Winx Club Avalon Novels & Stories

“You better be. Coach’ll murder you if you skip the media meet again.” Xavian’s fingers wrapped my wrist cool, in an unhurried manner. He peeled my hand from his mouth like I was a child tugging at a wolf’s muzzle and guided it down, then pinned me with a single step, forearm braced beside my head, the heat of his body collapsing the rest of the world to tile and breath and the soft scuff of his boots. “Wait outside,” he said. Not loud. Not a shout. Just a command laid flat and cold.

If the heart of Wysteria, it is at the border of each kingdom, in the middle. Avalon. The town closest to Wysteria's heart. "At which hour invasion starts from the heart," I said. "Avalone was attacked today." It makes sense! "The creatures of the dark cometh fourth." It refers to the monsters that attacked Avalone! But I don't know what 'the daylight shall bleedeth' means. The moon shall caterwauling'. Bleeding in the morning? And what does caterwauling even mean? I only understand one thing, these are signs of the end of immortality! This is not a prophecy, this is an augury!

“Nothing my daughter. Just Motherly instincts, that’s all.” A grin flashed across my face knowing Mum wouldn’t let Ava be, until she get what she wants. “Thank god I’m here Ava. I have some few questions for you.” Mum started. “Took you long enough.” I quietly muttered to myself. “So Ava, Which country club do you attend?” Mother quizzed. “Martinzzers Royal Areas. Best place for golfing and paintball.” Ava answered seamlessly. “Socialite.. I see. Any business or stock holdings in your control?” Mother further Probed.

Ava's green eyes blazed with hatred as she glared at Dolion, trying to struggle from his hold again, she hates that he made her feel that way without being able control it or put up any resistance, determined not to put up with this any longer, she wasn’t going to last any longer before crumbling under his persistent touch. With this thought and as she peered at her father’s uncomfortable face from afar, thankfully Dolion had the decency to cover her with his body, but she had had enough, left breathlessly from the unwanted pleasure, with her voice barely above a whisper, "I, Ava Beaumont, Alpha of Crescent Claw pack, reject you..." The words hung in the air like a challenge, and Dolion's re

“Exclusive club. Tonight.” I blinked. “What?” “Arian and I won this stupid game last week,” Solange continued. “Long story, involves trivia and a very drunk promoter. Anyway—we got access to LUXE.” Eva’s eyes widened. “No way.” “Yes way.” “Isn’t that the place with the velvet rope and the models?” Eva asked. “And the price tags that induce cardiac arrest,” Arian added, sliding into the conversation from behind Solange. I frowned. “Why are you telling me this?”

Growing up in a secluded part of an already-small town, Ava had loved to travel whenever she could, usually into the cities frequented by Alliance Region’s reigning Packs – Red Moon, Silver Moon, Dark Wood, Eclipse, and Grave Crown. Raleigh was a popular meeting point for the Alliance Packs to meet on fair ground, so Ava had frequented the city growing up. She’d only been away for three years, but it seemed as if so much had changed already. It made Ava sad to think about how the world had moved on without her. She was scared she’d never get the chance to catch up. Ava couldn’t say she was surprised when they pulled up to a massive brownstone featuring a flashing sign hailing The Green Light

“I’ve seen so much danger here that I’m worried about walking down the street by myself.” I swallowed down the thought that if I stayed here, the bond between the Game Master and myself would surely grow. “There’s good and bad people everywhere, unfortunately. And I’ll make that easy for you.” She squealed, popping up from the bed. Her wheat-colored hair fell around her shoulders in silky waves. “You can come with me and Ally this weekend to Obsidian. It’s the most popular club in the kingdom, and it’s near impossible to get into. I put Ally and I on the waiting list last year. Feel free to invite your mate if you’re feeling generous.”

"Milady, there's news about the miracle doctor." Xena leaped to her feet. She hadn't expected to hear back so soon. "Let's hear it." "The head of one of the affluent families in Avesburgh, Winston Cameron, has obtained a Miracle Card and has activated it. The miracle doctor is expected to arrive at sunset." Almost immediately, a frown appeared on Xena's face. "The Camerons? They are ranked lowest among the reputable families in Avesburgh. How did they manage to get their hands on a Miracle Card?"

Rosalyn: Night had already sunk its teeth into the skyline when I parked outside the secondary pack office. Night was always my favorite time of day, but I also learned that anything that meant dark, happened under the eyes of the moon and stars. This wasn’t the main office, it wasn’t one that most of those he worked with knew. No, this was a place that I, and those like me, knew. This was Xavier’s private floor, the one his Beta and select inner circle used for off-the-record meetings. The kind you don’t write minutes for. The kind where all the darkness slid underneath the tables, unseen, there, but invisible.

*Avina* > [MACY: Ran the facial rec on the club’s internal security feed from that night. I checked the back hallways, the private rooms, and the service entrance. Avina... there’s no trace of Xavier. No one matching his description entered or exited The Iron Lung in the 48-hour window. Aria was drugged out of her mind. She likely saw a shadow and her trauma filled in the blanks.] < I stared at the screen, the glowing text blurring.