Avatar Bitter Work Novels & Stories

Ava asked with sarcasm and her Iconic eye roll. “What do you think she'd be doing?” Jarvis asked back “Ma'am, your order is at your table” The attendant said obviously tired of their boring conversation “Oh,send a mint and chocolate chip flavor in a cup to the same table” Jarvis ordered. “Such a terrible flavor, why don't you just freeze your toothpaste and lick it” Ava said “Because it contains fluoride” Jarvis replied “Not funny” Ava responded “I wasn't trying to be funny” Jarvis replied as they got to her table

They’d never seen this sort of brutality—this much hate. Months went by and Luciana gave birth to their child. A girl in which they named Valentina. She felt however that there was something wrong with her child. She hardly drank when she fed her, and she seemed to be growing rapidly. She began teething a bit early, and one day she bit her drawing blood. She was completely shocked. She took her concerns to Abram, and he told her everything.

I can be irrationally stubborn from time to time and accepting a ride home from Jacob doesn't mean anything. It's not like I'm asking him to come over and help me take care of the horses. Needing a ride home from the bar when I was ditched by a so-called friend is no reflection of my ability to take care of the farm. Yep, that's stubbornness making me not want to take any favors from Jacob Harris. “What do you do for work?” Jacob asks. “You said you work from home.” “I'm a data analyzer for a pharmaceutical company. It's not the most exciting thing, but it pays my bills.”

Alexei and I join Anatoli, Tarja and the rest of his packmates for lunch. Borya and Pavel also have found their mates, Natalia from Poland is Borya’s mate and Pavel is mated to Megara. “Hey girl! How are you and Pavel for a mate!?” I pull her in for a hug and look her up and down a bit. She blushes and he nudges her encouragingly. “Yeah, we found each other this morning at breakfast.” She melts into his side, next to him she is even tinier. He plants a kiss on her head.

He even gets messy, mayo slathered on the corner of his mouth. “Holy shit,” Hunter whispers at me as we watch Talon feast. “Holy shit isn’t strong enough. We need a bigger swear.” “How about…” “I’M GOING TO KILL EVERY FUCKER INVOLVED!” Axel’s voice cuts through the lunchroom so loudly that everyone glances his way. “That’s good enough. Axel wins,” I quip, but Hunter’s worry returns tenfold. Our Alpha slides into the table, radiating anger-tinted peppermint pheromones. “THEY ASSIGNED ME TO TRAIN THE HUMAN. ME?!”