Avatar Watches Novels & Stories

He kept on spanking my ass and fucking me roughly and before I could respond, a sharp beeping sound cut through the room. I froze. “What’s that?” Dominic cursed under his breath and called out, “Avatar!” Avatar rushed in. “Yes, boss.” I quickly covered my body as Dominic walked towards him. “That noise.” he whispered. Avatar moved toward the source, inspecting it closely. “It’s a camera,” he said carefully. My heart skipped. “A camera? For what?” Avatar lowered his head. “It appears… someone is watching.” Slowly, I lifted my gaze. Dominic was already staring at me. And in that moment, we both asked the same silent question... Who was so interested in watching us?

“Now that you have no husband, I’m worried, beta.” I smiled faintly. “Nana, I swear to you, I’m fine. I’ll come visit.” Her face softened, but I could tell she didn’t quite believe me. Once she returned to cooking, I checked my phone, and froze. The feed was live, my heart began to pound. He was wearing it. Mr. Everhart had finally put on the wristwatch. The footage was shaky at first, jerky even, since the microcamera was hidden inside the crown of the watch, right between the ridges where the dial met the base. Every movement of his wrist made the camera tilt, showing me fragmented views of walls, shoes, and flashes of papers.

Alex replied. "Ok then, let me fulfill your wish then," he replied smiling, pressing some buttons on his watch, an holographic video popped up and was displayed before everyone present. Alex was surprised by the watch, he also knew the watch and its usage, he was also confused about how he had gotten the watch, but it was not the time to worry, instead, he focused on what was playing out in the holographic video. It showed a man with a black mask on a tall building with a sniper in hand, many cars were passing on the highway where the building was located.

She had never let Vesta take control while she was in avatar mode. Avyanna didn't know or think of the consequences and she didn't care at the moment. Avyanna was done condoning Angus's stupidity and excesses, she was done pampering his jealousy and hateful glares. She was going to show them who was and is their boss. This morning. Vesta was much more vengeful and aggressive. She stood in a battle stance stretching her midnight fur and baring her sharp and lethal teeth. she gnarled at the guards ready to pounce or devour anyone who got in her way. anyone.

“All right, tell me everything. Starting with this island clock," instructed Ava. "Well, it's easy. The center of the island is marked with the Constantine family crest. It was a surprise I set up for him because he and I spread his mother's ashes here when we broke ground for the resort. It was just the two of us here and he finally had closure.” Taking a moment to gain her composure, she continued, “Anyway, every thirty minutes, the security cameras turn on. They broadcast video that goes to a computer that I monitor from my office. Only a team of our fantasy coordinators is allowed access. Not even Rowen is allowed to see the camera footage. Hell, I’m not even sure he knows how it works,

Going to take it and smash it against the wall. Ava pulled her hand back. I stared at her. She was smiling. Not the pulling away part. That I could understand. But Ava smiling right now? In this situation? With northern wolves probably minutes away from finding us? Something was off. "Wait," she said. Still smiling that weird smile. Then she looked at Falco. "What is this?" Falco stared at the device in her hand. Looked away. Then slowly pushed himself up off the floor until he was standing. "That's not a tracking device," he said. * * *

Ava's smile reached her eyes for the first time in days. She looked at me over Maya's head. "This is what they want to destroy. This right here." I smiled, my heart full. "They will not. We protect this. No matter what." Later that night, Ava lay in bed, her eyes wide open. "Stay awake with me. Just a little. Please." I held her, my arms around her. "I am here. Tell me what you see. I'll watch with you." Ava pointed at the clock. "It flickered. Did you see it?"

On New Year's Eve, she stayed in Marcus's room to keep him company and did not come home all night. At his son's parent-teacher meeting, she and Marcus attended together like a loving couple. Even when she traveled for work, she forgot to buy me a gift but remembered Marcus's measurements and bought him a suit. Whenever I questioned her even slightly, she accused me of having a dirty mind and insisted she was only taking normal care of him. A few days ago, I saw the purchase record for that fifty-two-thousand-dollar watch. I thought she had finally thought of me. Instead, reality slapped me hard across the face.

Inside the Obsidian Chassis, the temperature was a perfectly regulated, comfortable equilibrium. The internal deep sight array projected the world onto my retinas in a crisp purple wireframe. I could see the Vanguard wolves gathered twenty yards behind me. They were completely silent. Even Torin and Elias were just watching, their golden eyes reflecting the moonlight. They were looking at a shadow. The matte black armor of the suit absorbed the ambient light so perfectly that I looked like a silhouette cut out of the physical world.

"A chair with a built-in whiskey dispenser and a very loud, very annoying 'low battery' beep. It screams 'I am a broken man who has given up on life.'" I stared at the contraption. "I hate all of you." "We love you too, sir," Miller said, unfazed. "But Ava is right. If you show up in a wheelchair, draped in a blanket like a Victorian invalid, they’ll spend the whole night gloating instead of watching their firewalls. It’s the ultimate Trojan horse. Except the horse has a 12-core processor and enough C4-equivalent digital logic bombs to level the Vance servers." Ava stopped pacing and walked over to me, her eyes softening. She straightened my collar, her touch grounding.