Avatar Watches Novels & Stories

"But look at the person standing behind him in the reflection of the window." I zoomed in. In the glass reflection, there was a shadow. A person holding a phone. They were wearing a very specific watch—a silver one with a blue face. "I know that watch," I whispered. My stomach did a sick flip. "That’s... that’s the watch Marcus gave to the board members for the anniversary." "There are only four of those watches in the world," the Stalker said. "One is on your father’s wrist. One is on Sterling’s. One belongs to the studio head, Mr. Vance. And the last one belongs to someone you trust very much."

Arthur Vance stepped into the light. He didn't look like a man who had survived a plane crash; he looked like a man who had conquered the afterlife. His hair was silver, his eyes two pits of cold, calculating flint. He didn't look at the room. He didn't look at Xavier. He looked at Maya, his gaze stripping away her armor, searching for the "weak" daughter he thought he knew. "You’ve grown tall, Maya," Arthur said, his voice a low rumble that made the crystal glasses on the table vibrate. "But you’re still sitting in a chair that’s too big for you."

For a second no one spoke, then Yvonne pointed at the screen. “There,” she said softly. A dark band was around Auntie Lin’s wrist. A watch. The room stayed silent. Yvonne slowly lifted the smartwatch from the table. “This,” she said. Marcus looked at it. Adrian’s eyes widened slightly. “You bought that?” he asked. Yvonne nodded. “For her birthday,” she said quietly. “One for me. One for her.” Marcus looked back at the screen. The watch on Auntie Lin’s wrist looked exactly the same.

Ava Rossi - POV My heart was pounding like a drum against my chest, while a smile stretched across my face like a warm sunbeam. I marveled at the vibrant bouquet of wildflowers I had carefully plucked for Jacob. Today marked our third anniversary, and Jacob had promised that he would finally introduce me as his Luna. The thought sent shivers of excitement down my spine.

To Koba-VRDA (Encrypted Message) [Saoji Eyes - 2019, 01 January] An eyewitness could take a photo of a vampire who was passing in an Exposed state. No need to worry. Eyewitnesses took pictures in a state of unpreparedness, and the results of the photographs were unclear. I have obscured the witness' memory with Simple-Hipno. [Dwolo Eyes - 2019, 01 April]

The watcher zoomed in on the lion plush. “Positive.” But just as he was about to take a photo, a hand grabbed his mouth from behind. A knife slid into his ribs. “No witnesses,” a voice whispered. The binoculars dropped to the ground, blood splashing on the lens and just like that, the search grew darker. Back in the city, Ava stared at the photo again and this time, something new caught her eye. The lion plush. She touched the image gently, her lips trembling. “I’m coming, baby,” she whispered. “Hold on. Mama’s coming.”

he turned his gentle smile on me with an exuberant wave, "hi, I'm Sylvain. Tania is my mate." "Ever the diplomat, Alpha Sylvain," Lilith quipped, shooting him a bright smile. "Nice to see you, too, Lilith," he called over his shoulder but his warm smile never wavered. Victor's gaze grew distant when he spoke, head shaking slowly with scrunched eyebrows, "If she's away and they get to her and I'm not there to protect her. If I can't get to her and something happens..." With every word uttered, his hand tightened around mine, "No. No, she stays."