Dxd Ophis Novels & Stories

, Damon asked. “Take it off. Please” “Who are you!?” Damon said louder. “Make it stop!”, she said tearing the headphones from her ears. “Who are you?”, Damon sled one last time. Ophelia regained herself before replying. “I am a Xylnn”. Ophelia had expected that after telling Damon what she was, an iota of realization would set in but it didn’t. “For an Alpha, he isn’t all fireworks upstairs”, Bre commented.

she told him. ​ Achilles looked grateful as he took the book and started reading through the pages. “Is it worth reading into more about King Xaveris’s dragon and abilities?” Achilles asked Helga. She shook her head, “No, I’ve read every material we have available on King Xaveris, maybe try and concentrate on texts about Dhampir’s with familiars though, we don’t have much research available, they are so few and far between,” Helga sighed. ​

I said and started to pace up and down again. “Levi, breathe. Talk to me, tell me something,” he said. “Something I don’t know.” “In 1986 Lake Nyos in Cameroon exploded,” I said and he started to laugh. “1700 people died from the degassing of the 1.6 million tons of carbon-dioxide that was released and the cloud that formed was a 160 feet high.” “Shit, that’s terrible,” he said. “What else?” “The largest living organism on the planet is a honey fungus in Oregon. It spreads across 2.4 miles in the Blue Mountains,” I said and sat down. “This isn’t helping.”

she croaked tauntingly. Xander got enraged to the core, shifting into his huge beast. This time, his speed and power were at their peak. Fire seemed to be roaming around him, and there were red pairs of wings spreading out from his back. He grew in size and all his muscles popped out. His eyes were burning like a lake of fire. "You are another hybrid from Lena's pack, too?" I saw the fear in Diane's eyes as she muttered those words, fluttering her eyes as she rested on Xander.

Dorian Grimaldi. The dense forest beckoned me with its verdant embrace, my paws propelling me forward with relentless determination. The ethereal breeze whispered through the towering trees, tenderly caressing my sleek fur as I dashed through the underbrush. A symphony of sounds enveloped me—the rustling leaves, the melodic chirping of birds, and the distant echo of my wolf's triumphant howl. Each step I took sent a thrilling pulse through my veins, heightening the adrenaline coursing through my lupine form.

Xander's joyous expression immediately fell, and he ran around the pack, asking everyone if they had seen me. Dahlia hurried over and admonished him. "What are you doing, Xander? Ophelia is a wolf-less werewolf, so who cares if she's gone? Why are you so desperate to find her?" Xander had always treated her tenderly. But for the first time, he shoved her aside. "She's not gone. Ophelia loves me too much to ever leave me," he stated. Then, he ran to the pack's clinic to find the healer.

"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.

TOMMY . . By 11 p.m., I should have been with Gerard, but Dr. Foxen’s threat and my own damn curiosity had dragged me here—an abandoned building in Surfridge, near the LAX cargo line. Mason's background check said Dr. Foxen was once a famous medical doctor. A Beta who’d written many medical works on Alpha and Omega biology. If he’d been a Dominant Alpha and didn't kill a patient from a powerful family, the world would’ve worshiped him.

He turned him so his face was directly facing me. "Now. Why. Did. You. Touch. Her?" he commanded, his voice laced with anger and authority. "He wants to kill her." he whimpered. And then Ozymandius bought his hand which now had claws and dugged them straight into the monsters neck. The monsters breathing became harsh and within seconds he turned into ashes. I coudnt believe this. Ozymandius was a monster. I burried my face into Alexander's chest and it was not long before I started crying.

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.