Dinosaur Oc Novels & Stories

“What’s with that thing that you can slap my hands for that—” “This is a dangerous one. So don’t touch it.” “Is this related to something that could kill my life?” He nodded. “Yeah.” His eyes widened as he looked upon his watch flickering in a red colored light. “I gotta go.” “W-Wait! I still have many questions—” “Save those for later. I’ll pick you up after school.” “Hey! Wait! I will skip sch—” And again he just disappeared in a speed of light without me seeing him. I don’t know what’s happening to Doom but it’s really concerning me. Plus the fact that I still have many questions about him.

“Did you finish your history outline?” Caelan’s eyes cut toward mine—sharp, tired, too old for his face. “Half. Then Haku attacked me with a dinosaur.” Haku lifts his chin proudly. “It was a T-Rex.” “It was a plastic lizard,” Caelan mutters. “It was a T-Rex,” Haku repeats, like that settles it. I scoop cereal into one bowl—one—and add fruit because I’m a responsible adult who sometimes remembers vitamins. The kitchen smells like toasted rice and coffee, and for one tiny moment, it almost feels like we’re normal.

Maryann appeared with a bag of snacks and water bottles, which Nikolai stowed in the footwell. "You all have fun," she said, leaning in to kiss Pascal's forehead. "Happy birthday, sweetheart." The drive to the Velmore Natural History Museum took forty minutes, and Pascal talked for thirty-seven of them. He recited dinosaur facts he'd memorized from his books, asked whether they'd see the new Triceratops skeleton exhibit, wondered if the gift shop would have the Spinosaurus model he'd been wanting, speculated about which dinosaur would win in a fight between a Stegosaurus and an Allosaurus.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.