Avatar Sylwanin Novelas e Histórias

His anger showed in the form of his eyes flashing from blue to obsidian and back. "What my sister is trying to say," the pale, red-head intervened with a charming grin and raised hands—for the life of me, I couldn't see how the two were related, "for hers, your packs, and your own safety, its safer for her not to be near battle when she's not prepared for it. For the love of the Goddess, I can see the fear in her eyes," he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate."

He didn't know the warmth the vampire gave him. 'You can't kill him, Daylen,' an avatar from his past life appeared before him. 'Hurting Syvan will hold disastrous outcomes for you and the world,' he warned. "I have no choice," he cried out. 'There's always a choice, Daylen. Your heart has everything you need to stop Syvan from destroying the world. Trust it,' the avatar disappeared.

The ground beneath it blackened, grass shriveling as it took a step forward. “The first avatar,” Lyrin whispered. “Eryx’s hand.” The thing spoke without a mouth. “Moonbound Queen.” The sound bypassed ears and struck bone. Selene stepped forward before Kael could stop her. His hand caught her wrist—tight, protective. “Don’t answer it,” he growled. She squeezed his fingers once. “I have to.” The avatar tilted its head. “Your refusal is noted. Your bond is… inefficient.” Kael snarled, a sound that rippled the ward. “You want her? Come through me.”

Yaslyn was still feeling competitive as she snarkily replied, "Just handed you that round. Let's see you do it again." She was determined not to be caught off guard. Clearly, underestimating him had been her mistake. As the next match started, Yaslyn's avatar hid stealthily in the virtual undergrowth, waiting for Santiago's character to reappear. He remained motionless as if he knew her strategy, or perhaps his game had froze. Yaslyn impatiently launched an attack. Just as she was about to deliver the final blow, her character froze. Suddenly, her crystal exploded into fragments. The final outcome was one to two–a loss for Yaslyn.

I inquired, trying to decipher her intentions. "It's hard to tell," Sylvian answered, his expression guarded. "She has a reputation for being unpredictable and somewhat cunning. I would advise you to be cautious around her." I remained unfazed by the presence of Princess Salena, not the least bit intimidated by her royal status. "Come, Sylvian," I said confidently, taking the lead as we walked towards her. Sylvian respectfully bowed, acknowledging her status, but I made no such gesture. I could see the surprise in her eyes, expecting me to bow down to her, but I refused to play by her rules.

I have pulled myself together. "Hey, you"the redhead girl that I saw earlier called me. I didn't insist on looking but as I walked she grabbed my shoulders and by my reflexes, I suddenly brought her down to the ground. That was unnecessary for me to do but my instinct never lies. This person is up to no good. "I have a name, Sylvia Delavin. Never disrespect a Delavin." I introduced myself and walked away. "Sylvia how was your first mission?"Jacob came by and asked.

Calvin's POV One of my escorts hit the man on his head and he fell passing out, I order them to loose the lady without even giving her a glance, as I step outside to my car. Leaning on my car waiting them, I hear slight footsteps as I turn around to face them, I am surprised to see no other person than the mute girl I insulted few weeks ago at the mall. She looks tired, her blonde hair dirty and falls to her face slightly covering her left eye, her flair skirt which stops at her thighs, her legs exposed, they are beautiful. She looks so scared and looks like she has been crying coz her eyes are red. Focus Calvin, come on, you are certainly not checking a mute girl out.

“Let her struggle for a day or two. Leave behind two guards and instruct them to save her once she collapses.” “But, Regan….” There was a long pause. “She’s already left.” “You mean to say that she could drive out of the swamp and only our people are stuck?” “To overtake her, we took a few wrong turns…. And then, we got stuck…” A shrill buzz rang in the room, and the screen flashed with a warning. ‘Security alert: Unknown presence detected.’ The screen glitched for half a second and then flashed with a blue screen. ‘Identity verified: Lily Smith.’

he whispered and I gasped when the door flips open, revealing the light coming from outside. I saw Sylvia in raging fire while her hands formed a circular motion, revealing a reddish halo that seemed like a portal to another dimension. Her eyes blazed with an unholy light, and her voice, once sweet and comforting, now echoed with a dark, menacing tone that sent shivers down my spine. "Get off of my daughter!" she repeated, her voice reverberating through the walls of the cabin. Lycan Steven, as powerful and strong as he was, struggled beneath her supernatural force, his growls and snarls fading into whimpers of defeat.

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to