeless form into it. It carried on licking at the floor in search of its next victim, edging closer and closer to our waiting place. Without hesitating further, we push Angelique’s body towards the ever nearing flames. The fire hungrily engulfing her as she disappeared before our eyes. And just like that Angelique was no longer, and Avalon was safe from my fathers prying eyes once more.

He changed the subject. I squinted my eyes but didn’t say anything. He plucked the book out of my hand and adjusted his glasses. It reminded me of Andrew. “Danger clung to him like smoke, yet there was something devastatingly irresistible about the man who hunted monsters for a living,” Alaric read aloud. “Jesus! Vaelora!” He lowered the book and looked at me over his glasses. “Did you write this for a school project or you’ve suddenly picked an interest in fantasy writing?”

“We might need to investigate further into this.” “What more do we need to investigate?” Clairmont heaved another sigh, looking perplexed. “It’s good enough that we saved Rustaval from a civil war. Let them handle the rest by themselves.” “But,” In the novel, Rustaval wasn’t destroyed due to internal dispute, but by a dragon. "Look, is there something more that we need to be wary of?” Clairmont asked, before locking his eyes with mine. I pursed my lips and cast my eyes down on the ground. I can’t really tell him about what happened in the novel. Nothing much happened which follows the novel, because the plot hasn’t started yet. So, I’m not sure what would happen

"Cassandra is the name of my mama," Alexandra spoke stunned."Oh, poor fellow," Althea clicked her tongue in pity.She, of course, was a clever one. She knew meeting Azazel alone would be dangerous for her.And now if this human girl can do something to finish off the devil...why not play from behind?Thinking of this, she couldn't help but grow a smirk on her evil face."What do you say?" asked Alexandra shaking the bad witch lightly."Uh-huh. What? Can't a person daydream in peace?" Althea asked annoyed."This not the right place to daydream, I guess," Alexandra twitched her lips unaware."Okay. What?" asked Althea and she answered, "All I am saying is to take this book with us.""I don't think so,

I was still stuck in bed between them. "I've been doing some research and I found out some necessary information. Zayn is not the destruction. Avalon is," Toby said and Zayn shrugged. "Who's Avalon?" I asked and they both stared at me crazily. "She's a millennial witch. Very dangerous and the most powerful. She is the destruction the legend was talking about. She's darkness and she is to fight the light on the day when all powers are equal." Toby lectured and my mouth dropped.

What hope did she have? "Beth?" Austin prodded, but before she could even reply, three SUVs barraged straight at them at high speed when they stopped at a red traffic light. The sickening sound of metal grinding on metal as they boxed them in pierced the cool evening silence. Time seemed to grind to an unbearably slow halt as Marybeth helplessly watched the doors of the three cars fly open. Several men, clad in dark clothes and balaclavas, approached the sedan, their assault rifles aimed straight at them... [End Of Book 1]

He held far stronger aura and intimidation than Darius, who she felt was the scariest man she had ever met. Antonio wasn’t scary, she admits that she can’t help but feel fear whenever she’s around the don, but Antonio Alverez was far from being scary. He was beautifully vicious, and that shook her more. Some strands of his long brown hair fell onto his glassy blue eyes that bore holes into her. The closeness of their bodies and the tense energy made Alina’s stomach turn—and not in a terrible way. As horrible as her situation was, she felt oddly aroused. It was a bad mix of being appalled and turned on, and it frightened her shitless. “He’s a friend.”

“Heed my advice, leave Rosalie the hell alone. That poor girl needs a man to love her not use her. And no I don’t care you grandparents killed dragons. I would believe that stupidity when I see a dragon.” “They did and they do exist. You have never seen one because they would kill you before you could say anything to anyone.” Brent grumbled to her. Avalon just chuckled, she had seen a dragon and he was the sweetest thing to her. She hasn’t seen him in years but he had saved her life when she was younger. She was playing to close to the edge of a cliff. Well the edge was soft a d she didn’t realize it. The edge crumbled away when she looked over it to see what was down below causing her to pl