Black Ophelia Novels & Stories

At first, all I could make out through the gathering gloom was that she was tall, and wore a long, white dress that trailed behind her. She wore a white veil over her face, and it made me realize with a shiver that her garment was a wedding dress. "I'm here, Arthur," Ophelia said as she drew back the veil that had obstructed her features. "I came to tell you goodbye." Her face was porcelain white, save for the blood-red lipstick she wore, which was smudged at the corners of her mouth. Ophelia's expression was cold and unreadable. Judging from her now slim silhouette, she also appeared to be no longer pregnant.

"Guys, this is Ophelia." She stood up from the chair she was lying on and held out her hand to greet each of us, "Hey, how are you?" I think we were all at a loss for words. I couldn't help but stare at her through my sunglasses. She was even more beautiful in person. Her skin was flawless, her eyes were hazel brown, and her hair was dark brown with soft highlights. Noah cleared his throat, getting our attention. We each held out a hand and greeted her. She probably thinks we're crazy.

I snapped my head towards him as he started inching in my direction. "My love, it's not what it looks like, let me explain." "It had better be a very good explanation", I said. My flames licked up my body ready at any minute to defend me. He tried to reach out to me, but the flames roared harder, and he stepped back. "I'm waiting." The woman stepped forward with her hands raised to let me know she wasn't a threat and pulled down the top corner of her shirt, revealing her orange bond mark. "My name is Ophelia and I work with Rainn. We have a crew of hunters that collaborate. My mate is here as well. We just got back from the beach. I had to get into the ocean for a while. Curse of being a wat

Would she be able to navigate this new challenge, or would she find herself trapped once again? Mrs. Dick had ulterior motives for hiring Ophelia. She intended to use Ophelia's youthful charm and beauty as bait to lure corrupt officials into approving her construction tenders. Mrs Dick's plan involved exploiting Ophelia, subjecting her to physical abuse and degradation, all in the name of securing business deals. Ophelia, unaware of the sinister plot, arrived at the party dressed in all black, ready to present her proposal. However, as the night wore on and she realized the true nature of the gathering, she became stunned and outraged.

He closed the basket and turned around when he heard the bedroom door softly shut. Onyx's gaze moved down Ophelia's body as she moved closer to him. Her long midnight black hair was down in natural waves, and she wore a straw hat. Her long legs were concealed under a pair of black skinny jeans, and her feet were covered up beneath a pair of black flats. With the yellow flowy top and the light pinkish hue on her cheek, she truly resembled the first ray of sun that illuminated the cold world after a long dark night.

she snapped. “That was different, our situation was diff….” The expression on Olivia's face effectively shut him up. “Fine,” he said resignedly. She was a small but ferocious woman. “You look so gorgeous in black,” Aaron whispered to Ophelia, who blushed in response. “Seeing you in this dress just made me fall in love with the color,” he said. “But you are always in black,” she rebutted. He looked down and realized he was indeed in black. He laughed softly in response.

I asked, a sinking feeling growing in the pit of my stomach. "Your mother, Bo, did not simply die from birth complications after having you," Ophelia said, voice lowering conspiratorially. "Throughout your pregnancy, she was systematically dosed with an undetectable poison." The words hit me like a physical blow, stealing my breath away. "What?" Ophelia swallowed hard before continuing. "Do you know what relics are?" "Numinous individuals as old as time itself," I recited numbly. "Orisha, kitsunes, stag shifters, demons..."

She knew if Finlay was there, he would have been proud of her because she was doing so well. Alpha Williamsburg was seated on his throne. Ophelia didn't need anyone to tell her he was the one, because she knew it was him immediately after her eyes set on him. His skin was as dark as tar, and he seemed to have lost his right eye because he had an eye patch covering it.

At least that way, she would be making history as the first white wolf to be in that situation. As for you, I can't wait for them to know the real truth about you. If they get to know that you have been in touch with me for a while, even if Ethan intended on forgiving you…he is going to change his mind." He said to her, Ophelia sobbed as she held her stomach. She had not eaten for days and she was scared that the food might have been poisoned yet she was hungry as well. She just needed someone to come and save her then she would be able to reveal the truth so she wouldn't be blamed that badly. She lost the mind link when she was gone and that added to the problem.

Those words were clearly meant to provoke Nirvana, which made Ophelia starred in surprise when a mocking smile appeared on Nirvana’s lips. “Do I look like the kind of person who would cry over a pathetic loser like that one?” Nirvana’s voice was apathetic with a bit of disgust. She tilted her slightly in thought and her hair moved a bit, revealing her necklace which promptly made Ophelia’s eye widen. A woman who had the time to look this good and wear a Terux limited edition necklace she didn’t flaunt definitely wasn’t grieving over a lost boyfriend. If anything, she even seemed to glow as if she got rid of some toxicity.