Sylwanin Avatar Novels & Stories

Francine asked excitedly. “Yes, Blake and Koran had; let me begin from the beginning,” Sylvia asked, telling the story of how Blake and Koran met. After cultivating, she found she had a living spirit of the Phoenix clan inside her and was sisters to the Phoenix in Blake, so it was a destiny of their meeting. Sylvia continued telling her about the Titan blood inside Consuela, Heather being a wood nymph and needing the life force from Blake to continue her powers, and Dynasty being a nine-tail fox.

The ground beneath it blackened, grass shriveling as it took a step forward. “The first avatar,” Lyrin whispered. “Eryx’s hand.” The thing spoke without a mouth. “Moonbound Queen.” The sound bypassed ears and struck bone. Selene stepped forward before Kael could stop her. His hand caught her wrist—tight, protective. “Don’t answer it,” he growled. She squeezed his fingers once. “I have to.” The avatar tilted its head. “Your refusal is noted. Your bond is… inefficient.” Kael snarled, a sound that rippled the ward. “You want her? Come through me.”

“I fucking swear my life on it, bonetta.” Miya smiles and it kind of creeps me the fuck out. Because the only smile I've ever seen, Sylvan muster, is a smile full of mischief. “I'll hold you to it,” Miya closes Sylvans eyes, and when he opens them again, they are green, no longer black or a glossy white with streaks of black. Using the heels of his hands, he rubs his eyes. “She is banned from soul shifting into my body ever again.” Sylvan states bluntly. “That was a truly fucked up experience.” He gulps, peering down at Miyas' resting body.

"... The power I use to... Be your wonderful brother's best friend?" " Eeeeeh? I thought your mother forbade you to lie?" "Stop worrying, I'm not going to eat you. In fact, I'm glad Hope has a friend like you, I feel like he's going to learn a lot. So if I'm not mistaken, you are Anesi the avatar aren't you?" I was a little worried about this woman, strong enough to crush me with a toe, but I also understood that there was no way out. She was an S-rank Avatar, with various attributes, I knew very well that trying to run away was useless.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

The only thing on my mind now was to get Sharlynn back – the real Sharlynn. I contemplated not going to school the next day after Reyna caused a scene at my house but I kind of felt that I would find Sharlynn back to normal again so I quickly got up from bed and prepared for school. Though aunt Linda already explained what an Unami was – she said that they are as avatars of a very powerful supernatural entity and that though that entity could have avatars representing its different strengths, all the avatars were the same as the entity itself.

"Not from you, anyway." "We'll see about that." Hunter raised the carved bones, and the dark symbols on his skin flared brighter. "I'm going to enjoy breaking you all over again, slave. Enjoy hearing you scream like you used to." Sylvia shifted, her transformation smoother than before, almost effortless. Her white wolf form with its silver markings seemed to glow in the dim light of my tower. She was smaller than Hunter's brown wolf, but there was a grace to her movement that spoke of power barely contained.

He didn't know the warmth the vampire gave him. 'You can't kill him, Daylen,' an avatar from his past life appeared before him. 'Hurting Syvan will hold disastrous outcomes for you and the world,' he warned. "I have no choice," he cried out. 'There's always a choice, Daylen. Your heart has everything you need to stop Syvan from destroying the world. Trust it,' the avatar disappeared.

“You will not retreat, slaves. I, Sylvia Bryson, a Royal vampire, is ordering you!” His timely command indeed helped her to calm that startled crowd, I was flabbergasted to see the power of her voice. Blitzer mimicked vomiting and scoffed. “That’s how she tried to destroy our pack, Zayden. She shouldn’t walk alive out of this war.” My feral side’s determination charged my courage; however, another problem arose, demanding my immediate attention. Sylvia butt naked body garnered unwanted attention from the lycans, it was like they hadn’t seen a woman with plastic before.

“It’s petty, but this person could be of use to us. Have you heard the story of the White Wolf?” “No.” Hemlock groaned and shook his head at me. I felt like I shouldn’t have said anything while he looked at me like I was stupid. “The White Wolf is a bitch called Sylvia, who looks like a dog; just like you. Her fur is pure white, so you can’t miss her, but she is very fast. We tried to capture her in the past a few years back with another Soul Stealer, but she found out our plan and ripped his head off. She has two children, Ringo and Orlando; you can try to get to her through them if you can. Her brother, Xaivier, is always around; killing him first before making a move would be wise.”