Avatar Arrows Novels & Stories

I tried getting out of his tight hug I gasped as he released me! Sorry hola. " It's fine I said grinning. Archer pushed me against the car and lifted my legs against his. " We have to stop before I mate you right now", he whispered against my lips. I laughed and noticed how dark his eyes were. Oh, he wasn't kidding at all. Dropping my legs down, I fixed my skirt and looked up at my smiling mate, he looked gorgeous like the kitten I saw at the shelter today. Okay he looked better I chuckled

Of course it would be a hard task considering the fact they all wear masks and if she were to be found out with her gloves, it wouldn't be possible. The superiors in the Raven band all have special gloves to differiante them. The superiors are the ones who get to know what Raven looks like and they are the most trusted and surprisingly they are just five of them. Kai, Archie, Lucius, Tanya and including Raven herself (Mia). They lead certain lookouts for any spotted offender in line with the job they are called for; fishing out the weres, vamps and zombs.

Arion stuck his hand over his brother’s snout. “No, you cannot mark her yet., She isn’t ready.” His eyes flashed black as he stared at his brother. Arrow whimpered before lying down on my lap. He is a huge wolf; his weight was hard for me to support. After a few minutes of me petting his head, he jumped down, I watched as the wolf once again became Arrow. He smiled at me, “do you believe us now? I know you felt my wolf wanting to mark you. I had trouble holding him back, he just kept yelling “mate! I know you felt that.” He smiled a knowing smile.

Monsters are not the scary creatures we see at night. They are not double-headed ugly creatures. They are the ones we call friends, They could be us. **** She was escorted by two officers, same once who would have followed her orders into their deaths anytime. Her hair blown into the direction of the wind held only by her scalp. Her head bowed and eyes covered. The wind around her was thick and there was no room for regrets, just spite. Her lip was bruised and tainted red by the blood. Even in defeat, Kara knew she was right.

A circular wooden staircase around the tree trunk led the path to the main door of the house. “Let’s go, bro!” Robert wrapped his arm around Arth’s shoulder. “I’ll introduce you to the team.” As they started climbing on the stairs, Arth’s chest pounded hard, a bit nervous of the members’ reaction. What if they won’t like me? Am I gonna be kicked out? His palms went cold and sweaty. A blue banner hung above the main door. It had symbol of a six pointed star almost similar to a snowflake. Arth had seen the symbol before from Frostwood village but he could not remember exactly when.

Dragging it for a few seconds, I released and watched as it flew. My anticipation rose with every second, hoping that the arrow would reach its destination but something happened and someone fell on the ground. I thought it was Ava until I heard her voice cry and shouting. She saw it was me who had shot the arrow and one of her fighters had taken the shot for her.

Then, slowly, I felt his thumb trace a small circle against my skin. “I could hear it,” he said quietly. “It’s faint, but… it’s alive. Real. And the idea of holding it in my arms, to see you holding it just brings too much for me to even think about.” “It is,” I murmured, resting my hand over his. “So? What would you name them?” He was silent for a moment, his gaze fixed ahead, thoughtful. Then, softly: “If it’s a girl… Arielle. It means lioness.”

Labeled in her careful, crooked handwriting. Mommy stands tallest, yellow crayon hair streaming sideways like wind caught it mid-blow. Ava comes next, smaller, holding something brown and round that might be Mr. Floppington. Adrien—spelled wrong but recognizable—stands beside us, his stick arms reaching toward our stick arms. And at the edges: Tomy and Markus. Tommy's figure holds something green. Dinosaur, probably. Marcus's figure is slightly separate, like she wasn't sure where to place him but knew he belonged somewhere.

I ask Avery. She lets out a small, bitter sounding laugh. “That’s about right. He will make it personal, he will attack the character of your brothers, and he will try and bait you into losing your temper” I know it’s childish, but I can’t stop my eyeroll at this. “I get it, the vulture will swoop in and attack any sign of weakness” “Okay you know nothing about birds, do you?” asked Luthor laughing, “Vultures aren’t predators”

Pretty. The moment that thought comes into my head I scold myself. Each of these Alpha’s are blessed with looks that make anyone want to get on their knees and thank the Moon for creating them. So I force a polite smile onto my face, and take the invitation from his hands, pretending like I need to check it to ensure it is him. Luna Thea, his mate, sends me a soft smile. She has eyes like him - a swirling violet colour full of mystery and unknown.