Noatak Avatar Novels & Stories

It's been two weeks, Noah always goes to Amrodan's house every day. He rarely spent time with Gladys. Even Noah never went to school and Xeva never saw him. Exactly today, Noah went back to school. He didn't want his father to be suspicious, Moreover, knowing him who often comes to the uncle's house to practice magic secretly. Because practicing at Amrodan's house, now Noah has become very strong. His magic power exceeds his father, Mr. Retter.

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he hissed, finally getting a chance to speak again. “That’s yet to be determined,” Nate growled, getting up from the large corner unit he’d been sitting on and lazily stretching. “Seriously?” he asked. “But he could have told them I shifted,” Ava interrupted. “Then we could have gone together.” “You want to tell them there are two ‘demon wolves’ on their territory?” Nate snorted, using air quotes. “I’m not going to let them talk shit about you.”

There was no way I would leave the Potters for good. That night, Noah ran his hand down Ava's smooth back, but his mind kept going back to me—my face covered in blood. He might have gone too far this time, he thought. He sent a message to his assistant. [Find a wolf that looks exactly like the one May used to keep. Bring it back.] In his arms, Ava had already changed into her new outfit—a wolf-fur bikini. Somehow irritated, Noah yanked it off her. "Don't wear that again. It creeps me out."

I had always hated the name of our pack, thinking it was too bland. Atlas Andino emerged from his car, his usual friends in tow. I knew them all by name, noting how their styles of bullying differed. Atlas Andino, with his pale blonde hair and startling grey eyes. Shaina Adam's with her espresso skin and gorgeous sneer. Michelle Cario, with her long legs and thick accent. Duke Kentworth, with his football jersey and messy black hair. Dean Marsh, with his curly chocolate hair and sly smile.

It’s delicious. I’ve always been aware of what Noah looks like, from TV appearances, and the odd poster plastered to my apartment buildings wall when an event was happening somewhere in the Pack. His encapsulating emerald green eyes melt the hearts of girls all around the Pack, that undeniable handsomeness making him impossible to despise.