Avatar Bloodbender Novels & Stories

“Is it alive?” “Yes, my Lord.” the disciple answered with his trembling voice. “Okay, bring it now!” the lord shouted that makes everyone around moves their feet with their shaking bones. Even though they look scary and heartless when they killed their former blood relative, they also hide their fear but just for their Lord. A CanFe leaves and when he came back, he brought the water bender that the other CanFe have told earlier. Wearing a coat that is made off from the fur of a black bear, he is walking with fierce with his young face.

My eyes don't leave the dark green ones of the man in front of me, there's no speck of kindness or compassion in them, there's a reason this man isn't part of a pack and all I can think is that he must have done something incredibly evil. "What do you say gorgeous, you want me to finish you off?" He chuckles, reaching out for me. "I'd rather die." I grunt out and he laughs. "Oh, that's going to happen, but we might have some fun with you first." The moment I feel his hand grab my arm, Abaddon twists, hitting and kicking out at the two men holding him. I raise my knee, slamming it between the legs of the man in front of me, he grunts, bending forward so I hit him in the back of the head, send

"A soul is a heavy burden, 001. It makes you slow. It makes you weak." "You have it backwards, you scrap-metal ghost," Caleb snarled, his eyes turning a molten, celestial gold. He didn't just block the Void-blade; he grabbed it. The silver tattoos on his arms didn't just glow; they burned through his skin, turning his entire skeleton into a conduit for the mountain’s residual Qi. He was no longer just a bio-weapon; he was the Avatar of the North. With a roar that shook the very hull of the Ark, Caleb snapped the Void-blade with his bare hands and drove his fist through the Prime’s chest-plate, crushing the violet core within.

"Get behind me!" ​The hound squeezed through the door, followed by two more. They were the size of horses, their bodies shifting and blurring like smoke in the wind. One lunged. Kael caught it on his shield, the force of the impact sending him skidding back. He sliced through the creature’s neck, but it didn't bleed—it simply reformed a second later. ​"You can't kill them while the field is up!" Kael shouted over the roars. "Seraphina, the anchor! You have to use your own blood! The Bloodbound mark can bypass the ward!"

They were coming back. Kael turned, placing himself between Lyra and the chamber entrance, and felt his humanity slip away like a discarded coat. His wolf surged forward—not the controlled, measured shift he'd mastered years ago, but something wild and primal that *demanded* blood for what had been done to their mate. The first man through the door was one of the guards who'd held Lyra on the platform. He had a crossbow loaded with silver bolts, and the moment he saw Kael, he raised it.

I caught the dagger and rushed to the beast getting on top of it, my hands raised up to stab the beast right in the chest, when it slowly stopped struggling, and began to morph back. My jaw fell open, my eyes widened in shock as I felt my soul leave me, lying beneath me was Ava. She was the devil Alpha.

Did he really think I was speaking rhetorically? "An Avatar is like you and me, but they can do so much more, you could be a berserker with magic, you could be a wizard with swordsmanship, there's even this girl in the capital, a tank healer and she can control spirits, imagine this talent when she is older!"

But after long research, it belonged to a dhampir. “A half-human and half-vampire, huh?” Akira scoffed, and it was then that the dhampir started to attack her using those long black and brown sharp nails. She had to defend it using her dagger. It's almost as if she's clashing with a sword because of how hard those sharp nails are! Akira sparred well until her ankle ached, and she eventually fell on her one knee. She was about to get hit by those nails when she ducked and managed to slice the ligament of the dhampir's ankle.

Archie continued, patting Ash on the shoulder. "Hold on, young man." The only man with shoulder length hair interrupted. He is Charles Argent. The only 10th Century pureblood vampire of the Argent Family lineage that remains. Charles walked over to Archie and stretched his right hand out towards Archie. "Let me see." asked Charles politely. Archie also welcomed Charles's helping hand without hesitation. However, Ash swiftly grabbed Archie's hand, who almost managed to grab Charles's helping hand. Charles chuckled softly as he shook his head as his pair of blue eyes caught the vigilance in Ash's eagle gaze.

She was none other than Herbew, Calista AKA Scarlet's brother from the previous life. “The last element. A vampire's shield, Sedna. Blow it.” Scarlet heard the Snake-charmer again and loosened her body weakening her attack. Behind her, Emerald was flapping his wings and howling looking at the sky strengthening that powerful force with his blood joined in the water. The moment that weapon emerged out of Valor's back, he dropped down over the ground with a thud with affection in his eyes and looked at Scarlet for one last time whimpering, “Take care of Alfie, Little Rat….”