Avatar Aang Bloodbending Novels & Stories

“I saw him before I knew what fate even was. We made our parents go halfway across the world to bring him home. This is not just a bond. This is destiny forged in blood and fire. You don’t get to touch it. You don’t get to breathe near it.” He kisses my temple, then sits back. And that’s when I decide—no more warnings. I lift my chin. “Cover your ears. And watch.” I reach into Angie’s body through the bond and begin to draw out her energy, savoring the sting. She twitches. The crowd holds its breath. Then I scream. The sound rips from my lungs like a banshee made of fire, loud enough to burst her eardrums. Blood spills from her ears, her nose, her eyes. She falls to her side, writhing, until

"Ok ,here we go. No I can't disappear. I can manipulate you into forgetting you saw me or make you think I'm not there, I can fly but it's very draining, I can't control objects bit I can control people." "Wait what!" he stared open mouth. "You can control people? How does that work" "Blood. I can control blood and so I can control people" I explained "so like katara in avatar?" he asked and I burst out laughing. "Definitely not. it's more complicated than that. I'm not controlling them against their will. I'm being their will to suit mine" I shifted the hair from his forehead and kissed him. "If I tell you anyone would believe what you mean I'd be lying man but everything I've seen has been

The rain kept getting heavier, so I had no choice but to slow the car. My voice, however, stayed as calm as ever. “I loved him… very much.” Ava turned to look at me in shock. “Then why did you…” My eyes drifted down to my wrist. The bruises that once covered it had long since faded.

I fulfill my promise to him and do some very, very dirty things to him and he happily reciprocates. " So, I want you to focus and try to lift this bottle in the air with your mind. Remember that you have the ability to use and bend the elements along with the silver blooded powers so I want you to believe in yourself first and then give it a try." Vlad says and I squint my eyes. I focus on the bottle with all my will and my head starts hurting and it starts burning my eyes. I sigh and say, "I can't do this. I'm sorry. I am just exhausted."

“My mom never brought silver around so I don’t know. Enhanced abilities, I can hear pretty well, I heal fast, and I don’t know about anything else. I wasn’t allowed to test certain things like running.” Arthur frowns, the more I talk, the more distaste he has for my mother. He tilts his head to the side and says, “I didn’t see any fangs, do you not have them?” Heat rushes to my cheeks, I know he’s not going to be happy with the answer. I say, “My mother shaved them down with silver right after they sprouted. She didn’t want anyone to know what I was.” He hisses, “I should kill her for that!”

"Oh, and when you see your father in the afterlife thank him on my behalf for making me what I am today." Kaira tries to release the dark energy but Ava's hand refuses to move, the dark energy around her begins to slowly disappear and reappear again. "No...no...this...this is impossible!" Kaira struggles to subdue Ava's soul. Ava fights back, her hands holding on tightly to her head. "You're not... strong enough... to fight me!" "Get... out!" Ava screams, the dark energy disappears, replaced by bright aura as Ava slowly falls to her knees.

She sat with a posture that screamed defiance, but the way her silhouette softened in the lamplight betrayed the truth: she was on the edge of surrender, not because I forced her, but because I’d taught her to imagine that surrender might be sweeter than the fight. I crossed the room slowly, not because haste would ruin anything, but because every inch of that approach was a chance to build a new kind of pressure. Pressure that didn’t strike — it coiled. A low, deliberate conversation of muscles and air. My shadow lengthened over her, a gentle claim. “You wear your anger like armor,” I observed, keeping my voice level. “It suits you. But armor is heavy. It makes the wearer tired. People who

I looked at Vaughn but he was looking at his folded hands. "That's shameless, I really shouldn't have helped him when his family was in danger in the woods." Amoranda ordered angrily. I sighed. "You can't blame him, he was also imprisoned in the camp for several years. There is plenty of food but lack of freedom." "But, Serenity. She has no right. She put her hands gently on Thalias head as her hands started to glow in white, "You have the power to weaken someone's ability and I, Anatia will grant you the power to solidify the manipulate blood, use this to fight against the darkness that's coming."

“You were not supposed to be born, Nami. And yet… here you are. Your blood defied the Oath. That is why they fear you. That's why ever since you arrived here, you've been getting series of attacks. First, that scene at the ball. The first party you attended when you first arrived here that day after making the big decision to come back home. Just think about it dear." "You’ve been chosen," she said simply. Her voice was soft, and gentle. It almost sounded like the waves. Soft and soothing. It also sounded like she was singing. "Your bloodline is ancient. You have gifts hidden inside you. Powers. But they are locked. That’s why I sent the bat. Or came in form of the bat initially. I had been