Gotham Oswald Novels & Stories

Hence, under no circumstances was he going to allow Novemton’s Internal Affairs to wipe Wyvern Peak from history. “Sir, I’ve already received payment from everyone present, so please let me finish this last song and I’ll come with you.” “Looks like you’ve got a death wish!” Oswald yelled and proceeded to kick Franzen in the stomach, causing the latter to fall to his knees, trembling vigorously. Then, Oswald yelled, “Shut this place down!”

"He such a bastard," "Everyone knows that. Just ignore him and don't let him get under your skin," Came the reply and Onyx patted her back, crouching on the grass, and folded her legs. Gwen soon joined. "Oswald is a curious wolf. When he finds something interesting, he won't stop till he finds what makes that thing unique and in this case, I believe he wishes to know what triggered his wolf and why you drove him crazy," "He's destined to my childhood friend, I can't believe she never told me. I thought it was just a mare crush," Gwen uttered with her head lowering.

Oswald didn’t hesitate for a second. He pushed me behind him and moved toward them with lethal precision. In the blink of an eye, he was on them, taking them down with an ease that left me stunned. Amy, my wolf, couldn’t help but comment. “He’s sexy when he’s like this.” I forced her aside, trying not to focus on the fact that Oswald was incredibly dangerous. He wasn’t just the king—he was a force of nature. I rushed toward him, my voice urgent. “Wait, Oswald, wait! Let me figure out what they wanted before you—”

Zach said with a smirk, “That’s the best thing to happen. Now that we have set up the traps, we just have to wait for the other party to get trapped themselves.” Thomas smiled but remained silent. He picked up his cup and took a sip of coffee. “Well, this coffee tastes unexpectedly fragrant!” … At nightfall, one of the bosses of the three major suppliers, Oswin Wilton walked out of the office building with a wallet in his hand. Before getting into the car, he saw a thin-looking man wearing a pair of spectacles walking towards him. “Oswin, it has been a long time since we last met each other.” The man who was approaching him was Weiss.

With the help of everyone in Owen's team, his superiors, and field agents, the case with Reynard Mayer was finally solved. But Owen could not join his team when they were about to corner and capture the criminal who had caused a few individuals' death. Some were murdered, like Nathan Twain, Izzy's dad, and some had committed suicide in so much depression.

Louis said. “Kenlm Oswald is a person from the suburbs of Harley, not sure why he moved here later to live. He did have a daughter named Vera Oswald, who later changed to her husband's last name. However, perhaps we should interrogate Mr. Oswald to learn more about the victim." Giselle silently typed on the computer for a while before speaking. In the interrogation room of the Paris Metropolitan Police Department, the atmosphere in the room was a little tense. This time, the person who gave testimony for a man named Kenlm Oswald was Haven, but since coming to this police station, Mr. Kenlm has not spoken.

When he used this matter to threaten her later, she would submit to him for sure and become his wife. He thought about it, but he still looked shocked yet sorrowful. Okeanos said, “He died at the entrance of Wayne Larsen’s house. He was shot in the head. I heard that he was shot by another colleague but that colleague couldn’t be blamed. Martin was used by a villain as a shield!” Easton immediately said, “I’ll find my uncle and ask him what’s going on right now.” Three minutes later, Easton acquired the news. “Gordolf Goldman has been taken away by the members of the Divine Constabulary!”

he greeted. “Oswin, have you contacted those people I asked you to find for me yet?” Oswin Veta happened to be the young master of a prominent family worth tens of billions in the Imperial Capital City. Usually, he was pretty close with Ynes, and the boy could be considered her number one sidekick. “I have reached out to them, Sister Ynes. All of them are international hitmen and mercenaries I found after pulling all sorts of strings over the past few days. They definitely meet your requirements.”

Furthermore, whatever he said would be accepted as the truth. "That's not it!" From behind Matthias, Wyatt rushed forward anxiously. He looked at the assembled family heads behind Pierre and spoke up. "Ladies and gentlemen, you should recognize me. I used to be the Lowell family's butler. Oswald's kindness to me was immeasurable, yet he was set up and killed by his own father and his two brothers! "Back then, Oswald knew everything, but he still went to his death because he didn't want his family to turn against each other! So, even knowing the outcome, he willingly sacrificed himself!

"What about him?" The subordinate swallowed hard, his voice trembling as he glanced at the boss fearfully. "He’s dead, sir." The silence that followed was suffocating. The boss didn’t move or say a thing for several seconds. His fingers tapped once on the armrest calmly like the news hadn't shaken him. "How," he said at last, the blade at the edge of his voice. The subordinate shifted nervously, visibly shaken by how composed the boss sat. "We recovered what was left of him this morning near the old docks. He’d been missing for two days. Nikolai’s men got to him during the airport attack."