Avatar Fang Novels & Stories

I, you got a self governed internet. ".…What are you doing??…". Just as I finished sorting the gold bars that now has filled the entire warehouse, my phone became extremely hot in my pants. Looking at it, I saw pages of web pages opened and close. [Downloading information's…it's quite disturbing in here..looked at my new looks..I made myself and avatar..]. (T.A.S) T.A.S now has made an avatar of himself, he copied the looks of Alf#@$ from Bat%&n.

They shared a laugh and he shook his head, saying, "What a nymphomaniac." "Hey, I'm not." She nudged him and he responded with a giggle. "You know, I have this brush that vibrates." Logan stated, stealing a glimpse at her bright face. "I got it from a human store." "Oh, that's really cool. You like it?" Maris showed off her teeth, the canine at the right hand side mirrored a mini vampire teeth, adding more to her beauty. "Yes, but I don't mind giving it to you." A foxy smile crawled up his face and Maris' smile quickly disappeared, now replaced with a confused look.

Two different person, but with the same face. @cycy

Alpha Vincent asked really hurt. TBC

No fangs? He felt like a vampire, so how didn't he have fangs? What was happening? "I'm Taenar. Nice to meet you", he brought out his hand for a shake and I dismissively ignored it, sitting up instead. "Ohkayy", Taenar dragged, straightening up to his full height. Well built in every sense of his roaring masculinity, Taenar (still wondering what the hell kinda name is that) looked like a good six foot and above, slightly taller than Jacob, complete with nice hair(daily visits to the salon✓) and warm ivory skin but his eyes.

But her sharp pixie features and her piercing gaze reminded Layon that they were dealing with something far more menacing. Fairies were far less attached to their humanity, making them far more unpredictable, and that was saying something considering that a wolf could shift at any moment if they didn't have their wolf under control. Layon and Angel glanced at each other, and he saw his own concern reflected in her eyes. Though they were sticky and sweaty from their long flight, Layon couldn't imagine Angel looking any more beautiful than she did now. She smiled at him and almost took his breath away before she turned to the advisor and asked,

Unlike the rest of my siblings, my birth has never been celebrated. I know that at five foot ten inches I’m on the small side for an alpha, where the average height is six foot to six foot two inches, but I am not tiny. When I’m in my best condition I’m a stocky but muscular two hundred and twenty pounds. I’ve been to three packs since I’ve started the program. All three packs sent everyone in Red Fang home after only three months and anyone that gets booted early has to wait for the next run to start. Every run is a total of six months with some prospects hopping from one pack to the next for eighteen months before returning home. To my knowledge that has never happened to a Red Fang warri

"Fang. Brian." Raven cleared her throat, her eyes studying the massive animal in front of her. "Fang? H-hi. I am Ra-Raven." She chuckled nervously as she raised her hands. "I mean- no... harm. Yeah? Can we stop this game, whatever this is? And let me go? Yeah? Nice to meet you, but I would love to get the hell out of here." Fang shook his head and then I saw his fur retreating and his claws went back. Brian stood in the place, his body trembling and shuddering. He looked so thin, so weak.

I find myself crouching, unwilling to face him. "Look at me, girl," he bellows. I am unable to comply. "Lucas, Make her look at me."He commands In an instant, Lucas is in front of me and reaching for my chin, but a large hand pushes him to my left side. When I turn around, I realize I'm staring at Jack for the first time. I see a big man with jet-black hair, light brown skin, and a scrape of stubble over his jaw. He casts a quick glance my way before growling at Lucas.

She thrust out her hand, and for a second, it just sat there, in midair as we all stared at it. “Just Fang.” Finally, he took her hand, giving her the smile that was his namesake. One incisor was missing from his white smile, a stray fist to the face when he was prospecting many years ago and the other was capped with gold. “Well, I see what Havoc means about your mouth. You sound like honey girl.” I shook my head. For fuck sake, the old man was putting it on thick. “It’s nice to meet you, Fang.” “I hear you have got yourself into some trouble and need a little help whilst you are in town?”