Avatar Signs Novels & Stories

He says before leaving me with a group of young adults looking up. I follow their gaze and almost immediately, my face shows up on the screen along with some information about me. Name: AVA COLLINS Age: 21 Crimes: Mass Murder, Arson, Kidnapping etc Qualities: Pro in weaponry, Skillful, Has Anger issues, Dangerous and conniving nature. Grade: A* Well, I guess I know why that woman was asking so many questions. Everyone seems shocked apart from the dangerous clique. They just seem impressed. After a while, Everyone goes back to whatever they were doing and the girl Rhea walks up to me wearing black workout clothes.

He shook his head. I came over, getting close to him, as we both sat by the fire and touched the key. As I turned it over, I noticed something. I licked my finger, and rubbed it alongside the metal. A final layer of dust evaporated, and there was visible a small inscription, written in a delicate script. The Vincent House. I looked to Caleb. “Do you know it?” He leaned back, shook his head and sighed. “I guess our search isn’t over,” he finally said.

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"Fair enough, Little Wolf. My word is iron. I don't break contracts, and I don't let anyone touch what belongs to my camp." Agnes didn't hesitate any longer. She pressed the sharp silver nib to the parchment, signing her name in a quick, elegant cursive that defied the shaking of her fingers. Without pausing to regret it, she slammed her right thumb firmly against the glowing blue Stormfang seal at the bottom of the page.