Fanfiction Avatar Novels & Stories

"So let me get this straight. That moody, sexy, emotionally constipated man is bonded to me by magical fate?" I nod. "Yup." A beat of silence. Then Ava groans dramatically, throwing her head back. "Ugh, I knew I should've stayed celibate this year. Why the fuck does my vagina always attract emotionally unavailable mythical creatures?!" I burst out laughing. "Welcome to my life." She shoots me a look. "So what now? Am I supposed to, like, claim him? Bite him back? Do I need to read a werewolf manual or something?"

The most powerful recluse in the entertainment industry. Zephaniah breathed out, finally understanding. This was why I worked so hard to hide it. If the world knew, I wouldn't be 'Ava the Model' anymore. I’d be 'The Alpha’s Plaything.' But as he watched Connor tenderly shield me from the cold, Zephaniah saw something else. This wasn't just a benefactor protecting an investment. This was a male who was ready to burn the world down because his mate’s feet were cold. This was real blood and bone.

“Don’t be so stupid! I’ll take them out, before your very eyes. Then I will have my way with you.” Ava without much thought into what was going on. Other than knowing that her fingers were getting longer, and hair seemed to grow out of her skin. “I find that hard to believe when you’ll be busy with something else . . .” With a flash of thought, Ava launched at the man before her. Instead her human form. She had become an animal with long claws that sank into his ribs. Sharp teeth that embedded themselves into his neck.

Yapping happily, she jumped up and down, licking his face as he chuckled. "You're adorable. Look." He showed her his phone with a picture of a beautiful blonde wolf. Cocking her head to the side, she analysed every inch of it. It was a small thing. It looked more like a puppy than a wolf. This is me? She rested her head on the grass with a huff. Ava had expected to be big and menacing like her Alpha mate. Not a tiny pup. "Can you hear me?" She jumped again, startled at the voice in her head that sounded a lot like Lucas. Nuzzling her head into his leg, she whimpered and whined in fear that she was going crazy.

She swallowed thickly and faced him trying to play it cool. "Romance, fantasy, and stuff..." She trailed off. "Romance? Which sort? I have a younger sister who is a hardcore book lover. That girl is crazy for dark romance and dark fantasy books. Jesus. If Mom found out she'll be traumatized." Jasper chuckled. Ava forced out an awkward chuckle, cursing herself for mentioning her liking for the books. "I... Uh... I like... Vanilla romance books," She lied awkwardly. "Vanilla romance? That's new." He cocked a brow at her.

He looked up from the papers he was reading, his eyes narrowing slightly as he saw the serious expression on my face. "What is it, Cane?" he asked, his voice deep and commanding. "I need to talk to you about something," I said, taking a deep breath. "I've found my mate. Her name is Ava, and she's here with me in the pack. She's not of a noble birth though." My father's face darkened, his eyes flashing with anger. "You can't be serious," he growled. "You're betrothed to Leah, and you're telling me you've found someone else? Someone who's not even suitable for you?"

◇NO POV◇ For world Aurthur might be cruel but infront of viranica he is the most sweetest man he can't even raise his voice infront of her the side which world never seen from Aurthur was seen by viranica sun rays hitting viranica's eyes she opened her eyes slightly and looked at the handsome face beside her she pushed him away with one push but he is in deep sleep so moved and slept again some evil idea popped in viranica's brain she went near the sketch and brought it she started face art first she wrote monkey on his forehead later she drawn danger symbol bones and everything, she drew two fangs near his lips, she wrote monster on his face

“What is this? What happened to the I-just-want-to-have-fun-without-strings Ava Marie Antonini of the past, hmm?” That girl never existed in the first place, Ava said to herself and wished so bad she could say it out loud. She had constructed a fantasy to keep people from seeing the real Ava Marie. Who would want the real deal, the real girl behind that mask? Even her father, her only living relative genetically created to love and protect her from harm, hadn’t been able to look at her without hatred and disgust glittering in his eyes.

“Please help me carry them to the shaman’s cave. I’ll repay you.” They frowned but nodded. “You don’t need to promise anything. We’d save them anyway.” Together they carried the two wounded males away. Not far off, Ava’s peach-blossom eyes glinted with killing intent. In this timeline, Ava had regained awareness—and she had a system. A system that rewarded “good deeds.” If she raised a future mate’s favorability, she could exchange points in the shop for modern items. She already knew her future would be filled with powerful, handsome beast mates. She had carefully followed the original plot, planning to earn Alex and Lucas’s affection. But now something was wrong.

Was it the same as having big feet? She squeezed her thighs together and shook her head to clear the filthy thoughts. JJ’s avatar on the screen was a tall fae guardian with long white/grey hair, impossibly pale skin, and those sexy pointed ears. Yes, Dianna thought pointed ears were sexy…especially in a fictional world, probably not so much in real life but then she’d never seen a genuine pair of pointed ears so she couldn’t rule out the possibility…and she needed to get her mind back on the quest at hand and off the fantasy of JJ’s fae guardian and what he might look like in the flesh. Had JJ modeled his avatar after himself?