Novel & Cerita Avatar Sylwanin

But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that strength with a kind and energetic spirit, the mother of our two pups, and the most breath-takingly beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. “Hello, my love.” I say, my face breaking out into a huge grin when I see her walk through the door. That’s part of her magic – even with the craziness of vampires potentially threatening our pack, she can always make me smile simply by walking into the room. When we got the call from Scarlett that it looked like vampires had been at our southern border and to keep everyone inside, my mate jumped into full-on Beta mode, helping me strategize who should s

It was a move that no one could question without facing charges of heresy. Carl pointed a finger straight at me. A wicked, victorious smirk twisted his lips, tearing through his fake, devout mask. "Sylvia Woodville has not shifted yet," Carl declared, his voice ringing with triumph. "But the Moon Goddess has spoken. Sylvia is my destined, unchangeable Fated Mate. She will be my Luna!"

I said, nodding. I exhaled slowly, looking down at the pot we have used to cook the brew on the kitchen island. “I hope this brew works for you. I really do.” Calista smiled, her eyes full of gratitude. “It will, Lyra. I can feel it. Thank you for everything.” “Sure. Why am I doubting it now? We made it with love,” I said, smiling and she laughed. As I was preparing to leave, we heard a knock and soon an omega came in to tell us that Sylvia is here to see the Luna. Calista’s face fell and she reluctantly told the omega to allow her in.

Stubborn woman. The whistle sounded, and Ava went into a fighting stance. The picture she painted was so different to the softer version from yesterday, the version that had been gentle with Gideon’s young vampire. She was anxious; he could sense that from where he stood, but she still looked ready. She was going to have to speak to him after this match. If this day went like the last, there was no telling who she would be fighting next. With all the weapons involved, he had a feeling they would end up in the infirmary again. “Alpha Ezekiel.”

Lyra’s POV. I wiggled around the chair trying to get off the ropes that bound me with the chair, anger and fear cursing through me as I stared at Xavier's dark deep orbs that exuded venom and the smug smile that spread against his lips. "Why are you doing this, Xavier?" I spat, firing my words at him like bullets. His smile grew wider. "You're just a pawn in a bigger game, Lyra. This is about Sage. Don’t worry princess, I may or may not hurt, so I won’t make any promises”

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.

She quickly said, "Come on, we'll talk along the way.” Sans had no choice but to follow Caroline down the mountain, where she finally got changed. The moment they met Sylvas, Caroline began to behave coquettishly. "Sylvas, please help us. That man has become the substitute leader and will destroy Ivory Cloud." "That b*stard!" Sylvas had a troubled expression. He originally had plans to confront Dieter and establish his own faction to replace Ivory Mountain. However, he said, "I'm injured now and can't deal with such matters."

Olivia dropped the knife. “What is it, Olivia? Is it Brad, again?” Olivia looked at Ava sadly and shook her head up and down. “Girl, it’s him again.” Her face looked like someone who was fighting a tear back. “Can we talk about it? Do you mind?” “No, I don’t.”

"Sylvia! Save him! Orson's dying!" The woman following my eldest brother came over quickly. She wore a long gown of silver-white, her brow and eyes cold as the Ancient Law's marks under moonlight. It was my sister, Sylvia, Arbiter of the elven Ancient Law, and the sole heir of our mother's Sacred Spring art.

Lilith's POV. I folded another dress and carefully placed it inside one of the open traveling bags... It's been a few more weeks and we are finally leaving the human world. Oliver had already made arrangements, the main reason why we had come here has finally been settled, Valerie could no longer hurt anyone, she had gotten a hold of her power. And despite everything that had happened... With Helena and Adrian, despite the danger and the chaos that had followed us, there was still a part of me that felt strangely sad about leaving.