Sylwanin Avatar Novels & Stories

light, a figure stepped out that made Lyra’s obsidian blade scream in recognition. It was Silas. But it was the "Alpha Silas" from the night of the rejection—the cruel, arrogant boy who had said 'I reject you'—now weaponized as the Collector’s ultimate "Avatar of the Past."

“This is Rowyn Vale, Mom. Descendant of Vaelryn. The Godkiller Heir. She has thirteen magics. And she’s our center.” Her face went pale. She gasped, covering her mouth. “And the Obsidian Accord tried to take her,” Zeph added, his voice tight. I lifted a hand. “Hi. So… is it okay if I collapse now?” The woman composed herself in one graceful breath, then looked me over like she was already planning to go to war on my behalf. “I’m Liora Sylvaran,” she said, lifting her chin. “And fuck the Accord. I’d love to see those pompous bastards try to take you from here.”

She manage to say as she hold on to her stomach. "Syvia are you good?"Ethan asked running back to her ,he held onto her as she quickly climb on her he immediately spend off with Dax already far behind,since he was using more of his vampire form . Sylvia was shock , seeing that Dax is not just a wolf but a hybrid had given her goosebumps,and soon they arrived at the location at the first person she could set her eyes on was no other person but Aria , slowly they walk in through the back making their way into the uncompleted building.

Taking a sip of the liquid from that designer glass, Silvan made a slurping sound, “Well, I am done here. So I would like to have my freedom back. I mean I am a human now, I have humane needs and desires. I will roam like a free man. Also, I would love it if you allow Nexus to come with me. You know he can keep me company or else it will be a bit boring with those pathetic humans.” Silvan showcased his white teeth making an expression as if the wine just churned his mouth and vitals mouthing, ‘It-is-something' raising the glass in the air and tilting it to show his human behavior.

“Calm down. I showed you those visions for a reason. If I really were evil, why would I let you see the past?” Gabe merely snarled. Sarah let out a huff of exasperation. “What you saw was my younger sister. We are twins, born within minutes of each other. We both were born with the Earth Witch abilities but with vastly different levels of power. I am Syra, the Witch of Avalon. Sarah was born with lesser powers than I. Her thirst for power to match mine led her down a twisted path of greed and deception.” Syra took a step back, beckoning for us to follow her.

But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that strength with a kind and energetic spirit, the mother of our two pups, and the most breath-takingly beautiful woman I’ve ever laid eyes on. “Hello, my love.” I say, my face breaking out into a huge grin when I see her walk through the door. That’s part of her magic – even with the craziness of vampires potentially threatening our pack, she can always make me smile simply by walking into the room. When we got the call from Scarlett that it looked like vampires had been at our southern border and to keep everyone inside, my mate jumped into full-on Beta mode, helping me strategize who should s

, drifted alongside the Vane’s Legacy II, its wings pulsing with a steady, welcoming rhythm. ​Suddenly, a localized Aether-pulse hit the ship’s bridge. It didn't trigger the firewalls; it bypassed them, vibrating directly in the "White-Seed" core. ​"Julian, look," Kaelen said, pointing to the center of the bridge. ​The air began to thicken, sapphire-mist coiling into a humanoid shape. It wasn't a solid being, but a "Resonance-Avatar", a physical manifestation of the Triangulum mind. It stood seven feet tall, its body made of shifting, translucent coral and glowing emerald veins. It had no face, only a single, brilliant point of light where a heart would be.

"What sorcery is this?" K'awiil's smile hinted at secrets. "A gift from me to your Queen, Syla." Rryan's eyes narrowed. "K'awiil?" K'awiil's smile broadened. "It amplifies your desires for her, strengthening Syla's connection to you and our kingdom." Rryan's gaze locked onto mine, his eyes burning with intensity. "Mine," Rryan whispered, his lips tracing my jawline to my ear.

“It’s like it has a life of its own. If they attack me, she comes out to defend me. I never thought I would create a shield.” “But you didn’t look scared.” “I haven’t formally introduced myself.” I stood up, smiling lightly. “I am Sienna Ceres Sorrell, Alpha of the Wyllen Pack, Moon of the Wyrfell pack, and the hybrid that will achieve the union of three species from the underworld.”

"Sylvia! Save him! Orson's dying!" The woman following my eldest brother came over quickly. She wore a long gown of silver-white, her brow and eyes cold as the Ancient Law's marks under moonlight. It was my sister, Sylvia, Arbiter of the elven Ancient Law, and the sole heir of our mother's Sacred Spring art.