Gacha Club Ocs Novels & Stories

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."

, he couldn’t even bother reading my text. “Are you even listening?” Liam said, pouting. “Yeah, I am,” I said, “the omega you met at the club.” Liam frowned. “What?” I arched my brow. Liam scoffed. “You were not listening.” “I’m sorry,” I said, “what were you saying?” As Liam began, my phone buzzed. A notification popped up. Gerard: Let’s meet up at your lounge. My heart tripped. Pushing my plate away, I jolted up, my chair scraping against the floor.

"You better. You have to make lots of money at the art fair so you can buy me something pretty." "If you're a gold digger you're barking up the wrong tree" My cheeks were almost aching from smiling. "The only pretty thing I really want is you." "Good. It's all I can afford. I could give it to you tomorrow night if you want, just me and you." I grimaced. "Oh, sweetie I can't. We've got the EOSC party tomorrow night. I have to facilitate." "EOSC?" "Yeah, that's a joke. It's a welcome back party. EOSC stands for End of Summer Celibacy. A lot of girls live at home during break, and their boyfriends are in a different city. They tend to build up a little libido over the summer."

One Moon Star Rank is rare in the whole Outer Realm. “You may now start bidding for the Blue Venemous Snake!!” “5 million gold coins!” “Woah! Starting with a high bid.” Lark Oz commented. “15 million gold coins!" “20 million gold coins!” “80 million gold coins!” “Woah! We're bidding higher and higher now!” Lark Oz commented with his loud voice. Not for long, the Sika Clan bid 1.5 billion gold coins that shook them and no one followed after. “I should have chosen to be a spirit beast— I mean, a Beast Tamer Master. A Beast Tamer Master!” Sirene repeated when she saw the tease eyes from her friends.

26 YEAR LATER: Alex, an Alpha and head of the most powerful, biggest mafia group in the city, entered the club like he owned the place. On his sides were his cousin, brother Mike, and friend Type, his two bodyguards. Alex was very capable of taking care of himself, but he knew he would always be a target.

MAY 2017 Crowded at the last event held at CLUB 20 Tokyo Japan. This is the last performance of the three for Ongaku Company which is their first Agency. It wasn’t a big event and it was just an ordinary performance for three. But as their contract ends here, they want it to be a nice and orderly performance. "The 80's to 90's night here at Club 20 Tokyo Japan!" Exclaimed Manager Maichael. "KAMPAI!" Lucifer said and cheered as well as Azza and Phoenix. "Cheers to forever young! Happy Birthday Phoenix!" Azza shouted and just wanted to bathe Lucifer with Sparkling wine.

It was a roulette wheel with 15 prizes listed separated by three large groups; the first group was material prizes such as new tickets, cards and weapons of the highest level; the second group were intangible prizes such as privileged information and exotic powers that would become an ability linked to the soul rather than the body of each reincarnation; the third group only had two prizes which was related to the system world, OCC Card and Storyline Rewriting Card. OCC card is pretty obvious what it is, the character can act outside what was established by the plot. There are some worlds where the plot is so rigid that most characters have to abide by the plot, or they will be kicked out of

"If I stay hidden forever, he wins. I want him to see me. I want him to know I'm not afraid." Cassian studied me for a long moment. Then he sighed—the sound of a brother who knew he'd lost an argument. "You're as stubborn as Mother." "I learned from the best." He shook his head. "Fine. But you stay by my side the entire night. You don't speak to Kael. You don't even look at him." "Deal." The Gala was held at the Moon Council's palace—a soaring structure of white stone and silver glass, built into the side of a sacred mountain. Wolves from a hundred packs filled the great hall, their furs and jewels glittering in the firelight.

Zayn started. “See!” Seamus exclaimed with a clap. “The Oasis isn’t an average club. It doesn’t just take in any Tom, Dick, or Harry.” Zayn jested with a smile, “You don’t look like you can enter either.” The retort felt like a jab to Seamus who jumped. “What do you know? I’m a prestigious Golden Black card member! I’ve spent a total of 900 thousand to a million dollars in The Oasis! Do you know how much that is? It’s nothing an average person can ever make in their entire life! Mr. Larson, I’m not looking down on you, but do you really know what The Oasis is?”