Avatar Zuko Novels & Stories

Apparently he was the Alpha of Black Hollow pack who had gone missing for years after losing his powers during a brutal succession conflict. There were rumors of him rebuilding power quietly as a feared rogue leader and I frowned slightly while scrolling. So he hadn’t lied. Everything he told me earlier was true. Interesting. Fay leaned closer curiously. “What are you looking at?” she asked. I turned the screen toward her slightly. “The wolf who saved me" I replied. Her eyes widened immediately as she stared at one of the photos briefly. Amarok stood surrounded by wolves in the image, dressed entirely in black while looking directly into the camera with that same confident expression.

Tears welled up in her eyes, spilling down her cheeks as she blinked rapidly. Someone saved her. The figure moved beside her, and she looked up as the clouds shifted, allowing the moonlight to spill down and illuminate him. Violet gasped, her heart stopping in her chest seeing those red eyes. “Alpha Z...Zenith?” She whispered, her voice barely audible, as the realization crashed over her. Alpha Zenith’s eyes, filled with a mix of worry and anger, locked onto hers. Even though she slapped him, the most powerful Alpha of the continent, he swallowed the tiny insult because the girl in front of him was not some ordinary girl.

“This is a synthetic case. An avatar of the primary subroutines.” The shape came out of the light. She wore a flawless, white uniform of the Old World, decorated with golden ears. You Face was immaculate, the trains were hard, aristocratic and from an ice-cold authority a. The eyes glowed in an artificial, penetrating gold. My breath stopped. It was the exact physical image of the man from the old Video recording in Bunker Alpha. “You came back, Kaelen,” said the Avatar. His voice was calm, paternal and deeply threatening. “I waited for you so long in the dark. The

Am I afraid… fascinated… both? The stranger was slightly taller than Arga the fake O'Brien, and his face… I don't know what will I say. When I saw him, my mind suddenly focused on Kim Taehyung aka V BTS. However, at the same time, I know the man behind Arga is not V. One thing that makes the person different: there is a scar line on his cheek. “You're now grown become a big girl, huh?” said the stranger. His voice was heavy; really reminds me of V the C.G.V person.

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"Are you happy you son of a chocolate, you gave me so much work that I didn't even have time to get lunch." "You are so mean." I huff dramatically, flipping my hair to the side. "I never noticed." The monkey doll replies back. "How could you, when you are so blinded by your Jupiter sized ego." I draw out a big circle on the air with my arms. "Okay, that did hurt." It says again. "It should, you..... Wait.." I pause taking a closer look at the Mr Xavier Monkey doll, dolls don't talk. Unless I rally going crazy, or.... Shit..

“There, good as new.” Walking into the estate, we observed ancient furniture resembling what we discovered at the academy. Then the cloaking device I carried floated from my pocket toward the ceiling. Fragments of light came through the windows and formed the image of a man dressed in a lab coat similar to Chancellor Thorne’s. “Hello, children,” the strange man said. “Thank you for freeing me. I am Zirocco.” The six of us all stared in disbelief at the hologram. “What are you?” Daryl asked.

Azraiel’s Gamma, Theo was on his knees bowing in front of his mate, the Luna of the Blue Orchid Pack. Theo lifts his head a little, his eyes shine with unshed tears. He looks straight into the black wolf’s eyes and says, “Alpha!”

' Gabriele thoughtfully glance at the guy who finally came in front of him and stopped, keeping a little bit of distance from him. His looks were ordinary but the sharp grey and shallow eyes stood out of this ordinary features and the expensive clothing he wore. He smiled and offered his hands covered with white cloth. Gabrielle stared at it before finally reaching out for it to shake with a reluctant expression even though that expression can’t be seen. The guy in front of him as if noticing his reluctance at shaking hands on him, take back his hands immediately after a brief contact of Gabriel skin. He smiled once again and offered to introduce himself, "I'm Cuzo. Clone and Kuro Young Mast

She closed her eyes and murmured words in Old Nordmarian. Moments later, the woman opened her eyes and looked at Ayla. “Ayla, you need to find Uzriel. The Seven Undead Brothers are getting closer to finding him with each passing day. Without Uzriel, the Avatar of Inoss can’t defeat the Darkness, and all hope will be lost.” Ayla frowned. “I do not know who the Avatar of Inoss or Uzriel are. I do not even know who you are.”