Avatar The Last Airbender Oc Novels & Stories

Kavi {{ Jewel, baby come onnnnn, I really don't see what the issue is here with sending him to the summit, I mean this could mean forming new alliances with other packs on an international level, this could be huge for us }} (( Kavi Sloan, please don't make me hurt you, you want me to send my baby so far away, to an entirely different continent! where anything could go wrong! where anything could happen to him and I or we would not be able to help him ))

The hum swelled, and a voice emerged, sweet and intoxicating: “Jessica, heart of the nexus, weave your love eternal.” A figure appeared, not a weaver or a mother, but Kade, his form glowing with love, his amber eyes soft, his voice a whisper of promises. “I am Ardyn,” he said, his tone Kade’s, rich with devotion. “The Love Weaver. You wove the dawn, Jessica. Weave with me, and our love will bind the nexus forever.”

Owen, in wolf form, bowed his head, as if acknowledging the unbreakable connection they now shared. Andreza smiled radiantly, emotion overflowing from her eyes: “It's you,” she whispered, feeling the magic of destiny intertwining their lives. “My mate.” Owen's black wolf responded with a deep, resonant howl, a melody that seemed to echo through the forest, announcing the magical union that was about to unfold.

Alpha Zavier, Beta Jack, Omega Yna and Chad arrived at the battlefield. Everywhere was red, blood was everywhere. They were still in human form and there was no need for them to transform. Alpha Zavier team had done an impressive job. Most of the Xander's pack members were killed. The only surviving members were Beta Dagon, Omega Lily and Omega Joy. Chad swallowed hard as he tried to trace her presence, the faces that were before him, nothing looked like Aubrey. Even though he had seen him at distance, she couldn't fail to recognize his daughter. Aubrey had similar resemblance like her mother.

Aero let out of breath as he ran his hands through his hair. “Yeah, come in,” Aero said as he walked away from the door and back toward his mate. “I'm sorry, it looks like I have to go back and see if more people need to be rescued. I won't be gone long, I promise! This little guy's going to stay with you. We rescued him from a cell in the basement. He's an Omega hybrid,” Aero said as he stepped aside and pointed at the small person hiding in the king's arms. Naham nervously looked in Aero's direction. He wanted to look away when he saw the other vampire, but he was afraid it would be considered disrespectful.

I shouted,doing a little dance and a summersault as I floated. "Ulrik,what is in my face?" Glob asks Tree Bear and I laugh as he shrugged and leans forward to inspect Glob's features.I twirled happily,and caught the blue spotted burgundy hill in my line of vision.I saw people that looked like characters from Avatar trekking across,coming towards Aorta with tool belts and bags but what frightened me was what lay beyond them,also heading this way. I back pedaled and fought to reach the ground,terrified beyond reason.

So they don't have any good impression of them. Well, they actually have not met a normal guardian, to begin with. Each of them has its own odd quirk. It seemed that it was part of their job description or some sort. First is the senile talking oak tree who had a tendency in talking to himself and getting agitated for no reason. Next is Arya the vegan merfolk. Could merfolk even be a vegetarian? She could be the most normal among the rest if not for her loquacious and kinda tactless personality.

“Hello, mate. Nice to meet you. I’m Pamela.” “Nice to meet you too, Pamela. You must be Lavana’s wolf spirit?” “Yeah. I’ll let you meet with the others. They are super anxious for this chance.” “Okay. Take care.” “Mmm!” Lavana’s eyes closed again and then re-opened. This time her eyes were glowing orange. “Hello, Phoenix.” He saw the voice had changed too. “Hello. What’s your name?” “I’m named Oceana.” “Oceana. You’ve got a beautiful name. You are her other spirit?”

I nodded my head with a grateful smile that I forced in my face. Eve pulled her reaper's blade out of her cape and raised it in the air. The reaper's blade pulled her in the air and she flew away. Taking a deep breath, I calmed myself down. I walked back towards the cabin to check on Ocean. Uncle Adrian was helping Ocean to get connected to King Vlad. "Anything?" I asked. "Nothing at all. It feels like all the connections have been severed. It's no use." Ocean replied in a panicked tone.

The "First Transaction" of the collector was not a trade of currency, but a trade of "Archetypes." The "Avatar of the Past"—the eighteen-year-old Silas Blackwood—stood in the center of the "Grey Static" left by the Merchant’s deletion. He was a masterpiece of "Alpha Purity," his gold-and-sapphire skin glowing with a shadowless, clinical brilliance. He carried the "Original Silver Dagger," and his stormy sea-grey eyes were two solid pools of unadulterated pride.