Among Us Oc Novels & Stories

The next morning, Matilda woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She had tossed and turned all night, haunted by nightmares of her parent's death. As she got dressed, she tried to push the memories out of her mind and focus on the day ahead, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find two omegas standing in front of her. One was a tall, thin blonde named Felicia, and the other was a short, plump redhead named Emily. Matilda recognized them as two of the pack's other omegas.

You should see the way you stare at him, even the omega don’t stare that way. I gritted. Manage, Tommy. It’s just for three days.

Nicole gushes at her mom's affection before she looks at me. "Let my friends go." Coral snaps again, the wolves hesitate, which makes Julia tighten her grip. She howls in pain, making everyone release us. Baron barrel rolls to Julia, standing over her in a protective position. Martin sprints towards Coral, wrapping himself around her body. Zane dashes to Cortney, standing next to her, Allison, and Irma protectively. I run towards Nicole, feeling Larkin burst with tears. I immediately started to lick her wounds, making her purr while she healed. I laid my head on hers as a small hug before turning towards Mia. I quickly count her wolves, only about 30 stand left cuont mine, 300 out of my 310

Not to mention the fact that if I understood my brother's note correctly, he may know something about, or even be an accomplice to, Axel's abuse. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Amaris," the Alpha says, grinning at me. Then, his eyes go to his son. At Kenton's nod, he turns to the people of his pack. I Look from the two men before me, then turn my attention to the men and women who are standing before the three of us, trepidation creeping in as I watch them lower their heads at the three of us as if I'm someone important to them along with the two men standing next to me. "Everyone, I would like to introduce to you Kenton's mate and the future Luna of our pack, Amaris Redding."

“We make a good team.” “We don’t have a team,” I muttered under my breath. He grinned. “Not yet.” Ignoring him, I walked past the crab-shaped figure and stopped in front of the Dancer’s Pose. Something about it caught my eye. It looked harder than the rest, but at least it didn’t make me look like a crawling idiot. “Player 0467 has chosen Dancer’s Pose,” the voice echoed. Hoodie guy let out a small laugh behind me. “Dancer’s Pose, huh?”