Avatar Aang Novels & Stories

“And because you cannot love me you have chosen to take away the one who loved and cared for me when you couldn't. I hate you. I hate you, Angus son of Williams. ” Avyanna had to take care of Angus without hurting the pack members. The surge of energy she felt could wipe off the whole pack in the twinkling of an eye. When Avyanna couldn't bear it any longer she transformed and let Vesta take over. Vesta was by far the largest wolf in the pack at the moment. She had never let Vesta take control while she was in avatar mode.

A slim girl with a faded sixpack between her sports bra and blue leggings is wiping post-workout sweat from her hair ends with a towel draped over her shoulders and briefly staring at the camera. "And finally, No. 1! The man is said to be the future grim reaper for the underground world after the legendary hero Fusen. The only trainee who has ever cleared a King-level mission since Airburst was founded, alias: Angus!" A lad with a supermodel physique and a short ponytail sits and drinks mineral water, ignoring the camera. His constantly emitted hostility creates a barrier that neither the cameramen nor Marika dare to approach. Ravyn asked her friend after she clearly noticed Kanji's panic wh

Kenzo says. “Not like him. He’s a hybrid. He’s more like Nova. He has fire dragon but his primary DNA is elf,” Avani says. “Oh, that sucks. That means you’ll never have a dragon form. Dragons are the best,” Kenzo says. “Don’t start again,” Amne says, as we move in to land. Ancalagon stays higher, giving Avani room to land. As soon as he does, I see several people coming outside to greet us, but I only have eyes for my mate.

As I reflected on that chapter of my life, a wave of emotions washed over me. “Mum! Come and see! I found the most beautiful caterpillar!” I shift my gaze towards the source of the voice, spotting an adorable little boy sprinting towards me. With his jet-black hair, round eyes, rosy cheeks, and vibrant red lips, it’s evident that he takes after his father, Aaron, the Alpha Lycan of the Silver Moon Pack. This charming child is none other than Arve, my firstborn. “Oh my, Arve, that looks absolutely adorable,” I exclaimed, unable to contain my laughter. “But, aren’t you afraid of it?”

Carver escorted Ava to the marketing floor, his hand lingering on hers as they said their goodbyes. He leaned down, his lips meeting hers in a tender kiss that sent a chill through her. It was a simple act, yet one that spoke volumes. People around them stopped and stared, their surprise evident. Carver had never shown affection in public before. As he walked away, Ava's friend Arry rushed over, her eyes wide with concern. "Are you okay, Ava? Are you...are you a sub now?" she stammered. Ava laughed, the sound bright and clear. "No, Arry, I'm not a sub. I'm just me. Carver is just Carver. We're finding our way, together."

“The bad ones. They’ll kill him, they have already hurt him. Please! Please I need your help.” “How do you know they’ve hurt him,” Zephyr asks. “Ever since he did this, I can feel him,” she says, and pulls her shirt aside. As one we all gasp and look at Ancalagon. There’s a perfect image of a white dragon on her chest over her heart. The image is much smaller than most, but it’s so similar to Avani’s image on Merethyl’s chest that there can be no denying that this is Avani’s son.

It was unfortunate that the challengers could not kill or leave any permanent injuries, or Anders would definitely have Carville begging for mercy! At that moment, Carville suddenly let out a shout. He started to move his hands again and started to form some incredibly eye-catching seals. As petals entered Carville's back, the petals quickly combined to form an incredibly large flower. "That's Carville's world avatar?" Someone said with widened eyes. Lourain was not sure if that was correct, and turned to look at Fane. Fane nodded when he felt Lourain's gaze. The large, nameless flower behind Carville's back was his world avatar.

Douchbag. Xavier missed the first try, missed the second and got the third, the guy handed us a stuffed angry bird that looks like it was dieing from starvation. What the chocolate. "I will try again." Xavier hands the guy another fifty bucks. This time Xavier got the first missed, got the second and missed the third. The game guy then hand us a stuffed cat in no better condition as the angry bird. I think this guy is not a animal lover. All the animals are in a severe condition. Well except the blue big prized dolphin.

“It was the daughter of a Hunter who claims to have seen it. She has not yet Transformed and could do very little, but she said she could tell by their pale faces that they were undead, these people who snatched the young lady from the street near her home.” “Well, if that’s the case, we may as well get this over with right now,” Jamie said, pulling his revolver from its holster and checking the ammunition. Aaron was a little surprised to see him so adamant already without a whole lot of evidence, but he was also okay with that plan. “Do you have a weapon, Taavi?” “Just the wooden stake I always carry with me,” Taavi replied, patting his pocket. “I guess we are not as advanced on the islands

Opening her luggage, she pulled out a colourful box of candies. She knelt down to meet Angela's eye level. "You must be Angela! I brought these for you!" Angela gladly took it with a bright grin. "Thank you so much!" Jordan pulled the girl's squishy marshmallow cheeks. "Aww, such a cutie-patootie!" "I am your Aunt, Jordan Micheals but you can call me Jo!" "Okay! Aunt Jo." Angela said in her honey-like voice. Jordan was smitten by the child's cuteness, she must have gotten it from Evan. Angela's facial features paralleled Halton's, making her look like the mini female version of himself.