Avatar Omashu Novels & Stories

I was prepping for some early 'nookie' time. "Hello, I am Ash Ketchum and I have an unhealthy relationship with free-roaming, anthropomorphic creatures," I replied as we clasped forearms A****n-style. As Wiesława was trying to puzzle that out, an A****n from an adjoining booth came over and punched me in the arm. I couldn't even recall this one's name though I knew that face and physique. "Stop that, Cáel," the woman chastised me. "She's new here."

A dark rune appeared under the daemon boar, and a large shadow hand formed under it, when the kid clenched his fist, the shadow hand also clenched its fist and held the Daemon boar tightly. “ Be gone” the kid commanded, and the daemon boar exploded into a million pieces. Amaria was beyond dumbstruck. The kid cracked his knuckles and said in a calm voice,“ I only wanted to return your cloak and thank you, but that daemon boar interrupted me, now I'm angry”, his body began to change, and he grew taller and his eyes held a sharp magenta light. The darkness was kind to his handsome looks, but in a way, there was a brooding sense of darkness beneath, and then he smiled at Amaria, long broad canin

Riding on anticipation, she couldn’t help glancing towards the door every now and then, fearing that Amaan would pop up any minute. Asmaira is an epitome of simplicity with a cute heart-shaped face, button nose, and small lips. Her untamed long lock that was the shade of light brown hair falls to her waist. No matter how much she tries, her hair could never settle, as if it has its own brain. She has big brown eyes, clear as crystal; one could see her soul just by looking at her eyes. The same goes with her face; whatever she was thinking was always clearly visible on her face. Her family used to make fun of her for being an open book that anybody could see through.

Sasha replied to them curtly, his eyebrows drawn together. ‘I hear you are the food connoisseur’ Lyosha said in a much thicker accent than Sasha’s as he sat in front of me. He was nearly as tall as Sasha and just as muscular. His long dark blond hair was slicked back, his square jaw was covered in day old stubble and his sharp cheekbones made him look like a male model. His dark blue eyes held my attention and mesmerised me, I stared at him a little stunned. ‘My name is Lyosha’ he finished almost in a purr.

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

As they made plans, they also discussed the idea of inviting Stavros' younger sister to join them, knowing that Sumire had been longing for her company. "Sumire!" The small, jubilant girl beamed brightly as she eagerly bounded over to greet her, completely oblivious to the dejected Stavros sulking in the corner, feeling utterly disregarded by his own kin. Amayah is the cherished younger sister of Stavros. At just six years old, she has a precocious way of speaking that makes her sound wise beyond her years. Like her brother, she has the same captivating golden eyes and a sprinkling of curls in her hair.

OF: There are so many OF: F*ck OF: Uncontrollable OF: They are bursting OF: Mia, hold me back MC: No OF: UWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWUWU Ash: I'm not doing this Ash: Hell, no OF: Ashybear OF: Oh no, this is so f*cking cute they are gonna burst again UWU OF: I almost like it as much as Mob BOSS Ash, and MOB boss Ash is still high up there, but... OF: Mob UWU Boss UWU Ashybear UWU ojo SL: I didn't think adding the two of you would be so entertaining, but then again, Olivia did piss in one of her precious adopters' car

Monsters are not the scary creatures we see at night. They are not double-headed ugly creatures. They are the ones we call friends, They could be us. **** She was escorted by two officers, same once who would have followed her orders into their deaths anytime. Her hair blown into the direction of the wind held only by her scalp. Her head bowed and eyes covered. The wind around her was thick and there was no room for regrets, just spite. Her lip was bruised and tainted red by the blood. Even in defeat, Kara knew she was right.

At the first one I knock on, I’m greeted by a women. “Who are you?” She asks immediately. It’s occurs to me, that this is Alpha Noah’s assistant. I’ve seen her make appearances on televisions before, but she’s much prettier in person. She has the sleekest, longest brown hair I’ve seen in my life, and deep brown eyes so large and searching, it’s unnerving. “I’m here to deliver a message to Alpha Noah,” I tell her, trying not to be intimidated by the glistening jewellery around her neck and in her ears.

Madam A was calling me. "Ava darling, please change into these and cook okay" she holds up a tang top which when worn will reveal the chest perfectly and bum shorts. I have no choice even though I don't want to wear that, I take them from her and quickly change into it before heading back to the kitchen.