Avatar Slinger Novels & Stories

“The Black Spring I am not the holder of it anymore.” Slayer, “Huh? Liar, you just hide it somewhere. Retrieving that weapon and your head, we might ascend our rank, and be a high ranker and have our own official name too.” Slicer, “I want to fight her, head to head. But too bad, to her current state your underlings is enough to finish her.” Gunslinger, “.........” Slayer, “You heard him. Finish her off!”

she reassured me, taking a sip from her cup. "Slim is like the king of this damn hellhole. Even when he isn't here, nobody tries to take his place. Fucking cowards," Blowjob Guy chimed in, and they all burst into laughter. "Then why don't you give it a shot, Zeek?" the redhead challenged, finally revealing his name.

It was coming from the sky. "The carrier," I whispered. "The carrier is already gone," Vance said. She was smiling now, even as Richard’s jaws hovered inches from her throat. "The Silver-Eater is a kinetic slug. It doesn't need to fire. It just needs to fall. And it's coming down right on top of this tent." "Richard! Get out!" I screamed. Richard didn't move. He grabbed Vance by the collar and threw her out into the mud, his chrome body shielding me from the terminal.

Clive bravely stated. "I will still pay you. You'll receive your salary twice a month as agreed upon the contract. You cannot back out now. You have a contract with me." Celeste declared. "My contract states that I am a research assistant. After all you have your bestfriend, Tracy, right? You won't need me as a friend." Clive stood up and walked close to Celeste. "Don't get me wrong. I really want to be your friend too. I also want to hang out with you. But not this way." Clive rejected.

Poor Elijah stood there shocked his eyes wide as saucers, his eyes looking downwards, towards his hand probably wondering what he ever did to deserve this. Eira looked at the tall man and wondered how could someone could be so tall and break things like this. Elijah came to his senses after the initial shock as he rubbed the back of his neck clearly embarrassed and smiling sheepishly says "Oops?" ____________________________________________________________________ Sorin walked inside his room his hoodie pulled down so that it covered his face entirely leaving only his jaw exposed. Firmly shutting the door, he discarded his hoodie, his upper body now exposed. He took on the mask that he wore

He held high his hands to slap me but with my eyes turning white, I controlled his movements. I still had my controlling movements with my eyes but I couldn't use it that much or else I will fall into exhaustion. He mouthed, "stupid bitch." I smiled and turned my eyes to the other side so that he could have his arms in the direction of my eyes. Catalina gasped in shock, she didn't know that I was a person blessed with powers. "Are you from Rosla?" She asked in surprise. "My name is Hemilia, nice to meet you." I grinned darkly with my eyes sparkling.

"Hey, there princess, thank you for helping me. Are you OK?" She nods her head, and tears roll down her sunken cheeks. "Are you here to save us?" "Yes, I am. I'm here to take you home." I stand up and yell out. "I'm here to take you all home." "Mister, what's your name?" She gave me a slight smile. Probably the first one she had given in a long time. "Silas Youngblood of the Amaris Pack." "What's your name?" "Nina Santos." "That's a pretty name." I went to pat her on the head, and she flinched. It breaks my heart. I pulled my hand back.

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

I’m not sure the impression Sage is trying to give out but no matter what shit he throws my way, I wasn’t going to bow to his egocentric undeserving self. He may be the pack’s Alpha but to me, he’s not but a pain in the ass which I have to tolerate for the meantime, at least till I figure my way out. “Thank you,” I say paying off the Uber driver before stepping out. He dropped me off a few walks to Sage’s territory where humans aren’t to be allowed. Werewolves lurk around humans, and our identities have to remain a secret to avoid endangering the lives of the humans as well as the wolves.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h