Dear Ava Novels & Stories

Charlotte couldn't stop laughing. "You're quite adaptable." Ava waved her hand dismissively. "Well, he used money to persuade me, not bricks. No reason to get angry at that." Charlotte gave her a thumbs up and asked her how her work was going recently. "It's been going well!" Ava replied, washing a plate of grapes. Then she remembered something and sat up straight. "Girl, do you remember Anya Hovath?" Charlotte's face instantly displayed disgust. "I remember."

AUTHOR'S POV: "Hello there. How have you been?" Debbie, Ava's friend, and Ethan's girlfriend widened her arms for Ava to hug her. Ava hugged her back, she could use a hug right now because she had really been through a lot. The journey to Blue Crest pack and back had never been an easy one. "I made food for you, I hope you'll like it." Billie quickly followed after Ava's stride. "Of course, I would like it but..." Ava was about to turn her down when Billie beat her to it.

I shouted angrily. Ava grinned, showing that she refused my words 'I don't want to, most of the humans around you hurt you right? I hate it. Even your parents left you, 'said Ava, annoyed. I crossed my arms on my chest. "Ava? I hate people who I deserve to hate. But the people I will meet are those who love me very much. Why can't you feel my disappointment? Even though you yourself said that we live in one house, "I protested again.

It was full of mine bombs. After few more moments of quiet, Ava said, “Would you come by tonight? No cameras, no guests. Just us. I miss you.” Serena hesitated. “Ava…” “Please,” Ava said, and Serena could hear the smile in her voice. “If you keep saying no, I’ll assume I’ve offended you.” “You could never.” Serena flushed at the possibility of Ava thinking she's somehow offended her. She was the kindest women she's met. “Then you’ll come?”

I knocked once, then twice—our signal, established years ago. "Come in, Theo," her voice called, warm despite its weariness. The door opened silently on well-oiled hinges, revealing the circular chamber that served as the heart of our kingdom. Ava sat at her desk, curly brown hair piled haphazardly atop her head, a few stray tendrils framing her face. Her reading glasses—a concession to long nights poring over reports—perched on the end of her nose. She wore a simple green sweater, revealing the faint silver lines of her mating mark. My mark, alongside those of my brothers.

Ava mumbled then turned to the crowd. "Ladies and gentlemen. Cheating ex-husband and his mistress, hello. I'm sure many of you know who i am. For those that don't, my name is Ava Smith. I was once Ava Thompson. That's right, Brandon's ex-wife. This lovely lady beside me is Mia, she used to be my best friend-" Ava said softly. She took a moment to let it sink as her eyes scanned the crowd. "Yes, yes, it's exactly what you're thinking. These two were having an affair and when i found out, they decided to get rid of me. Their little plan to kill me didn't work-" Ava continued.

Especially handling my roles between Bloodmoon and Morrien. I leaned against the cool glass window of my penthouse, staring down at the city. Beneath the flashing lights and endless traffic, I knew something was coming. A war, maybe. Or something even messier. My phone buzzed on the counter, but I ignored it. She was late again. The elevator dinged, and I turned, jaw tightening. “Deric,” came a voice—soft, hesitant. Ava, my human-lover. Ava stepped into my place, her heels tapping against the marble. She looked stunning, as always, long legs, smart blazer, hair tied in a sleek bun. But tonight, something was off. Her eyes weren’t as bright. Her hands shook slightly as she took off her coat.

she replied, meeting Jade's gaze, "You couldn't have known." Jade hesitated, tilting her head slightly, her curiosity evident. "So, you're not a sub?" Ava chuckled, shaking her head. "No. Just a girlfriend." A look of genuine surprise crossed Jade's face. "Really? I never thought Carver... I mean, he always seemed so... singular in his desires." Feeling a prick of defensiveness, Ava straightened, her chin lifting. "Well, he does. It just took the right person."

Ava held Rena's hand, curled up in the corner of the bed as if avoiding anyone. "Or do you want to accompany me to the spring festival? Usually, there will be a big festival in the A****n to welcome this blessed month." Ava gradually drew closer to Rena. "Don't you feel sorry for your niece, who is just curled up in his little bed and not going anywhere? Rena's face lifted, and she looked at her brother's wife. Ava is a reflection of Ben's brother or even more. This woman has extraordinary charm. "He can't even tell the difference between a good person and a bad person, Sis."

he asked. "Well, I was thinking of Canada," Ava replied. "Canada? Why Canada?" George was curious. "Because it's the second largest country in the world," Ava replied, and they both burst out laughing. George hugged Ava tightly and wished her well on her journey, hoping that she would find happiness and success in Canada. As Ava walked out the door, she felt a mix of excitement and nervousness, eager to start a new chapter in her life.