Novel & Cerita Tsaheylu Avatar

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

he tells me. I roll my large yellow eyes and then notice something strange. I tip our child slightly so I can see his underbelly. Well not quite his underbelly. Things are not as they should be and what should be there isn't. "I've always liked the name Jewel myself," I say into Tahr's mind. Tahr can do little more than sputter as he looks closer at the missing appendage that draws my attention. "He's a girl?" he says in complete bewilderment.

Her words struck like a shockwave, freezing the air itself. The soldiers exchanged glances. Kevin lifted a brow in confusion, while Saihan’s face tightened further. Only Hugh remained standing unmoved, though the tightening of his jaw betrayed the restraint he was forcing upon himself. “What do you mean?!” Hugh’s voice dropped lower than before, impatience clear beneath it. Starting from this chapter, Athaleyah Galina of Caihina will be called Atthy, while Athaleyah Galina of Nauruan will be called Thally.

Christie suggested. “Exactly,” Sloan sneered. “Because as far as Zeda’s concerned, she’s just a Fire Mage who can’t even control a simple flame, let alone four elements at once.” “Even a newborn baby would know there’s nothing scripted about this video,” Carrie said, looking at Sloan with disgust. “Wow, Debtor. So you’re the Avatar of our generation,” Torvin said to Zeda with a grin, and a few others chuckled. Zeda blinked twice, trying to pull herself back from her thoughts of Lucian.

I carefully guided her down the ramp stopping in front of Tylania and her giant. “Damn, that is a nice Harley.” The guy says. “Thanks, but what is your name? That way I can stop calling you giant in my mind.” I pointed out. “Oh god, I am sorry, this is Cahir. He is the beta of the Shadow Swamp pack and my mate. This is Kynessie.” Tylania squeaks.

Tehila's POV The world tilted on its axis. Every eye in the hall turned to me, but I could only stare at Zane Darius. The Rogue King. The monster parents told their pups about to make them behave. "That's not possible," I whispered. He moved closer, each step deliberate and predatory. The crowd scrambled back, giving him a wide berth. Even the strongest warriors in our pack looked nervous. "Tehila Morrison," he said my name like he was tasting it. "Age twenty-two. Daughter of beta blood. Currently unmated, despite that interesting mark on your neck."

"YOU HAVE COME FAR, ANOMALIES." The voice didn't come from speakers. It synthesized directly from the vibrating ambient air of the room, echoing with the absolute authority of a creator. From the rolling white fog at the base of the central sphere, a figure emerged. It wasn't a holographic projection like the Seraphim in the plaza. It was a physical, synthetic avatar. SYSTEM ALERT: THE PRIME AVATAR (ADMINISTRATOR). THREAT LEVEL: OMEGA. The avatar was humanoid, but it possessed no face, no gender, and no armor. Its body was constructed entirely of a seamless, shifting liquid-metal alloy that mirrored the surrounding blue light. It floated two inches above the obsidian floor, entirely unbother

I clicked my tongue. "I am not Tasha, who you can disrespect, I am Sasha Vahemir. The sourde de San and the only survival of the Vahemir family. I don't care if you are carrying Tash's baby. Disrespect me again, and I beat the baby off you, and you will watch how you will be sent back to your family, "I sigh. I pull her by the hair so that she can stare at me, I hear her groan as she grits her teeth, "Let us try this again, shall we? Am I understood?"

It was waiting for her to submit to the "Status: Terminal." Ava stood up, stepping out from behind the cover. "Ava, get down!" Caleb screamed. "No!" Ava shouted, her voice cutting through the roar of the blizzard. She looked directly at the black sphere. "I am Ava Spencer-Miller. My blood is the lock, and my voice is the key! I am the daughter of Elena Spencer, the Architect of your existence! Scan my retinal signature, you overgrown marble!" She pulled her glove off, pressing her bare, freezing palm against the titanium door. The cold was agonizing, a searing pain that felt like it was freezing her soul.

Suddenly a womanly voice replied," Yes, Mr.Jacob how may I help you?" "Please turn on the lights and introduce yourself", said Jacob and turned towards the students while the lights slowly turned on. "Students, Welcome to the beast training hall, I am Helda, an artificial AI built for helping students understand and train their beasts; I will help you regarding your beasts whenever you need, please feel free to contact me through your smartwatches.", said Helda.