Whilst in combat in the US Army, Ava Richards stormed a terrorist base which contained chemically manipulated gas with extreme side effects; in Ava's case, the gas altered her brain, giving her telepathic abilities to speak without moving her lips, read minds, move objects without touching them and outright destroy people's minds. Then Nick Fury came to speak to her about the Avengers initiative. Her mission is simple: Make the God of Mischief fall for you; it will weaken him, make him vulnerable, according to Thor's information. But with the other 6 Avengers hanging about, causing trouble and escalating things that don't need to be, things are made difficult. Can Ava manage her impossible mission; after all, she is a soldier, not an actress. An Avengers/Loki FanFiction. COPYRIGHT Marvel and abbiemca :) ENJOY!

(Rooming with Royals Sequel) He's the prince of werewolves. She's the princess of demons and witches. Silently falling for her childhood best friend, Aya doubts the chance of them ever becoming together and denies the feelings she has for him. "You're a werewolf, Jace! I will be a temporary substitute till your mate comes." My chest heaved up and down, struck by the harsh reality. Mates are sacred to werewolves. The love that mates have for each other is unlike all beings. The love Jace has for me is nothing compared to the love he will have for his mate. "Aya -" "No Jace. You love me but you'll love your mate more. You'll continue your life normally, but I'm the one who's going to be left heartbroken. Someday, you will find her and throw me away like I was nothing." My lips quivered as I chocked the words out. "I know what I want Aya. With or without a mate, I want you. "