Alien Stage Oc Novels & Stories

the Alpha stops in mid-step. “The pills work, but they don’t take everything away,” Waylon says. “She’s still in heat. You guys should probably stay on separate floors for a few days.” Ariadne covers her nose, “The way you smell-” the Omega flushes red, “It’s making it worse. I'll just take the top floor for now. Don’t come up here and try anything, a**hole.” Ah, there’s his Ariadne. Victor's heart stirs.

I declared, willing to go for the shower head and sing all the Os I could. “Os?” Dora asked. “O of orgasm, and Os for plural. I won’t stop after one, Cal! You both will hear me howl!” I told them. “You are right, Angie-girl! You don’t need any men! Do it yourself!” Cal already started howling. After my shower fun, my exhausted body crashed on the bed. Closing my eyes, I fell asleep immediately. “Angel?” I heard little Stella’s crying voice in the dark. “Where are you?” I looked around, yelling, trying to smell her. I couldn’t smell anything, her voice was now gone.

“Is it Aislen Carter?” “Look around you,” Stella’s voice was broken, breathless and agonized. “My people are dead. Shot. The metal cuff I used to bind Aislen into place is broken and twisted out of shape. Someone got here before you and used the distraction of our battle to abduct Aislen away. Probably that troublesome Talen Gawaine,” she laughed sourly. “All that work, all my plans, the glorious future where witches and warlocks rule… Lost.” Through shelving and stacks of boxes, Samuel could see an area lit by candlelight. There was a spell circle drawn on the floor, and a pile of cushions and blankets had been arranged in the center.

A wall of LED screens that would probably show dramatic close ups and fake constellations and maybe, if the universe had a sense of humour, a giant animated neon atlas like the band’s name suggested. I could admit it: whoever designed their shows knew what they were doing. “Quinn,” Sienna said suddenly, eyes wide. “What if they pick someone from the audience to come up on stage.” “I will literally glue myself to this chair,” I said. “What if they pick you?” “They won’t,” I said. “I have ‘please do not perceive me’ written on my forehead.” Sienna’s gaze flicked over my face. “Yeah, you kind of do.”

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

“Take us back. I’m not attending.” Mike wanted to say something, but instead, he started the engine. Then, as if he’d just remembered, he handed me a brown parchment envelope. “These are the photos you asked for, Xavier. Proof of Alpha Caleb and Frost’s affair. And… the test results came in too. Miss Clara’s optic nerves show zero damage. She recovered completely.” I opened the envelope. Caleb and that ugly woman, kissing like starving animals. And then the report. “So she isn’t blind.” I raised an eyebrow.

They reached a door at the end of a long hallway—far away from the main rooms of the house. "These are your quarters," Kael said, opening the door. "The Alpha had them prepared specially." The room was beautiful but lonely—tucked away in the farthest corner of the castle, as if Alaric wanted to hide her. "Thank you, Kael," Astra said. "Will I see you tomorrow?" "Of course, Luna. I'm assigned to be your guide." His eyes twinkled. "And friend, if you'll have me." After Kael left, Astra explored her new cage. Though the room was nice, with a big bed and even a small living area, she knew it was still a cage. The windows were too small to climb through, and there would be guards outside her door

She finished, patting me on the back, then turned around hurling the blonde girl across the room. I turned back my attention to where Kael stood but he wasn’t there any longer. I scanned the room, my eyes landing on the elevated stage where he stood in his aura. Dominance, fear, ownership, darkness, lust, was everything and more that i felt with just looking at him. “Alphas, Betas, Gammas and omegas.” His voice boomed across the hall, silencing every on going chatter. “Welcome. to the Red moon territory. Tonight has officially come to the fun part, were we pick whom we want to spend our night with. All are available except the marked and mated ones.”

Deep down, I wanted the dark dawn pack to agree in giving out the Star moon's land freely, so it doesn't prolong the case, or result in a battle. Damian told me the land the Starmoon had come to claim was located somewhere in Ontario. The dark dawn pack was currently using the land for agriculture. We had come to Toronto because their dark dawn palace was here My thoughts were broken when the Alpha of the dark dawn graced the room. His huge figure quickly filled up the space. He was tall, about 6'2ft, muscles popping from every angle of his body. He looked older. I had guessed him to be in his early fifties.

I thought deep, I could get a relaxing massage from anyone or anywhere but for some reason I wanted someone naive, someone who was nothing in ranks and could never say no, let alone be able to stare at me. Making a call, I summoned my personal maid, Stella, who had been assigned to me since I became Alpha. She was blonde, had light silvered hair, which she put in a ponytail, and embedded on her face were eyes as red as fire. She wasn't that beautiful, but she was a perfect candidate. With a breath-taking curvy figure, she was the perfect one to have before the ceremony. She knocked on the door as I gestured for her to come in. I had been waiting, desperately and patient, since I called.