Avatars Library Novels & Stories

Ayleen asks, desperate to help in any way she can. “Can you call that Vampire friend of yours? He might be able to tell us ways in which we can control the newly turned vampires.” Azraiel pleads. “Of course, I’ll call him right away.” She pauses for a second. “I also know a weredragon and a weretiger from H.O.P.E. mission. Is it okay if I call them too?” “Of course…that would be really helpful. Also, ask them if they know about other species.”

0f course, he did. I give Julien a weakened smile and we exchange a few sentences of small talk before I thank him for driving ways here. Waving goodbye from the window as he slips into his car again, I pretend not to rush to the unknown contents that hide inside the white-encased box. There are cursive letters in black, engraved into the cardboard material, reading Matériau Féminin. Gnawing on the skin of my lip, all I do is shake mny head at a parallel memory that comes into mind when we spent time together in this very store, replacing the various lingerie of mine that he has ripped.

Once again, he struggled to keep his mouth shut, his face turning a bright shade of red. “Fuck… When you hold the key, you say the word ‘Apertus’ meaning open in Latin, and the portal appears.” “Huh… Fun. What happens when it opens?” Emma asked as she examined the key dangling between her fingers. “You walk through it and come out on the border of our camp,” he sighed in defeat. He was no longer struggling. It seemed he had finally realized there was no point in resisting. “What about this? What’s in this vial?” Emma asked, holding up a small bottle we also found inside his pouch.

Outside, the city's lights were muted, casting an eerie glow that added to Carver's sense of disconnect from the world. The penthouse, high above the chaos of daily life, was his sanctuary. Yet, as he sat in the leather-clad chair, he felt a pull towards something he knew he shouldn't do. He fought it for a moment longer. His mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, but his desire won the battle. With a resigned sigh, he clicked on the screen, activating the security cameras. Ava's image appeared, graceful and mesmerizing, captured in a private moment in her bath.

It took a moment for her to scale through half the black screen but then her eyes set on the words that popped up immediately— —this video is unavailable. And her eyes looked up to Aal and for the second time, she asked— “What is this?” And an unsavory reply escaped through Aaliyah’s lips. “My video. They took it down. They took the video down” You could cut the tension in her voice with a knife as she tosses the phone to the table. * “What of Mabel?” Wu’s said in a whisper as Jade quietly placed a finger on her lips. “Huss” She said.

she stammers. "Knife and Dagger, All types of guns, Rifles, I've used a sword once, ooooh a crossbow, basically anything though. I don't discriminate." "O...O...Okay, that's all I need to know. Welcome to RBMS, Miss Collins." "Oh please, call me Ava, oh and might I recommend a job change; You're not cut out for this," I state before I'm dragged by the hancuffs on my wrists and taken out of the room by the guards.

ANBV is a Artificial Nutritional blood for vampires. Gustavo twirled a loose button on his lab coat, his brow furrowed with worry. Obviously, he took the boss's temper much more seriously. "She's the perfect solution for the vampire who is still compelled to bite. And she'll be available in whichever race or gender you prefer." "You're going to make male toys, too?" Malcolm asked. "Yes, eventually." The loose button tumbled onto the floor. Gustavo picked it up and stuffed it in a pocket. "Jacob thought we could advertise her on the Digital Vampire Network. You'd have your choice of ANBV Brown, ANBV Black—"

The arcane energy wrapped around her like silk. "You’re a flame that refuses to be tamed," Vaelith murmured, sliding his hands down her hips. "And tonight, you burn with me." Their bodies moved like twin storms—her moans echoing in the chamber, his growls deep and reverent. Every touch sparked runes on the walls, and as their pleasure peaked, a golden vortex formed above them. Luna screamed—not in pain, but in ecstasy and release. Power erupted from their joined forms, and the vortex sealed itself into a glowing shard that hovered between them.

The file opened. A still image. A girl. Eyes like Ava’s. But colder. Mouth curled in a calm, perfect smile. Ava whispered, “No. No, she was terminated.” Gabriel’s tone didn’t change. “She was archived. That’s different.” He turned toward the vault wall and tapped a key. And behind the reinforced glass Subject 12 opened her eyes. The room went still. Even 03’s hand twitched near her sidearm. Gabriel watched them all, the corners of his mouth lifting.