Albino Oc Novels & Stories

”This was really a mess“ A weird presence came hitting me with it's gaze. Is it something behind me? Slightly chuckling, I know that it isn't something great. And as soon as my gaze land on where that creature is, the horror of his body forming as he makes his body from a melted state… Isn't he a weird monster? A body that was white, a body of a child if I may say. His eyes was the complete opposite of his skin. Somehow.. He do give a vibes of a zombie— no, he is indeed a zombie. I just remembered it… he is the albino zombie… right? This is bad… this is bad… it was an enemy that I hated to face. He is a troublesome opponent! Why is he even here?! Making a step back, I bump into a hand of a p

I pried open my lids and looked up into the face of a living ghost. Her skin was albino pale with obvious veins and blue capillaries beneath the surface. Her ocular orbs were a deep milky white, with a tinge of light blue. I could barely make out the pupils. Her hair was whiter than Pamela's. From the structure and musculature of her hands and face...it was as if a perfectly healthy human woman's body was in a constant frantic battle against death.

His brilliance and super intelligence attracted a number of people to help in paying of his school fees. The Albino was a locally trained medical doctor holding a PhD in dermatology, a subject he fell in love with when he wanted to study and understand the composition of human skin especially as pertains to Albinism. He led a lonely life and resorted to be found in the laboratory at Ridgeway Campus. When he graduated with the first degree in medicine, the university offered him a scholarship to Denmark to specialize in skin cancer. Seven years later, he graduated top in class and came back home with a PhD and settled down as a medical consultant and professor at the medical school.

All I could do was shake my head. "Don't start, Lee." My best friend was on the verge of blowing his top. I could see it written all over his face. The splotchy-red cheeks and pink-rimmed eyes gave him away every time. He had the fairest skin of any dude I'd ever come into contact with, and any time he got pissed off, he looked like he'd rolled around in poison ivy. He closely resembled an albino, or at least he did in my mind. Masyn always said albinos didn't have reddish-blond hair or hickory-colored eyes, but since neither of us had ever seen one in person, I didn't think she could be too sure.

In that sense, I believe albinism to be lovely. I laugh. Being an albino bothers me. Every time I walk outside in the sun, I appear so pale and sickly that half of my senses get dulled. Excessive light causes my vision to get distorted and my hearing to become less precise. I don't object, though, as she gently turns my head to look in the mirror. "Just look."

Charlotte was picking some floating thing out of her lemonade, Luca was examining his pinky finger whilst Blair and Abi both stared completely motionless at each other. "Blair?" Leo said, nudging him, "You're being creepy." "Alpha, what's the likelihood of having a human mate?" Blair asked Leo. "Rare but not impossible..." Leo said, before clocking the connection. "Oh..." "Wait, you guys are..." I began. "Mates...?" Charlotte said, looking up from her drink. "Well, ain't this beautiful," Luca added, taking a swig of someone's lemonade as Blair embraced Abi in his arms and breathed in her scent.

Without looking back, her wings unfolded and left the gaping Merlin in awe. MERLIN’S SCALDING albino red eyes followed the winged being flying away from his direction. His fists clenched when he heard the drumbeats of the arena calling all the participants of the Tri-World Tournament. Drawing a deep sigh, he stared at the squirrel, sneaking a peek at him. Its skin was white, a peculiar color for its species. It was also an albino, seeing what its eyes were like. One could be mistaken for the squirrel for a rabbit. He reached for a nut inside his pocket and crouched down to place the nut in front of him. “Here you go.”

She smiles at her and bid a farewell. Jump into the boat, she looks at Rachael, who is currently pouted, and she turns to look at Zayne, who keeps peeking at Rachael. 'Huh? Did something happen?' "Athena," Shon called her name, and that makes her turn to him. "Yeah?" "I just heard about the albino. There's a family of river rat who saw the albino near the river yesterday. So, if we got lucky today, we might catch the albino." He explains to her.

“I don’t have any idea for that, mom.” “I understand. You still can’t believe this fact. You’re not the omega of Jungle Power.” Mom took a breath. “And the fact that you are the omega of Crescent Scarlet.” I was indeed surprised, even more so about the wolf in my body. From the very beginning I noticed a strange thing, maybe if someone else’s wolf had slightly rough and slightly light colored hands as well as sharp and strong claws. My wolf is not, even I feel that my wolf is an albino wolf.

Meaning that it was not a normal werewolf. “These were found beside the eye. I had to hide them as well, and I know for a fact that this was not a wolf or a werewolf had done it. Hence the assumption that it was a Lycan.” Alvize frowned as he shook his head, staring at the picture before putting him down on the table. He looked at me and I shook my head in question. “I am choosing to be honest with you. And if I am choosing to work with you against my station and against what I swore in my oath and my position? Then I do expect you to be honest with me. Do you know who these claws might belong to?”