Sylwanin Avatar Novels & Stories

Sylvia then drove the car to Riverside Villa. The armored battalion also got into a car of their own and escorted Sylvia's car. "Are you really the God of War's wife?" Willow asked again when she was inside the car. Something did not feel right, but she could not put it into words. "Why? Don't I look like her?" Macy asked. She had already immersed herself in the role of the God of War's wife. In fact, when she first met Caspian, she felt that she and Caspian were a match made in heaven.

"I don’t know why you suggested we seek this asshole's help; clearly he’s useless." "He’s an oneironaut," I sigh. "He can find Ayla in the dream world and possibly help her determine where her body is for us." "There’s another one?" Silas asks, raising a brow. "I thought only of Ayla." "No," I counter. "He’s much stronger than Ayla." As I speak, I give Barren, who is watching us, a look. As much as I hated this bastard, we needed him. "Maybe we should just meet his request," I huff, though I didn’t like to say it. "Don’t forget that Ayla’s pregnant. She isn’t the only one in danger now."

Only Brynn and Kalen would be the amazing women that they were and give second chances. ‘Just don’t tell her that I told you because she’ll kick my fucking ass,’ Theo said, making me laugh through the link. That was so fucking true. “Thank you all for coming to this presentation. There has been a serious threat to all species in the form of Svaylars. They are a subspecies of demon that have a specific call. They can use it to lure unsuspecting victims. It doesn’t matter what species the victim is because all are susceptible to it. The Svaylar can force the victim to be its puppet and are completely at its mercy.”

Daniel said. “What?” I asked. “It’s only a rumor but it’s been said that the she-wolf that he wants to make as his mate is Savannah.” Daniel said. “She’s not even 18. And he’s almost 50.” I growled. “I know. But he can’t claim her as a mate now. You know that, as well as I do.” Daniel said. I got up from my desk and stormed out of my office. I went to the woods where I stripped off my clothes and I started running through the woods again to clear my mind. But again, I ended up outside Savannah’s house.

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

In fact, she maintained her speed, for time was her enemy today – more than anything else. As the shaking of the ground she was running tripled, Sylvia the Angry used the pile of corpses in her way by using it to increase her momentum. The moment she reached the top of the three-meter pile, she jumped. On cue, the ground of what used to be the arena’s stage cracked open and her familiar roared its presence. Her gryphon, a gigantic beast which was part lion and part hawk, immerged from the ground. As her body freefall, her familiar caught her on time. Now, Sylvia was now riding her gryphon which switched from running to flying the next second.

Yet, amidst the sea of familiar faces, a woman emerged, captivating her attention. The woman introduced herself as Sylvia, Luna of the Ebony Pack and chief of the Luna Association. As Fedora observed Sylvia's demeanor and the mesmerizing hue of her pupils, a realization dawned upon her—Sylvia and that wretched woman she met during the hunt were undoubtedly connected, perhaps sisters or distant relatives.

He simply told her. Shirley bit her tongue trying to suppress her anger. 'If only he wasn't a VIP.' She turned to Caitlyn. "I'm truly sorry, miss," She apologized with a forced smile. Caitlyn could tell it was. Nonetheless, she gave a small nod in response. "One more thing," Martin spoke and walked toward Caitlyn. He crossed his arm over her shoulders and pulled her close to himself. Caitlyn looked up at him, confused. "She's not a slut like you thought. She's my partner," He told Shirley without blinking. Caitlyn's heartbeat increased and she bit her lower lip unconsciously as he mentioned her as his partner.

So, putting his hands together, entwining first to third fingers, and crossing his thumbs, he started murmuring incantations. There were thousands of reasons why Sylvanias were honored more than the other clan. Not only were they the strongest, but they could use the time to seal away movement and trap enemies in the lair of their shadows, where the only way of escape was either killing themselves or the one who had conjured the seal. The mistress’s lips twitched once a humid wind started caressing her hair, the line of her vision becoming rather hazy as the sharp ends of the hand dig deeper to her flesh—to Z’s flesh.

It’s an act that is punishable in Hati as an act of treason. A hand appeared in Yuri’s view just then, and she turned only to see Selina offering her hand to her, which she took. “Sorry for earlier,” said Selina with an apologetic smile. “I jumped to conclusions too soon. As you might have guessed, I’m Sunny’s younger sister. I’m Selina Chin. Phantom XI. Nice to meet you.” Yuri nodded. “Yuri Kirisawa,” said Yuri, introducing herself in return. “Phantom XIII. Nice to meet you.”