Novel & Cerita Avatar Eytukan

“IVY!” He pulled her into a dramatic hug while laughing. I recognized him instantly. It was Kai Vale. One of the biggest TikTok creators online right now. He has millions and millions of followers. “Oh my God,” I muttered quietly. Kai pulled back and immediately noticed me beside Ivy. “Well hello.” Ivy grinned proudly. “This is Rebel.” His eyebrows lifted instantly. “Rebel?” I wanted to evaporate. “Yes,” I muttered. Kai laughed warmly. “Well welcome to eclipse.”

Of course, if she had actually seen us interact, she would know he didn't like me one bit. "It's okay. I was only joking. My name is Reyna. Nice to meet you." I said, sticking out my hand. He reached over and gave it a firm shake. "Tyler, but you can call me Ty. And the brooding one over there is Ethan. He's going through a phase. Best to steer clear of-"

She studied Ivy’s face carefully, the nervousness, the curiosity, the fear woven together. “You want to see what he looks like?” Aurora asked gently and Ivy nodded. Aurora picked up her phone from the bedside table. Ivy watched every movement closely, her body tense but still. She unlocked the screen and opened the browser. Her fingers hovered for a second before typing. Kemal Arslan, influential businessmen in Turkey. The search results loaded quickly. Business profiles. News articles. Conference photos. Headlines about mergers, global investments, philanthropic work. Aurora ignored most of it and clicked on the image tab.

’ That’s from Hijack. A moment later, I get an image of the man who is definitely all Alpha. Damn, is it a criteria of the Academy’s IT team to be smoking hot? He’s got dark blond hair and from what I can tell greenish-brown eyes, with some swirling tattoo down his right arm. The two men couldn’t look any more different. ‘So, do I get to use your computer, beautiful.’ ‘Why do you keep calling me beautiful? Do you even know what I look like?’ I ask.

Kylan smirked, and Ava thought he looked like a predator whose prey had walked into his lair on her own two feet. Kylan turned, and then Ava’s eyes fell on something on his back. It was a black dragon tattoo, and it was right in the center of his upper back. A flash of images rushed through Ava’s mind, and her breath caught in her throat. What was that? She didn’t know why, but seeing the dragon tattoo on Kylan’s back gave her a sense of deĵa vu. Why did it look so familiar?

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

It took several seconds to boot, long enough for his foot to tap the floor impatiently. He typed the name: Elijah. Affiliated with Gaya. The system thought for a moment… then flickered. 1 result found. Ryan's heart stuttered. He clicked it open, and what appeared was a single page. No photo. No nationality. Just a codename at the top: Elijah “Straybird” – Status: Unknown. A brief description followed:

Her eyes twinkled. "That's creepy." "I know, but have you seen his personal pins?" Her eyes bulged out. "He's into freelance modeling or whatever. He doesn't work for anyone. I mean, he never wanted to. But he does a lot of things, Scar. He ices skates during winter in Siberia, surfs in summer, models at any time of the year with his crew and there's this blondie with cerulean blue eyes always hanging onto him in photos and videos on Tikt*k. And did I forget, he has a Tikt*k account with over a million followers? Now, tell me, am I not way out of his league? The plain Raya with Cancer whose leg is about to be amputated because my cancer is as stubborn as I am,"

He dipped his hands in the pocket of both sides of his trouser. His eyes were demanding answers to his ridiculous questions. Caitlyn's shoulders dropped. For the second time since he arrived, she was disappointed. It was mixed with a wave of slight anger, now. She stared straight into his eyes. "No, I do not have a spare key. Yes, I cry over little things. You can as well call me a crybaby!" She held up the phone and key, "thank you for bringing them back. You can leave now. This crybaby is going to go in now."

' I feel his arrogance seep through as he admits, 'Of course how do you think I get my practice in. 'Holy Shit on who?' I feel him shrug nonchalantly, 'On everyone, I don't discriminate vhen it comes to my skills. I am totally an E.O.T- meaning Equal Opportunity Trancer. I just used it yesterday on her family.' What!? I stop eating mid-bite and look at Keya eating her food then around at everyone else. 'What the hell are you talking about Ivan?' I demand to which he argues incredulously, 'Vhat I didn't vant them to see you turn into... something. So I Tranced them and I believe I did good job.' The Fu-, 'And how is this a good job?' 'Vell they just kept laughing and didn't see vhat really ha