Avatar Signs Novels & Stories

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“Oh my god. Are you a model?” I blink. “What?” “Are you a model,” she repeats, dead serious. A startled laugh bursts out of me. “Do I look like one?” “Yep.” No hesitation. She’s already digging through a bag big enough to smuggle a child in. “I run a small agency. Here.” She thrusts a card into my hand like this happens every Tuesday. I glance at it, expecting glitter or a fake name, but it’s legit. Website, email, all of it. Her expression doesn’t budge.

“Com’on, don’t choke on your food. Here’s some water.” “I wonder why I can’t even eat in peace,” Ava said in between meals. Her eyes turned watery as she chewed and tried to swallow everything at once. “I’m sorry but I’m just curious. You love him right? “Aunt,” she breathed in and out trying to stay cool, “you know I moved in newly. I mean he’s been here before me. He is good-looking and he looks responsible too. Well, I think I like him.” “You think?” “I don’t even know his name.”

But enough to buy time. Last night, walking home, I saw him again. On a billboard on Crenshaw. Kai Sterling. Suit. Hair perfect. Smiling like he’s got the whole world figured out. Hand resting on some kid’s shoulder. AQUA West logo big and clean. Caption: “Clean Water. Stronger Future.” I stopped dead. Just stared. He looks nothing like me. Nothing like this life. But his blood is in me. In them. I touched my stomach under my hoodie. Whispered, “Your blood. But not your life.”

Carver escorted Ava to the marketing floor, his hand lingering on hers as they said their goodbyes. He leaned down, his lips meeting hers in a tender kiss that sent a chill through her. It was a simple act, yet one that spoke volumes. People around them stopped and stared, their surprise evident. Carver had never shown affection in public before. As he walked away, Ava's friend Arry rushed over, her eyes wide with concern. "Are you okay, Ava? Are you...are you a sub now?" she stammered. Ava laughed, the sound bright and clear. "No, Arry, I'm not a sub. I'm just me. Carver is just Carver. We're finding our way, together."

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Mia was shocked, reason was the girl recognized her through the ugly girl facade she had been keeping for so long. The girl chuckled "Should I tell you a secret?" "Tell me, I will keep it for you" Mia said happily waiting for the girl to spill. "Raven has saved me before and there's something that Raven has that you have too. You are the same person" the girl pointed out. Mia seemed interested in knowing about this girl's observations. For all she knew, no on can tell her disguise was fake. "This birthmark on your wrist." She revealed. Mia quickly withdrew her hand back to her pocket surprising the girl.

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Though still ancient tech that hadn’t been updated for a thousand years, at least it was up to date. The right side of the new home page on the game panel showed his status in full. And on the top left corner of the screen was a mini chibi full-body icon of him. The style was gothic but also cute, totally on brand with the Trial's dark fairy tale vibe. His avatar had a red hoodie on, one that looked exactly like the one Alice left in the Hollow Log. The only difference between him and his avatar was the black snake tattoo on his left wrist. It became alive in the icon, and not just sitting there, it was raising its head, sniffing around, and even hissing at him like it had got beef.

There was a search button at the top and he clicked on it then inputted the id, it brought out an icon only, he tapped on the icon and the website entered a chat interface. A ghost appeared at the bottom of the screen in the chat interface floating up and down amd Asher figured it was the icon indicating if the other party was typing or not. He was right because a text entered few seconds later, the username of the sender was redsun, the message read; ‘Hello dear curious reader, we’re glad you made it this far. Something popped up asking Asher to pick a designated nickname before he could reply the message. He thought about it for a while, then picked The will of Aura, aura was almost litera