Fanfiction Avatar Novels & Stories

"Ah.. what kind of nasty things that I will get through after this' She knows everything, even the stupid mystery that she is supposed to solve. The system is not helping which means it cannot lock any information in secret. Only the three-screen that she got from the first world and the two items can work. Other than that is useless and what's worst is that she can't upgrade her sense. If she tries to raise the stats then her sense will get even low. Well, that one is already off the chart. It's not like she can't taste, see, walk or feel textures of something. No, its non of them but pain. Yes, she can't feel excessive pain. Even if she cuts one of her fingers, she can just sew it back in

Avi says, yawning. My mind instantly goes to the photo of Luna Nikita we found in his office. She claimed he wasn’t her mate. But fated mate and chosen mates are different, so what if she left because she realized she wanted her fated mate and not the one she chose? Legend has it that when you reject the divinely given mate bond and create your own, your unsanctified bond will be cursed. “Did you get her name?” Avi’s eyes are closed now, his breathing slows, and after a moment I think to just let him sleep. I stand and reach over, running my fingers through his blood-matted hair. He will need a good cleaning when he wakes.

I asked curiously. “I created an anonymous account to follow scoundrel Ava on I*******m; she may be a hateful woman, but I have to admit that she has good taste in aesthetics,” she said, confessing that she was stalking Ava. “Oh, what an ugly thing to say. Ava is not a bad woman,” I corrected her.

“Ava, it’s just a book. Fiction. You’re not seriously suggesting—” “I know, I know,” she cut in, holding up her hand. “It sounds crazy, but listen to me. The character in the book died the same night as the protagonist, or maybe a few days later. What if that’s not just fiction? What if there’s someone else who was reborn when you were?” I laughed, shaking my head. “You’ve been reading too much. This isn’t some fantasy novel.” Ava’s eyes remained serious, unwavering. “I’m telling you, Raven. What if it’s true? What if there’s someone out there who was reborn like you?”

Alatar sat at his desk angrily, he was tired of his mate, he lost his only child, his daughter and will never get to know his granddaughter all because of that wicked women. He pulls a small paper out of his pocket, “Show yourself”, a picture of Shane and Ava appeared. The picture was enchanted, only his voice could make it appear. Alatar has always been in contact with Shane, he Astral Projects himself to them once in a while, when Evanora is away, to visit his granddaughter. She looks so much like her mother, he misses his daughter everyday.

he ordered and he snapped me back from my insane train of thoughts. Yeah, what's the harm of answering him? I'm in a dream right? Yeah, this is all not real. So who cares! Let's party! Woohooo~ "Hey yow Your Highness! My name is Adharia Navier V. Valler, 17 years old and a proud bookworm. I love reading fantasy-romance novels, but I also read mystery or thriller books. I'm pretty sure I'm not a spoiled rich brat too since I hate make-up, 'cause, yuck! Make-up is so disgusting and uncomfortable, eew! I also have a dog named Achilles, my Brother gave it to me on my 14th birthday. He's a really nice person. Oh! And most of all, I'm a huge fan of yours, Your Highness! You're so talented and amaz

My butterflies hovered over Xanthea’s face, dusting her with anesthetic pollen as I gently closed her eyelids, easing her into unconsciousness. My head snapped back, hearing footsteps approaching from behind. Another Azum — this one wearing glasses — walked toward us. I glanced at the one in front of me. “He’s my avatar. A clone,” he said. “He’ll assist you.” I returned my focus to Xanthea. “Ungh!” Xanthea writhed as the divine energy pulsed harder from the fang. “Begin transfusion!” I cried. “Quick!” Azum lay beside Xanthea as his avatar began chanting the transfusion spell.

A soft stomach she always tried to hide under oversized sweaters. Tonight, like most nights, Ava sat alone in her tiny off-campus apartment. The TV was on low, some mindless reality show she wasn’t watching. Her phone glowed in her hand as she scrolled through social media, watching girls her age get tagged in photos with guys who actually looked at them like they were edible. She felt pathetic. Her fingers drifted lower without thinking, slipping under the waistband of her leggings. She was already a little wet, she always got like this when she let her mind wander. Lately, her fantasies had a very specific face attached to them.

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad

"We are lucky to see him. We had only heard of him, just as his pack members had only heard of Alpha Dane. I doubt he is as attractive as our Alpha. But we can still give it a shot.” The women laughed. But Ava's face turned solemn, which they did not notice. She put the spoonful of food into her mouth and said angrily, "He can never beat Alpha Dane. He does not have that ability, which Alpha Dane has. He is just..." She paused and mumbled, "Just too arrogant and prideful man." The woman heard her clearly, despite the fact that she was eating. They felt confused as to why she was talking about Alpha Ian and Alpha Dane as if she knew them very closely.