Chimera Oc Novels & Stories

He was simply something out of the imagination. The men immediately fell in awe of him, his aura enough to shake them to their bones. The women gaped at him, because they'd never seen anyone more beautiful. It took a while for attention to shift to the woman by his side. Their first thought was that she matched him perfectly. She was easily the most attractive at the event, with her striking silver eyes and pretty face. She looked good there, standing by the Lycan's side, but people soon began to remember her identity. She was an alpha daughter of the Chicago Pack, who somehow managed to be born an omega.

They sense the strange magic coiled tightly beneath her skin like a restrained storm. “She doesn’t smell like us,” one of the elders murmurs. “She smells like power,” another answers. I bare my teeth slightly, a silent warning. The murmurs die. Rieka arrives late. Deliberately. She wears silver and white, Luna colors meant to remind the pack of her status. Her chin is high, her expression controlled but her scent betrays her. Fear. Jealousy. Rage. Good. I raise my hand, commanding silence. “Today,” I announce, voice carrying effortlessly, “we begin a bond of protection and claim.” A ripple moves through the crowd.

When the strike came, she dodged it, and cornered him. Then, suddenly, her claws flared. It wasn't the usual claw, not the type to be hidden. It came out blazing molten silver, big enough for the smallest pup to see from the upper level. The warrior staggered back, shock evident on his face. Then, the little Omega rose, her shoulders rising with her, eyes glowing violet. The crowd erupted in shock. Some were amazed, while others wallowed in unbelief. “Impossible! That's not happening!” Cael hissed in shock also.

Alex hasn't finished speaking yet, Amora has cut off the sentence he is about to say, Alex can only surrender and obey his mother's wishes but Alex thinks, is he able to fight the demon creature? "Okay, mother," Alex said resignedly, Amora left her alone in the room with an angry and annoyed face, Alex is sitting thinking hard about the choice to head to Mount Abbáddon where there is a half demon tiger and half python creature named Chimera, Chimera itself is an animal that came down from hell, the animal is assigned to guard Mount Abbáddon, a mountain that has lots of fresh fruits, various healing plants, very clear river water to poisonous plants.

“Ali is getting her Kass fix. Dom is…Shouldn’t you know?” “One of his restaurants below up somehow in Colorado, so he stuck up there,” Jase replies. “You’re right. I momentarily forgot about that,” Ryder says. “I doubt I’ll be able to drag my wife away from her nephew, so what about your husband, Luci?” “Already with his brother,” Lucifer says. “Good now, on to business,” Ryder states. “Carson is a Damned Forsaken and has been feeding information on the Ravagers, C.H.A.O.S., and Tempest. He has been brainwashed. The good news is we can use him to our advantage.

Jay and Adolf were on board and the latter waved to Megan and Dennis when the door opened enough and he came out to greet them. "Wait, we're going in that?" it suddenly dawned on Megan. "But isn't it a little conspicuous?" Well, more than a little actually, she added in her head but didn't mention it. "The Chariot is a fully functioning Olympus station," Dennis explained. "It houses every facility and resource present here in the building, which as you already may have guessed, won't fit into anything smaller." He chuckled at his own attempt at a comic relief. "But don't worry, it's stealthy."

Wasn't waiting to be hurt. I thought of Kael. Of the poison. Of the first life's bitter end. I thought of Elara, raising her pup in the south. I thought of Cassian, alive and whole, his hand on my shoulder. And I thought of myself—Lyra Moonwood, Omega, sister, survivor. I stopped at the edge of the cliff, looking out over the valley. The river sparkled below. The forest whispered. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled. I tilted my head back and answered. THE END

They stood there, trading sharp, witty remarks back and forth as if they were old friends rather than total strangers. For a few minutes, Aurelia forgot about the laboratories, forgot about Subject A-01, and forgot about the terrifying power sleeping in her blood. She was just a young woman laughing in the sunlight. Then, a sudden, sharp gust of wind caught the collar of Aurelia’s tunic, pulling it slightly to the side. The stranger’s eyes dropped downward for a split second. There, tracing up along the side of her neck toward her jawline, were the faint, intricate silver markings—the unmistakable genetic signature of a Chimera weapon.

"But here's my advice—talk to him. Jebediah. That's the only way you're going to get the answer you're really looking for." He paused. Something cold passed over his face. "But I'll tell you this much." Anna sat up straighter, every nerve suddenly alert. "What is it, Emmett?" "A Silverback Chimera is a fusion beast. Something that bends the laws of the supernatural world. It's not just rare, Anna—it's a deviation. Something that shouldn't exist by the rules we all live by." "Why's that?" Emmett didn't answer. He just sat there, the silence stretching, his hands clasped tight.

They’d seen thousands of beautiful women throughout their lifetimes, and still, none were enough to peak their interests. A petite redhead female knelt before them. She really wasn’t much. She looked like she had just a little too much time in the sun. Her skin was bronzed, and the patches on her cheeks proved she worked too many long days. “Masters.” She bowed her head. “I am Aurora of the Chimarian Tribe.” Chimeras were interesting creatures, but monstrous. After the discovery of the tribe, the immortals banded together to make them outcasts. They were abominations to the closed minded, but miracles to those that sought chaos. The Triad were neither.