Avatar Airbender Oc Novels & Stories

Their parents used to dress them alike with Xzander. Charles Arroyo: An unofficial Resistance leader of an outpost. His species is human. He has curly brown hair, that is shoulder length. Light peppered freckles that are hidden by his glasses. Lavender eyes. He was found heavily guarded. He has alliances with trolls & vampires from the resistance. He wears Constellation leggings & a charm bracelet with magic powers. It was given to him by his adopted mother, a troll. He has fake vampire teeth & scent to disguise himself as a vampire but it didn't fly past the Nero family. He was raised by trolls. His boots are shredded & old. He keeps his hair tied up in a messy bun. His wrists are scared wi

“This is a synthetic case. An avatar of the primary subroutines.” The shape came out of the light. She wore a flawless, white uniform of the Old World, decorated with golden ears. You Face was immaculate, the trains were hard, aristocratic and from an ice-cold authority a. The eyes glowed in an artificial, penetrating gold. My breath stopped. It was the exact physical image of the man from the old Video recording in Bunker Alpha. “You came back, Kaelen,” said the Avatar. His voice was calm, paternal and deeply threatening. “I waited for you so long in the dark. The

I huffed and propped my hands on the curves of my hips the way my mother did whenever she chastised me as a child, "I don't want to hurt you and you don't want to hurt me so why don't you just sit down and behave until your sister and Victor get here." I waited a few seconds for a response of any kind. When nothing came, I dropped to a crouch and felt around for my glasses. I was lucky that they hadn't fallen too far so I easily found them and propped them in place. That day in the woods I was luckier to have won contact lenses. I was starting to think I might have to invest in them so I could wear them full-time. With my sight restored, I found Sin seated on his hind legs. His long, rough t

Her face still has make-up on it but the problem is the big 'X' painted on her cheeks. Her head was now bald. The skin was smooth and shiny because Aarti applied some oil to it and then drew the arrow tattoo of Avatar Aang in the cartoon Avatar, on her bald head and then put two cheap earrings of different colors and brands on her ears. On her shoulder, she was carrying a teddy bear purse. Aarti nodded in satisfaction too and dragged Sonia out of the CEO'S office to the elevator where Sonia was finally tossed out of the elevator at the final( or first) floor.

"The old crew is assembled. We heard someone is hunting for the little prince." "They’re trying to pinpoint his biological frequency," Caleb said, looking toward the far corner of the hangar. There, sitting on a work bench with his little legs swinging, was five-year-old Arthur. Ava stood in front of him, holding his tiny hands in hers. She wasn't holding a weapon; she was holding a heavy silver bracelet—a prototype biometric dampener Caleb had engineered. "Mommy, it tickles," Arthur giggled, watching the faint blue light beneath his skin pulse against the metallic band of the bracelet.

He also has blisters on his body from the fire. I look around at the fire dragons and see that their scales look eroded, like they’ve been rubbed with sandpaper. I refocus on Avani and Cal’s conversation. “He doesn’t have front legs, dad. Only his back legs and wings. And he’s small, probably half my size,” he turns his head, looking at Zephyr. “He’s white, but not like opals. Just white, like he didn’t form properly. Everything about him is off, except his scent. He smells like a cross between you and mom,” he says to Avani.

She slammed her laptop onto a diagnostic terminal and rapidly spliced her cables into the Core's maintenance port. "I'm in the peripheral firewall!" Kara screamed, her fingers a blur. "But the ICE is adapting! It's trying to fry my motherboard!" The liquid-metal Avatar turned its featureless face toward Kara. It raised its arm, and the liquid metal flowed and reshaped itself, forming a long, wickedly sharp javelin of solid chrome. The Avatar drew its arm back to throw the javelin directly at Kara's cover. "Oh no you don't!" Leo roared. The giant hauled himself out of the shattered server rack. His LMG was jammed with ice, so he discarded it. He drew his heavy combat knife and charged the Ava

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the Lord of the Moon said. “Iuvenis meus!” Brown said and changed back. “Welcome back! Stretch your two hands forward!” the Lord of the Moon said. Brown stretched his hands forward and the Lord of the Moon placed his two palms above Brown’s palms. Something like ropes entered Brown’s two hands. The Lord of the Moon taught Brown some skills. “Your name from now onwards is air bender; the air will bow to your call. Later, we will do some rehearsals until you have mastery of air bending skills. The last man should come closer,” the Lord of the Moon said.

Finally, the most beautiful specimen of werewolf I have ever seen jumps out of the helicopter. I'm not gay, but there was a werewolf capable of making heads of all genders spin. I know how to appreciate male beauty. We werewolves are very rarely ugly. Even rogues are attractive, either way, but in front of us was the most beautiful of them all. Dressed in light blue jeans ripped above the knee, a white T-shirt, white sneakers, and a jacket to match the pants, he was a tall creature with an athletic physique, slightly long blond hair, and sparkling blue eyes. That one was Angel; his face was almost a copy of his mother's. We can all say that we are seeing a true angel that just fell from the