Backrooms Oc Novels & Stories

His tongue finds the spot behind my ear, and my knees damn near give out. “You drive me crazy,” he murmurs, voice hoarse. “I should’ve done this a long time ago.” My hands find the hem of his shirt, fingers slipping beneath— Then— The door slams open. Flash. A bright light. My stomach drops. Lauren. Standing there, camcorder in one hand, smug smirk on her glossed lips. “You two are just so cute together,” she purrs, her voice amplified—over the DJ’s mic. The speaker downstairs screeches with feedback.

POV DARLENE The victory at the Old Ruins had left a lingering hum in my marrow, a mixture of ancestral fire and the sheer exhaustion of channeling the sun. As the heavy oak doors of Eryx’s private chambers clicked shut, the world of war, relics, and Jackson’s madness felt a thousand miles away. Here, in the sanctum of stone and fur, there was only the flickering orange light of the hearth and the man who had claimed my soul before he ever touched my skin.

I waited until the Alpha slept. The room he kept me in smelled of sperm and sweat. The candles burned low, their light trembling the way my hands did. When his breathing grew heavy and even, I slipped from the edge of the bed My legs felt strange carrying me back through the corridors. Every fabre in me hating myself for even existing

I tried to listen to myself from within again to know where that sound was coming from, then suddenly I felt myself moving or rather I was walking and I was blank, I heard no idea of the direction I was heading to, but I was noticed I was scent something like vinegar and honey but I wasn't too sure the scent draws me uncontrollably till I found myself in the at the backyard of the common Omegas at Crasher's pack. I look around me and there was nothing, everywhere was quiet, but an awful metallic smell of blood eroded my breath, I followed through the smell to where it led me. I found myself right in front of a wardrobe, then I thought what will a wardrobe mean for clothing brought out or lef

One charged straight at him, drawing his attention—but the other moved from behind. Silent. Fast. Deadly. My heart dropped. They were too close. The one at the back leaped into the air, its claws aimed directly at his back. Everything slowed down. My mind went blank. “Kabir, watch out!!” A scream tore out of my throat. I didn’t know when I forced myself up. Pain shot through my body, but I didn’t care. I grabbed the stick and rushed forward. Fear gripped me—but it also gave me strength.

A voice came from the back as he turned around, only to find Cong Rong running towards him. The slippery floor made her lose control, and the next moment, she keeled over and fell on him. He gulped the pill, taking a long sigh. Her head rested on his chest, which flustered her. She quickly raised her head and met his eyes. She blinked instantly, as his deep brown eyes were breathtaking. The moment felt like the world had paused for a while. She found her heart beating faster than usual. It was mesmerising. Moreover, it was a fresh and weird feeling that she had never experienced before.

I felt her nails dig into my back as her cries of pleasure filled the room, her body arching as she reached her climax. I was so close to my own release. I buried my face in her neck, groaning Becca's name into her skin as I let go, the intensity of my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. The room seemed to blur around us, the world reduced to the raw, powerful sensation of our bodies entwined.

I think you should be focusing on your studies instead of pulling stunts like this. After regaining consciousness, I was met with a barrage of accusatory glances. If it had been before, I would have been too embarrassed to say anything, and my face would turn red with shame. Yet, at this very moment, I was seething with fury and resentment; I was no longer that timid version of myself. I had been reborn. I snatched the pink letter from his grasp and unfolded it while saying, "You went to that backwater high school, and you call that studying abroad? You're truly delusional.

Was this some twisted nightmare or a hallucination brought on by my growing anxiety? As the battle between Hayden and Mason raged on, My vision darkened, my strength waning. With one last glimpse of Hayden's unworldly power, I finally succumbed to the overwhelming darkness. Everything went black. My return to consciousness was slow and disorienting. My surroundings were dimly lit, and my body ached as if I had been through a traumatic ordeal. I tried to sit up, but my movements were sluggish, like a marionette with tangled strings.

A breeze rustled the leaves as if in answer. I smiled. He would not be lonely. His music and kindness would live on in countless beautiful melodies across the world. [Revenge mission complete. World line reshaped. Do you choose to return?] The long-forgotten system alert sounded. I stood and looked at Xavier’s smiling face on the tombstone one last time. “Goodbye, Xavier. Goodbye, this world.” Then, I said, “Yes.” … White light flashed, and I returned to the real world.