Novel & Cerita Avatar Hawky

I squint my eyes while covering my face as the bright light was getting brighter than it should almost blinding me. The girl, who was barefoot, looked like she was only five years old. She looked young and seemed really happy with that smile on her face. She looked like she is blissful. Her eyes were the same color as mine and it seemed as if I was standing in front of a female version of my younger self. But what was shocking aside from the translucent-like halo over her head was the fact that she had two enormous feather wings which were literally attached on her back. “I’m so glad that I got the final chance to see you again even after LUAHU.” She tells me with a pleasant smile and her vo

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

As Angel turned to leave, Chris, still reeling from his vision, reached out and grabbed his hand. “Wait,” Chris’s voice was almost a whisper, desperate, his grip firm. “Please… take off your mask. I need to see the face of the man who saved me.” Angel hesitated, a long sigh escaping his lips. But finally, he reached up and removed the mask slowly, his face emerging from behind its dark shadows. “My name isn’t Angel,” he said quietly. “It’s Aiden. Aiden Gorbachev.”

Gods. A pair of gryphons soar overhead, their bondeds laughing as they dive through the clouds. Direwolves and their humans moving in perfect sychronizon. One particulary unimpressed frost lynx lounges across a tree branch, glaring down at everyone beneath it like they are personally offending its existence. Further in the distance, Ironclad dragons train with their bondeds, bronze scales glimmering beneath the rising sun. Terrifying, but majestic. For a few silent moments, I simply watch. Because despite all else, I still love them. I always have, even though Aetherion Academy was not supposed to be my future.

Suddenly footsteps came up from behind them. “So, would you like to see some of the ship’s treasures?” It was Erwaith. His eyes were beaming, and he seemed quite puffed up with himself. Velsusi turned around first and gave the captain a long look. “I know of your treasures already.” “Oh, how so…do I call you Velsusi, Purple One, Hawkman…what say you?” “Just call me Old Hawk. That will do nicely for now.” He gave Myllyof a quick wink.

Hazel smirks, “Yeah, Boss. Scars will do that, remind a guy who not to mess with.” She flies off, the loud buzzing of her wings fading quickly, and he looks at the guy she had indicated as the acting second. He’s seven-foot tall, at least. Dark green skin and tusks going up from his bottom jaw. Large pointed ears, dark brown eyes half hidden by his protruding brow.

Their sharp claws were shining, and the air cracked wherever they flew past. The eyes of the two Silver Wing Eagles were locked on a single target–Harvey. Harvey’s expression changed when he saw the eagles, and he could not help but take a cold breath. In the next second, Harvey panicked as he shouted, “Brother eagles, I’m Harvey from Celestial Wood Altar. We meet all the time. You don’t know me?” Harvey started to move aside to avoid them. The two big eagles were really smart and understood Harvey’s words, but they did not stop. They continued to wave their claws and charged towards Harvey.

Even Aidan and Malikul bowed their heads. Hisoka, the man that stood in between the crack of the ceiling, jumped off at the highest place straight to the podium, next to Eagle. TAP! He rolled a few times like a ball before standing up as if it was nothing. Hisoka. He had natural red hair, wearing a grey loose shirt and beige trousers. His hair slicked back, his long fingers simultaneously combed his hair to the back, pale skin, pink lips, hooded eyes, blue irises, and wearing sneakers.

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

"A long time ago, someone just like you existed, your ascendant. She was an avian hybrid and you look just like her. Though she was kind, she birthed an insatiable monster; an avianwolf. He hunts down humans, phoenixes, werewolves and even ravens and feeds on them." "We might look alike or even identical, but we're two different people. She gave birth to a monster doesn't mean I'm going to." Emily's words caused his gaze to drift from the window and he turned to her. "How old are you?" He asked. "Nineteen." "Have you found your mate?" He asked and Emily frowned slightly. "Mate?" she asked. Blake sighed, "Can't believe you don't know all this." The emergency beep started blowing, and it alert