Avatar Fang Novels & Stories

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

he grunted bluntly and I frowned. "My child is not a hellhound. He doesn't carry a wolf or Lycan and is a full-blood vampire. I wish to name him Kasin Faris Sokolov," I replied firmly and Faelon shrugged and told me okay. Lucifer asked to hold him so I handed him to the devil. Lucifer chuckled at me.

Tears welled up in Eva's eyes as she clutched a treasured photograph of Uncle Sam, a cherished mentor and source of unwavering support. In the midst of her sorrow, Jo Peng, a loyal friend and now Eva's trusted personal assistant, quietly entered the study. Jo had been appointed as the overseer of the werewolf academy, an institution born out of the expedition's quest for unity among supernatural beings. Understanding Eva's pain, Jo approached her with empathy and a gentle voice.

It was then I realized I didn’t even know my companion’s name. “I don’t believe I caught your name,” I said, trying to sound casual. “Ava Morgan,” she said proudly, as if her name alone could strike fear into the hearts of those who opposed her. “Ava.” I repeated, testing the name on my tongue. “It suits you.” “And you?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “What’s your name?” My heart skipped a beat at her question, but I didn’t hesitate. “Leana.” I said, the lie slipping out easily as I fully embraced my handmaiden’s identity. “Just Leana.”

“I can’t shift. I can’t reach him through the bond. I can’t do anything. He’s going to die and it’s my fault and I can’t even run fast enough to stop it.” Anakin was quiet for a long time. His hand stroked my hair the way Xeros did when he wanted to soothe me. Then I felt it—the ripple of power under his skin, the crack of bones, the rush of fur. He set me gently on the ground and stepped back. Where my Beta had stood, a massive white wolf now waited, icy-blue eyes—soft and steady. He lowered his huge body to the ground, belly almost touching the grass, and looked at me.

The person barely moved. I looked up. It's a guy- he was tall. Automatically, my eyes traveled from his feet up to chest, up to his jaw, then to his face- and that's when I froze. My breath caught in my throat. To my absolute suprise... It was him. JADE VALE. Well known as TJ.

Hatred, anger, disgust… doesn’t compare to the unexplainable look he wore on his face every time our eyes locked. 2 years later… 2013. PAST. SEOUL. HELL PENTHOUSE. 2 years later, A-Jun began to wear an actual mask, which was the mask that carried the face of something I feared the most. Koh, the face stealer. That centipede-like spirit from Avatar: The Last Airbender can rip a face right off anyone who shows emotion while he’s looking, leaving victims in a creepy limbo state.

I asked. Strangely, the wolf's muzzle seemed to be smiling at me "hi? We grew up together, live together, but I've been asleep for a long time," replied the Wolff. I also sat cross-legged in front of the Wolff, while the Wolff changed its position lying down with its two front legs as support. "What is your name?" I asked. Wolf to shake his head for a moment "Avaela, you call me Ava. I am your female wolf, "she replied. I turned to stare at the wolf's iris. "Your eyes are blue. Like the iris of my eye right now, "I said wistfully.