Sylwanin Avatar Novels & Stories

I thought for a split second and realized what Adam meant. I took a breath and closed my eyes, I clenched my fists then straightened my fingers, releasing all my emotions there, the energy that was inside me. Then I feel it. My weapon was already out of my fingers, just like what my Mother’s had. I opened my eyes and looked up, where I was sure the statue of Nos was up there. Right before my eyes. “I am Cyllina Ivybow, daughter of Deruna Ivybow, Dryad of the Elden Wood. My friends and I came here to bring the witch who will pay for her sins in this holy place. Let us in!!”

I saw names I recognized from the Ravine’s histories, and thousands I didn't. In the very center of the hall, resting on a dais of solid light, was a sarcophagus. It wasn't made of stone or metal, but of frozen "Holy Fire." Beside the sarcophagus stood a guardian. It wasn't a biological being, but a construct of pure silver energy—an "Avatar of the First Mother." "You have arrived late, Elena of the Mud," the Avatar spoke, its voice a resonance that bypassed our helmets and vibrated directly in our skulls. "The Diaspora has withered. The Line has frayed. Why have you come to the Grave?"

Chapter 4 : The Past Aqua didn't always have to hide who she was. She didn't always have to keep secrets. There was a time when her life was filled with laughter, love, and the open embrace of her unique heritage. Born in the hidden town of Silver Cove , Aqua grew up surrounded by family and friends who cherished her for who she was. Her striking white hair, a mark of her lineage, was a source of pride, not something to be concealed.

“'I'm really sorry, Gineth. You got scolded because of me. I was just fascinated by the trees. I didn't realize I had wandered so far from you.” “It's okay! I'm used to getting scolded anyway! Just don't be mad at Kuya! Stop picking fights with him! He's really nice!” When I shifted my gaze to Silas, he was panting while looking at me. I held my breath and tried to cool my flushed cheeks. His lips parted slightly. He’s breathing heavily while intensely staring at me. His hair and body were covered in sweat. His pants were clinging loosely on his waist, revealing the waistband of his boxer briefs. I took a deep breath because I couldn't contain myself.

'' Sylvia said. ''It's okay… don't be sad. Now, you know the kind of person you're dealing with and you must do everything to protect yourself and that of your pack. You are the Luna of the Vetus pack and you have so much energy in you. Use it Sylvia.'' he said. Sylvia couldn't help but think that it was a charge, an awakening, a wake up call for her to take things at hand. ''I will, thank you Alpha.'' Sylvia smiled.

, she replied quickly, her eyes bowing to him. “Name?” “Alexavia”, “Alexavia”, he mumbled and smoked from his pipe. “What is she doing here?” He continued. “She um….” Sylvia paused and glanced behind me. then back at Him. “She wants to be a part of the clan, Alpha Leo”, she added. “We don’t need no rookie, Sylvia. Alpha Leo made himself clear”, the lady sitting next to him said rhetorically. “Let me do the talking, Tracy ”, The alpha chipped in immediately and she clamped her mouth shut.

James smiled and scratched his nose, saying, “I see. Then why do you know I will enter this space by chasing after your avatar?” “That’s because you love me.” Thea smiled. “Will your avatar have your memory after she heads to the Greater Realms?’ James asked. “Nope.” Thea shook her head and said, “Although my avatar does not have my memory, my soul sigil exists in the deepest parts of her soul. So, I know everything she experiences.” “Will she accept me if I found her?” “Yes.” Thea nodded and said, “The moment I sense your presence, I will control my avatar or even reveal some of my memories to her to assist you in your plans to wreak havoc in the Greater Realms. Besides, once my avatar gain

“She said… she came for my child.” Killian’s jaw clenched. “Her name is Syra. She’s not fully human. She was part of the Syndicate’s original bloodline—Isla’s bloodline. She’s been trying to create the vessel for Isla’s return for years.” “You said I was implanted—” “Yes. But what I didn’t know until now,” Killian said, his voice low, “is that Syra has her own prophecy. And you’re part of it.” --- Meanwhile — Aiden Makes a Call

I’m not sure what scares me more: the idea that I might become that figure, or that I might not. Sylvara promised training at dawn, so I pull myself from the vine-woven bed, my bare feet sinking into the cool stone floor. The sanctuary’s walls pulse with runes, their soft light guiding me through winding halls to an open courtyard where the forest canopy parts to reveal a sky streaked with pink and gold. Sylvara stands at the center, her jade-green skin shimmering as she tends to a sapling that seems to grow under her touch, its leaves unfurling like tiny hands reaching for the sun.

And there, on a leather couch in the corner, sat Sylvan. He looked relaxed, one arm stretched along the back of the couch, the other holding a crystal glass of amber liquid. Pressed against his side was a beautiful she-wolf with flowing blonde hair and a dress that seemed painted on her curvaceous figure. I didn't recognize her, but her body language made her intentions toward my mate crystal clear. My heart stuttered painfully, but I kept my face expressionless. "How nice of you to join the living, Sylvan. I was beginning to think you'd died."