Avatar Omashu Novels & Stories

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

Boom— The next second, the palm struck the avatar. However, the avatar managed to counter just in time. Both sides trembled and then retreated simultaneously. The first clash had ended in a stalemate. Aria was stunned. Andrius had the strength to contend with an Immortal Realm being’s avatar. He was too powerful! The avatar was also shocked. Was that a joke? How could slave he captured from the lower realm could match him in combat? “Immortal Art: Soul Destruction!” The avatar was unable to suppress his rage and unleashed his most powerful technique.

Roy said to Maya as he looked at him with blank eyes. " Come In this jar and come out of here, with me, " She said as he turned himself into the fog before taking the shape of the tornado; maya was sacred for a second but then she knew this was her Roy, he can never hurt her. He got himself in the jar; ' Move ' the words formed on the surface of the jar; Maya balanced her trembling self as she sneaked out of the campus, entering the house she went straight to the bedroom to check if Ash was awake by any chance but he was not.

They walked towards the main door, the door automatically opened as they approached it. Noah immediately pulled Xeva's hand into the mansion. Xeva felt an evil aura here. "Welcome, my beloved nephew," said Amrodan as they entered the mansion. Xeva opened her eyes in shock to see her Dad in a golden cage right behind the person claiming to be Noah's uncle. Not only her Daddy, but all the people of Arica city were also there. Noah was also surprised to see that. His eyes turned blue and flashed with anger. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING UNCLE?!" Noah shouted angrily.

Alpha Jones held his hand to lift him up but he resisted. "That's who he is. He came to disunite us in this Manor" Sophie buttressed. "Yes, this is who I am" Scott stood up to his feet. His face had changed. He was no longer looking like Scott. His face was disgusting with a long scar running across his face. "Then who the hell are you?" Sophie challenged him. "I am Kratos" he said boldly. "Kratos or Scott or whatever you are" Alpha Jones paused to stare at Sophie. "You are still my Beta and that will remain as that" he enforced stamping his foot on the ground.

"You're awake." His voice was ruined. Hoarse. Wet. "Thank the Moon Goddess. Thank the Moon Goddess." He lunged forward, gathered me into his arms. Not gently, desperately. Like he was trying to absorb me into his body. His face buried in my neck, right against the mating mark, I felt him shaking. Valtherion Ashvane. The most feared Prime Alpha in North America. Shaking in my arms like the world had almost ended. "Don't ever do that again."

"River, your dynamic anthropomorphic design is pure genius. We’re taking first place at the robotics championship for sure this time!" Zane Ward’s excited voice dragged me out of my thoughts. I stared at the towering, human-height robot in front of me and shivered. "I’m submitting the data now. Then, all we have to do is wait for tomorrow’s live showcase!" Zane grinned as he worked the keyboard. "Wait!" My shout stopped him mid-click. "I’ve got a better idea."

"YOU HAVE COME FAR, ANOMALIES." The voice didn't come from speakers. It synthesized directly from the vibrating ambient air of the room, echoing with the absolute authority of a creator. From the rolling white fog at the base of the central sphere, a figure emerged. It wasn't a holographic projection like the Seraphim in the plaza. It was a physical, synthetic avatar. SYSTEM ALERT: THE PRIME AVATAR (ADMINISTRATOR). THREAT LEVEL: OMEGA. The avatar was humanoid, but it possessed no face, no gender, and no armor. Its body was constructed entirely of a seamless, shifting liquid-metal alloy that mirrored the surrounding blue light. It floated two inches above the obsidian floor, entirely unbother

Amaris As I close the distance, I shift back to my human form, smoothly transitioning from running on four paws to two feet. It’s been less than twelve hours since I first got the feeling that something was wrong, but I still fear at what I’m going to find when I make it to the Range Rover. Climbing up between trees, I wind my way over to the driver’s side and lean down, looking into the window to see if there is any sign of life within the vehicle.