Avatar Ozai Novels & Stories

We were only stopping by for a split second just so that Saiora could change into a graphic baby-blue, cropped tee from her oversized brown t-shirt. "Oh my gosh!" I unintentionally exclaimed. "Sai you're a genius!" I finally understood her choice of codenames. "Hiroshi is Blossom, Dean Buttercup, and Alex bubbles. Okay, I agree with you. I was just confused before as to why there were three because my feelings for Hiroshi have depleted but I get it." My feelings for him perished just as quickly as they'd come.

Aifuyu's voice distracted Li Wei. Li Wei gasped and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Aifuyu. This is the best carving on a leather shoe I've ever seen. I will now wear them." Li Wei put his foot into the shoe and... BOOM! The voice of the bot inside him spoke in his mind. "Name: Li Wei Job: Magician - Elementalist Magic Attack: 25 Courage: 12 Intelligence: 5 Dexterity: 17 Combat Power: 34!"

He was looking forward to meeting Janette and Jordan Findley. This morning, however, he was eager to share the information he and Vicky had pried from the Vampire in the alley with the rest of their teammates. Vicky was one of only two women on their team. The other, Berta, was a large German Guardian who was known for her ability to pick Vampires up and slam them into hard surfaces—such as buildings or streets—crushing their bone structure and leaving piles of ash in her wake. Spying her squeezed into a chair at the end of the table, Aaron was glad to be sitting far away from her, next to the dainty-in-comparison Vicky, who likely wouldn’t accidentally crush his hand should she get excited

He strolled casually over to Kaze. When he saw Kaze’s face turn black and him suffering, his eyes gleamed with delight. “Not bad. Not bad. The poison of the Aoi Clan is one of the deadliest. Even the grandmasters of Ryokan could not do anything about it, let alone you, a nameless Arcadian young man.” His voice was croaky, similar to a monster from hell. It sounded eerie given the circumstances. He assumed Kaze had been poisoned and could no longer resist, hence his delight.

They introduced themselves as players of Evangelion, a popular augmented reality game uploaded randomly a year before the quake arrived. With hope humanity has arised and the earth gains the ability to fight back. Now we spend our days holding our swords, trying to live the best out of our remaining days— We all just wanted to survive. I'm Azriel Iliac, the world's weakest. Yes, not the strongest. I’m someone who has to risk his life in the lowest of quest, having no skills whatsoever to boast, my kill record is even hardly commendable. I'm alive yet already dead, always escaping it's call by a slight margin. I cannot even remember myself not being wounded. It is just that the world changed

“Okay, but if you don’t tell me what you are, that means nothing to me.” Mr Patrick frowned and asked, “Have you not spoken to your mate? I think you need to.” “We’ve been busy.” And then her cheeks coloured because she remembered they all knew what she had been busy doing. “I’m Fae, Ava,” Mr Patrick said. She still didn’t know what that was. “You won’t find any mention of us in the books in your library because Oskar Hansson eradicated most of us when he first formed the Council. Ask Ezekiel to explain.”

"Last night my personal assistant was caught in a tight spot in the royal chambers. She was about to be assassinated by an unknown assassin when I walked in and stopped it. Fighting him, I realized he is a master of the art of Tai, the oldest and most fierce martial art in the history of werewolves." Gasps came from several angles, bringing in more tension in the members. "Not to worry. The assassin has been injured in the shoulder and should not be able to fight for the time being. With this, I'll urge every member of the pack to report anyone with an injured shoulder", Ryu announced, a smirk on his lips as he gazed at his people. I was about to leave when he reached out to me, asking me to

Aoi moaned feeling his ****** inside her ***** *****************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************************

Somewhere deep inside me, Orion was cowering at the intensity of his Alpha. Azian nodded wearily his blue seemed worn out, "Ka- the girl is a sore spot for him," he grumbled still massaging his tempo. It seemed that sudden outburst of Alpha had drained him more than he let show, the veins on his body dulling, into a softer glow.

One unread message waits on the screen, from Leon. 'Come to the den, food’s ready.'