Avatar Lyle Wainfleet Novels & Stories

He's also a werewolf, one of the annoying creatures. Thinking of it, It isn't really that hard to identify them, ever since I found out about Ariel it has been quite easy to recognize them. They got this tattoos,height and body structure you wouldn't mind touching or spending a night with plus they are dangerously good looking, and when I say dangerously good looking, I mean charming. But no matter how tempting that might be I, Crystal Lucario Davenport would never have anything to do with them. I hope the rouges kill them all especially that ruthless beast they call their Alpha. "Leave? Elyssa is going to fire me and make sure I never get a job elsewhere"I roll my green eyes.

Drake demanded. Emily gave a small shake of her head. "I won't look." "Come on, Emily," he said as she looked at him. Always keep in mind that the alpha is a werewolf with a short fuse. Leia recited the line in her head. "No, Leia, you need to be quiet. " Just get out of my head and quit reading that book already!" She growled at her wolf companion.

“When my father kills your chief warlock, then that is the time for you to take over. “ She told him about her plans. “Are you sure your father could kill him? Chief Warlock has the ability to manipulate matter, energy, and souls. He can also teleport. How can your father beat him?” “With your help, of course.” Lyla snapped. “Weren't you one of his greatest proteges? If anyone can beat him, you can.” Lyla said, her voice full of conviction. Gavyn sighed. “I don’t know if I could do that.”

“Well, I’m Gaby and this is Lyle.” He glanced up, nodded, and smiled. “This will work.” He said, handing over the bag of venison. “Great! If you need anything else, you come find me if Hans is unavailable.” He smiled and nodded. “I will. Have a good day Gaby and Lyle.” He slung the bow and arrows over his shoulder and headed off down the road. Lyle whispered, “Who the hell was that beast?” Gaby whispered back, “No idea.” “Having werewolves like that in the woods, we need to train harder.”

"You're wearing Italian silk in a garbage pile. You look like you fell out of a magazine that fell into a sewer." "It's a bold fashion statement," Lyra offered, adjusting her glasses. "Derelicte chic." Vespera narrowed her eyes. She looked at Altair. Then she looked at Leo. She paused. "You look like him," she muttered. "Same arrogant jawline. Same eyes." "Him?" Altair asked carefully. "Cyprian Hale," Vespera said. "Are you his bastards? Is that it? Did the Wolf scatter some puppies around the city?" "We are definitely not—" Altair started.

Sweat forms on her forehead. "I am Chase Wheeler, the Alpha of this pack and I will show you that I have tamed Werewolves just like you and you will not be an exception" "You have tamed others but not Layla Foster, I am tired of living so get me out of my misery" Layla has always been a weak wolf who doesn't fight back but tonight she was someone else. I haven't seen anything like her before and so I wasn't going to let that happen. She needs to be reminded that she doesn't even have a right to die.

Lee Amelia had always known she was different from the rest of her pack. At sixteen, she was the youngest of her group of friends and had yet to experience her first shift. Her wolf blood ran thick, but her human form was different from theirs in many ways. She was heavier, her curves more pronounced, and she wore glasses to see clearly. Her hair, a chestnut brown, cascaded past her shoulders in unruly waves, a stark contrast to her friends' sleek, glossy locks. Despite these differences, she had believed that the bonds of friendship they'd forged were unbreakable. But that illusion was shattered as she stood alone in the heart of the Forest of No Return.

"Lyla. I thought you were dead." "The Council tried," the woman, Lyla, said. She looked at me and tilted her head. "So, this is the new one. The one who thinks she’s the Origin." "What is she talking about?" I asked Rowan, a pit of dread forming in my stomach. Lyla laughed, and as she did, violet runes—identical to mine—began to glow on her skin. She raised her hand, and a ball of violet fire danced on her fingertips.

The Doctor that had been treating me appears with another man, he was over six foot tall easily, with short bright blonde hair and a clean-shaven face, but more importantly, he was not someone that I had seen before. “Alpha Daryl” he shakes his hand and then turns to me “You must be Luna Ashley” he looks at my hand thats in a cast and frowns asking my doctor for my notes, but I couldn’t help but look at his eyes, they were amber like mine, which could only mean one thing. We were related! He has a flip through my chart, sighing as he turns each page and glancing up at me. Shining a torch in my eyes, the light makes me wince and Reaper screams out in pain as I bring my hands up over my eyes.

A man dressed in a blue and black uniform stood at the widely opened gate; Caitlyn guessed the man was his gatekeeper. Immediately the gate opened, he ignited his car's engine and moved his car with such force that Caitlyn fell to the floor, again. “I'm sorry, sir! I'm so sorry,” she watched his gatekeeper apologise while bowing. He ignored the man and simply drove in. Caitlyn rushed over to the gatekeeper. “Can you let me in, please?” she pleaded shamelessly with a smile.