Avenger Eternal Novels & Stories

Ava felt the shockwave rattle her bones. Lucien pulled her behind cover. “Eyes on me,” he ordered. “Breathe.” She nodded, breath steady despite the chaos. This wasn’t panic. This was purpose. Ethan Ethan moved through the sublevel like a shadow. He hadn’t told Ava he’d taken a separate route. Hadn’t asked permission. Some debts didn’t require approval. His earpiece crackled. “Movement on your six.” “I know,” Ethan replied, spinning and firing. A body fell.

The crowd fell into a hush. And then… the door opened. Out stepped a man who made the very air tighten. Darian Rhys Draven. Tall, broad-shouldered, wrapped in black. His Alpha King insignia shimmered against his chest. Midnight-black hair, tousled and damp from the mist. His cold silver eyes scanned the horizon first—calculating, commanding. And then, they landed on her. Time stopped. Seraphina froze. Her wolf screamed—no, howled—loud and uncontrollable in her head.

When the battleship first arrived, he had already sensed the strength of the incoming people using his mind power. ‘There are five partial Eternals. ‘How fun! ‘With the first three, now there are a total of eight partial Eternals. ‘However, so what if there are more partial Eternals? I am a real Eternal myself. ‘What’s the difference between them and ants? ‘Once I use my Eternal Golden Body, all these partial Eternals can be easily dealt with without even using a Soulbound Weapon. ‘The five new partial Eternals should also be a group of space pirates.’

A red crosshair was painted directly over the building. "Ren Walker. Leo Valeri. Kara Vance," the AI spoke their real names, a terrifying confirmation that their digital ghosts had been fully identified. "Your unauthorized access to the Aegis Network has been classified as a Level-1 Existential Threat." The white eye blinked. "Deploying the Vanguard." The screens went black. "The Vanguard?" Torque asked, looking at Ren, the warlord's face suddenly pale. "What is the Vanguard?" Ren stared at the black screens. He remembered the lore of the game. He remembered the endgame content that had required fifty heavily armed players to even survive five minutes against.

I ask him, but he avoids my question. “Go upstairs and go in my room. You will see a painting of the sea; lift it up and then you will see a small keypad. When you do, put in the code 9182 and it would unlock a door disguised into the wall.” He explains and my mind races. The amount of adrenaline running through me right now is insane. “When the door is opened, get in and lock it. It is a bunker and you would be safe there.” My dad continues. “But, what about you?” I ask him.

Zander whimpered as the burn once again intensified in my chest but I did my best to ignore it, focussing my attention on the tinted windows of the SUV. Through the windows, I watched the airport and busy streets disappear as we made our way into the forest road that led to the little town of Blackwood. Yes, Blackwood was a town and it was dominated by only werewolves. Hence, they came together to form the pack, Blackwood pack where my grandfather emerged as the first alpha. Through the tinted window, I saw the town coming into view. The SUV veered off the forest road and branched into the road that led to Blackwood. Though it was evening, the town was illuminated by the moonlight and the li

“Thank you for delivering yourself to me. From what I’ve been told, the mate to the white wolf is the Alpha. I can’t wait to have you strapped next to her. I finally have something to take me to the highest levels of prestige in the scientific world. Imagine all I could do with your DNA, my name will be in the history books. I will be able to replicate whatever makes you all so special and make an army of your kind from humans, give people powers at will. I will become a goddess on earth, nations all over the world will seek my work, and no one will ever call me weak again.” Her confidence made her stupid. This was like a cliche villain monologue in movies and books, where the bad guy goes o

the goddess knows best. She stood bare before him now with fiery eyes blazing with the fire of vengeance, round firm pear shaped breast, pointy nipples nodding up and down as she breath, a slashed in, deep bleeding profusely heart in her body beneath those two distracting molds. A sexy shapely body not for enticement rather a weapon it was. Weaponized to destruct! which was ready to kill! To avenge each and everybody Alpha Marlon took from her, recounting what his offense was to keep fueling the rage inside....

All these years there was a lava burning in him to find her and break her the way she broke him. To become the monster she always wanted him to be. But he stopped himself all these years. He refused to see that woman's face again that's why he never tried to find her. Even though he knew he could easily found her but he never did try. He wanted nothing from her but now what. She stood in front of him presenting her to the beast to do the fuck he wants with her. The moment he saw her the lava that he had cool down in those years started burning again. He wanted nothing except to slam the ice on his vengeance by hurting her. By watching her in pain.

I patted her back and said, "Please don't leave me, Violet.." "I will never leave you.."She cried. The people around us began to clap and cheer as me and Violet stood up. I wiped her tears. We both smiled as she hugged me again. I wrap my arms around her waist as I pull her into a kiss. She smiled as we pulled away. "You are My Eternal Love, My Eternal Obsession Violet Raymond Smith." "And You are mine Raymond Smith." We both chuckled. Then the song began to play, I offered Violet my hands, "Would you like to have a dance, my lady?"I asked in a decent way.