Avatar Airbender Oc Novels & Stories

He literally made me stop having air for a moment. "Why not? You clearly like me; I mean, just look at you," he teased, biting his lip. Damn, he was hot. His brother, Argo, was the total opposite of Airk. They were definitely not identical twins. Not only was Argo straight, but he had curls, and his mixed heritage was a lot more visible. While Airk was passing as white with his blond hair, green eyes, and white skin. Argo was a lot more muscular too, but I kind of liked Airk’s lean physique and the fact that he was shorter than me. It made me feel even bigger.

In the digital view, it was a Forge. "Welcome, Little Glitch," a voice echoed through the Spire’s comms. A figure materialized—an avatar of a woman whose skin was a scrolling ticker of "Old World" C++ code. "I am Aria. We’ve been watching your 'Season' since the first puck dropped in Oakhaven. We didn't think you'd actually make it to the Cloud." "Aria," Elara stepped forward, the silver core of Julian pulsing in her chest. "You mentioned physical bodies. Real skin. Real bone."

I tugged the mask, letting it snap back against his forehead slightly. “Ow.” He objected in a dull voice. I grinned. “You might be surprised. I blend in very well with a crowd when I wish to.” “You’re two heads taller than anyone I know!” I gestured to Killian pointedly. “Hey! Hey.” Killian objected. “I was trying to comfort you. Don’t bring me into this!” I giggled softly. Which I assumed had been their aim all along. I studied Aviari. His blue eyes swirled with bits of flame like it perpetually burned there. His blonde hair was smoothed back in a tight tether. Despite all his grand pronouncements, I failed to believe there was anywhere he wouldn’t draw attention.

And now he’s testing it himself before unleashing it on the market. The AI’s name is Aivra. And lucky me, I’ve been promoted (if you can call it that) from team lunch picker to robot babysitter. Aivra looks like something straight out of a movie. A titanium torso disguised under tailored blazers, sleek slacks hugging metallic legs, manicured silicone fingers tapping at keyboards. If you squint, she passes as a young corporate woman, also the auburn bob wig helps but stare too long, and it’s uncanny. Her glassy green eyes never quite blink right.

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.

"I'm genuinely thrilled for you, Ava." As they approached the outskirts of Den Hollow, Ava's gaze fell upon a being that defied comprehension. He stood taller and more formidable than any Woolven she had ever encountered—a true giant. His body, where not concealed by armor, was adorned with protruding bones that seemed to exist outside his skin. As he extended his wings, Ava realized that even they were formed from an intricate arrangement of bones, resembling miniature skulls. His eyes, deep and abyssal, held a darkness that mirrored the night itself, while his skin possessed an otherworldly hue of blue.

The wind around the Ashborn twisted like a small storm. The other Ashborn stood farther back. A woman with blue markings on her arms. She lifted her hands and summoned water from a nearby broken pipe. The liquid hovered in the air like a snake, waiting to strike. I stepped beside Jon. “Let’s end this.” Jon nodded. “Watch out for the wind freak. He keeps knocking me back.” I turned my eyes to the air bender. He smirked at me. “Another one to die?” he sneered. “No,” I said. “Just the one who’s going to kill you.”

Just when my mates lunged at him, the sneaky brat fell backwards from the open window before they could grab him and put his face on a missing poster. "See ya, guys ! If you get tired of Dante, then you can send the little monkey to me !!” he taunted while waving at my pissed mates as he flew on Aira’s dragon back. Aira had the vampiric power to shape shift into any living thing, similar to Joy's vampiric power, except that Joy could "imitate" non-living things too and even copy the scent, inner organs and entire aura of anything. "We are going to kill you, YOU monkey !!” a feisty Bella shouted while wildly throwing her arms and legs in every possible direction, as she struggled in my arms.

The view from the summit was breathtaking and terrifying in equal measure; the emerald forest of the ship stretched out below us for miles, its silver leaves shimmering like a field of diamonds, while the dark, leaden waters of the Great Ocean churned at the base of the hull. ​The air at the Apex was thin and highly ionized, making the hair on my arms stand on end. Vaneira represented the Sky-Wolves, her ten-foot wings of solidified light folded tightly against her back, though they still flickered with a nervous, white-blue glow. Beside her stood Bran, the lead Fire-Smithy from the Southern Volcanic range. His skin was the color of scorched basalt, and he radiated a dry, intense heat that m

I can barely breathe, I’m filled with so much dread and excitement at the same time. ‘Boys…my name is Ava Green. I’m a Doctor,’ I hear movement in the den before me and I close my eyes, holding back my tears. Fighting to stay strong and keep my voice steady. ‘Boys...can you come out to me? We’ve got food and water…’ I bite my bottom lip, ‘I’ve got a Ankylosaurus in my bag…I’ll show him to you?’