Avatar 2009 Neytiri Novels & Stories

“She was never alone in that network, Liam. She built something to protect herself in case she failed. A counter-AI. A second entity.” Ava’s chest tightened. “What kind of entity?” Morgan’s answer was almost a whisper. “The kind that calls itself god.” The ship shot into the clouds, leaving the ruined valley behind as a faint signal blinked red on the satellite feed far above Earth one word flashing again and again: REBOOTING. As Ava clutches her stomach, she hears the child’s faint voice in her mind for the second time soft, urgent, and afraid. They’re coming, Mother. And they’re already inside the sky.

Against the opposite wall, rows of plants were bathed in the glow of orange lamps. In the rear of the room, a single white door opened, and a teenager emerged. She sported torn jeans, a faded Nirvana tee, and her jet-black hair, spiked on top of her head, cropped short. Multiple beaded necklaces shimmered around her neck, but what truly stood out were her pure white eyes, devoid of iris or pupil. "Are you the new female alpha?" she inquired, her unique eyes fixed on me. "I wondered when you'd pay me a visit."

However, the more she looked at Avita, the more she wondered what type of connection Avita had with the organization that would allow Madam G to send a member to serve her. As she finished her preparations in the kitchen, Avita hummed a sweet tune. She took the tray and proceeded to the living room, where Nyarai was waiting for her. She set the tray on the table and took a seat across from Nyarai. When she was finally seated, she removed the mask, revealing a perfect face free of blemishes and puffiness, and sweetly said to Nyarai, “enjoy the coffee.” “Thank you,” Nyarai replied sheepishly to Avita, who was staring at her directly and frankly.

She giggled when she said that last part. So, that’s what I did. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the charm and my essence within it. When I opened my eyes, I was in the middle of a field surrounded by a bunch of people. My charm was on a pedestal. I examined each of the faces and found the one that was very clearly in charge. “Are you the one Typhon selected as his Go between?” I asked her. “Yes. I am Najera.” She said. “I’m Aria. It’s nice to meet you. Is Typhon here?” I asked eagerly.

she said, flaring her nostrils. “How can we trust you?” Gamma Nash asked. “Well. My leader’s name is Zeve. She has a strange red Katana that turns into seven fairies. All of them have sun tattoos on their wings and… and… oh boy! I shouldn’t have revealed so much…” Aria covered her mouth with her hands. “We can trust her,” I said. “I would have trusted her even if she was lying because I don’t want to miss any chance now. Gamma Nash, please take care of the pack. I am going to Phantoria right now.”

I was just in the bathroom for a few minutes when I heard loud shouts and glasses breaking. When I went out I was surprised to see Athena holding Nori, who by the way was enjoying every bit of it, even with a broken glass pointed at his throat. It surprises me how she got the strength to do all that after all the wounds that her body took. I could’ve healed her if only Levi was here. Nori offered but I don’t want anyone’s wolf touching her. I’m sorry Athena, you could have healed already but I just can’t bear anyone else touching you, especially one of my friends.

Perhaps I've witnessed her passionate about this subject before, but never so crazed. "I have to interest in continuing this," I force myself to tell her sternly. "I'm going leave this competition, since I was eliminated." I watched Zariah visibly freeze in front of me. She looks distractedly over my shoulder, eyes on something obviously terrifying behind me. Holding my breath, I slowly turn around, to see a pair of Violet ones staring back at me. I remember her as Nikita, the girl everyone would conspire against, claiming she was a Phantom Wolf because of the eyes.

“I offer you the chance to choose her lycan. There is one who waits—the spirit of the first female lycan, a warrior of fire and stars. She is old, wise, powerful, and has waited eons to be reborn.” A form began to emerge from the light—sleek, dark brown with white tipped feet and tail like Aries lycan but her fur shimmered with tiny specks of light like a night sky, and her eyes burned bright blue and violet. Her presence was overwhelming—ancient and powerful. Aurora stepped forward, entranced. “She’s… beautiful.” “She is called Nyra,” the goddess said. “And she will serve your daughter well.” Aurora’s voice broke as she nodded, “Then I choose her.”

My decision was final. A maid, nor a human will never be my luna. "Get me a glass of water." I barked at her before exiting the kitchen. Serving the new Alpha: Mia: The packhouse was filled with people assembled in different corners conversing, with the majority of the females, both young and old, giggling. With the way the females were dressed, one would think they were gathered for a college frat party. But that wasn't the case. Luna Emilia's son, Giovanni was returning home from the US where he'd gone to study and he was next in line to become Alpha of the Blackwood pack after the death of his father. The entire pack members were gathered to welcome him.

came his only reply and she mouthed a thank you before walking out of the office briskly lest he changed his mind. She kept drawing the length of her gown down as they walked into the hotel. Aurora was dressed in a pair of black short gown and she had a white wig on her hair while the make up on her face was heavy, right now she looked like a hot seductress who was going to be an interpreter. Why did Bigfoot make her do this anyways? She felt so lost and uncomfortable. “Hello” she greeted as she walked in front of the door, the guards standing there inspected her from head to toe before nodding and she entered inside and she wished she had not.