Was Avatar A Book First Novels & Stories

Hello everyone! This was the first book I wrote under GN and it was an overwhelming experience to get an NEC from them. At first I was hesitant to publish my book here because of so many insecurities but when I saw that I had a view already, I continued to do so. Thank you Editor Ava and Editor Lisa for giving me the chance to publish my story here. To the viewers of my book, thank you so much for giving this story a chance. Hope I could publish again a story under GN.

After I got it I pulled out a chair and sat in front of the table near it by the window. "Deceptive," I read in the written title of the book, I opened it in turn and what popped up to me was a picture of a large creature that was half human and wolf, its body full of feathers. “He has no death, to this day he is still alive, trying to save the woman he first loved and wants to be with for life,” I read here. There was some spark that flowed through my being. I wasted no more time and I opened the book, but my torn eyebrows met its pages, even if I looked over and over I could not read anything, until I got to the back of the book and there was I noticed a very small letter.

And as always please do check out my new and next book called-- Alpha Kaden: The Primordial Hybrid-- Synopsis below. Ava Sinclair is 17 and a beautiful and kind-hearted girl. She longed to find her mate and live life like it was a fairytale, and now it was finally mating season. The time when mated wolves gave into each other's desires. Ava may have found her mate but he may not be the fairytale she had expected. He is everyone's biggest nightmare.

I’m freezing, but my powers are exhausted, and trying to shift right now sounds more miserable than shivering in the rain. Aviva cleans her blades in the water and slides them into her halter, but her eyes are wide and distant as she asks, “Have you been studying The Book of Whispers?” I chew my lower lip, eventually shaking my head. “No. Not yet. It’s in… in an early form of Firestone, I believe. I've been trying to learn how to read it, but it’s proving to be impossible and I… I’m not sure I want to know what’s in there.”

Ava's disappearance left a silence in the penthouse, a void that seemed to grow with each passing second. She'd told Peyton she was going to the roof to work, and at first, nobody questioned it. Five, six hours passed, but she was nowhere to be found. Carver's initial worry turned into a gnawing panic. Something was wrong. Deep in his gut, he felt it. He knew Ava. He was beginning to know her in ways he hadn't expected. In ways that confused and excited him. She was different, not like the others. Not like his former submissives. There was something in her eyes, something in her smile that tugged at his heart. Something that scared him.

Avianna clears her throat and hooks her arms around us. "Alora I brought you that book from the library-it was The Tales of the Moonlands, right? Didn't know that Ashenia's parents had written that one..." She speaks like a grumpy granny, "I want to know why you need to read old wives' tales about the Wolves. Just like I want to know all the crap you've tried pulling since you've been sent up here." I grin and bend down to grab her bags, "Jayden got into a fight."

Hello dear readers, I want to express my heartfelt gratitude to all of you who have read and supported my debut novel. If any part of the story has caused offense or discomfort, I sincerely apologize. After a year of attempting to launch a world-building project to lay the foundation for the forthcoming saga, I encountered a series of trial and error. Eventually, I settled on Lavender Girl. Over the course of the past two years, Lavender Girl has been an integral part of my life. I've shared moments of joy and faced challenges alongside its characters and stories. However, taking into account my current circumstances and careful consideration, I've made the decision to conclude this book.

“Oh, you should be the Ava my Aurora always talk about. I am Zoey.“ Zoey said as she stretches her hand for a handshake. Ava shakes her hand, with a glamorous smile on her face. Ava recollects Zoey, the baby she once saved when she lived on an island with Aurora and Ashley. Zoey is the baby that was placed in a drum with the book of the living which has an eye drawn on it. Ashley murdered Zoey's parents because she wanted to rule over the world. Now, Ashley is in the place where she is supposed to be. “Congrats, you are the new guardian of the book, right?“ Ava asked. She was delighted to see a positive nod. “Zoey, have you learned the first five symbols from the book of the living, yet?“ Au

“I don’t know what I’d do without you, Ava.” “Probably still stuck in that loveless marriage, pretending everything’s fine,” she said with a wink, but then her expression turned serious again. “There’s something else I need to tell you. It’s… strange, and you’re probably going to think I’ve lost my mind, but hear me out.” I frowned, setting down my glass. “What is it?” Ava hesitated for a moment, then leaned closer, lowering her voice. “Remember that book I’ve been reading? The one about the reborn characters?”

Still, I love the author, Priam, but his book this time is confusing. His book was always been things about the morphers; how they live, their traditions and more. But this is the first time I came across something like this and for one thing, it is still, Priam's book. It's still early for my shift at the cafe, so I reach for my phone and type the title of the book. "The...first....born." I muttered typing every letter with my heart beating fast.