Avatar Beyblade Novels & Stories

“Eyes up here, baby, or I’m gonna have a hard-on throughout the day.” She rolled her eyes. “You were saying?” “Osmium has an extra security app installed in my phone, so nobody could hack my files. I can ask Terzo to install it for your phone, too.” “Do you trust him?” “Yes, princess.” She smiled. “You can’t decide which one to call me, baby or princess?” “No, I love calling you princess and baby, and also Robyn.” “Okay.” She smiled. “Okay for your names?”

“Daddy stop!” Breen staggered back, blood seeping from his mouth. He then stepped forward again. Jared Noble was by no means a small man and he looked like a bear about to put a smaller animal down. He step forward and swung again. Breen caught his hand and stopped it in mid slam. Victoria clasped her hands over her mouth. Breen leaned forward and spoke low, “Because you are Victoria’s father. I will not fight you.” Jared looked into his eyes as he let out a roar and pulled his other arm back.

The heavy steel platform ground to a halt. The doors hissed open, and the brilliant morning sunlight of the Glass Conservatory spilled over us. "You broke the parameters," Franco breathed. He stepped forward, waving his armed guards back with a sharp flick of his wrist. His dark eyes darted between me and the lethal operative standing obediently at my shoulder. "The Apex Bloom was designed to leave one survivor. A single, ruthless victor. You spared the soldier. You defied the architecture."

"Hey, babe." I looked at the guy. He was wearing a towel around his waist, revealing his sturdy chest, with water droplets rolling down his skin. Nathaniel.

One hand rested on the table while the other pressed against her chest. The Bellamy fragment floated between us. Its blue glow was the only light that had not disappeared. “Stay away from her,” Arsel ordered the figure. The Flame turned its nonexistent face toward him. For one second, the empty circle in its chest seemed to stare. Arsel did not have Leo. He did not have his Alpha aura, his claws, or his supernatural strength. Even so, he stepped in front of me as though his human body alone could stop a weapon created to kill gods.

“I’m going to change that. I’m going to take the throne and show this imposter you call your personal maiden that she is to bow to me and not you.” “Is this about dear old Samantha?” Ryu’s flame kindled, his sinister aura growing more and more per second. I could tell from his aura that he had a strong Ki, but I still couldn’t figure out if he was an elemental wolf or a sword bearer like me and Kyle. Ryu appeared before me in a flash, flames surrounding him as his claws emerged. I could feel the heat of each claw, hot enough to cleave diamond without a single trace of splitting. “Do you think I’d cower up?” Kyle growled.

Albert told without a trace of guilt, and his face shows a devilish smile with no shame. Zitrey has a dark expression, looking down while clenching her palm, she mumbled, “You. You have no right to call my name!” She runs to attack with a fist but was blocked by the sword still on its sheath. Her strong strength was completely stopped by the young girl with that dark and emotionless eyes, like a beautiful doll controlled by remote control. Seems a perfect version of cold-hearted Crimson Blade. “Good job White Raven.” The young lady nodded receiving a compliment from her master, and step aside, away from this dumbfounded opponent.

Stepping into the ring, Edda looked at her opponent. "I'm Natasha Bryant, a Blue Feather Sect outer disciple." Natasha smiled at Edda and drew the longsword from the sheath. The flame-like lines on the sword's body were like scalding molten lava, and everyone present could feel the scorching temperature even though they were far apart.

As he stood there in a stance to fight. "Allow me to introduce myself Asbeel." I am lord Baphomet and this will be the last thing on your lips as I rip your throat out!" He gave out a loud, high-pitched scream followed by a series of grunts as it charged at him. Asbeel just side stepped him, sending Baphomet flying into a deep snow pile. He wasn't too bright, Asbeel thought to himself. Asbeel looked to make sure Charlene was at a safe distance. Before he started to engage in any fighting.

Any part of my life, really. “Oh good, because everyone knows he’s a player who can’t ever stick to one person. Its just Caleb for you.” A guy with blonde highlights on his hair walked by our table and instantly reminded me of Levi. I also needed to talk to him to thank him about yesterday. “So what’s up with Levi? He doesn’t talk much?” “No, he just needs time to warm up to people. He has a very hard time trusting people and sincerely, I don’t blame him.” Veronica says.