Gothic Oc Novels & Stories

' Oceana thought. Lord Benedict removed his face from her in-between and was about to shove in his dick when Oceana eyes produced the deepest shade of gold color, and the force behind sent Lord Benedict to the ground.

curdling screams then muggling ******* brought on by the first belly stab falling to her knees looking up shocked mouth gaping eyes wide grinning glance steady holding holding holding the belly cut a cacophonous modern dance of agony followed by rapturous convulsing ******* that went on and on and on get a bat she implored she is a real ******* movie star the Greta Garbo of ***** a dark jewel a must have a hell wife goddess of dread a ******* *** genius my best girl ever fused by desire we kissed like **** loving catholic priests in adoration of their savior young boy *** castrato hitting the high notes she looked up with desperation eyes with glittering tears and said are you my black knigh

I quickly opened my eyes and Ryker was just about to put his hand on my shoulder. "Did you find it," he asked curiously. I nod my head and grimace. "It was Ozcar, he's more hideous than I remembered," I mumble in disgust. I moved from under Julith and glanced at her peaceful face. "I'm going to go and confront him in the human realm, watch her for me, please Ryker," I sigh, and Ryker purses his lips. "Be careful, Ozcar is a master necromancer with the dark," he mumbles. I chuckle and pat his back.

Her sobbing has become more painful now; Miss Clary and Alexandra are both wiping their own tears, and Liam can't believe what he is hearin "I tried to explain. I didn't use any suppressants! I am a late bloomer! Why can't you accept my fate? Why do you dislike omegas? Then they say, Because omegas are weak and pathetic are only good at spreading their legs, they don't want a whore in their house. I can't believe my mother's words; they are calling me with name

Sara reported. “Hugo is at work. He works until four or five on Fridays normally,” Rocco said once we stepped outside. “Where does he work?” I asked. “A brothel near Calabogie.” “I know it,” I said, looking at Sara. “You’re free to go.” I turned to Rocco, undoing my alpha aura. We got back into the car and drove just over a half hour to get to Hugo’s place of work. I was familiar with it as that was where we got our wolfsbane darts supply, which would explain how the rogue was able to obtain them.

Gramson nodded lightly and walked out. As soon as Gramson left, Gabriel snapped his finger and lit all the candles in the room, and even the fireplace caught fire. Just then, something came to Gabriel's mind that after jumping from the cliff that night, something touched him in the river and has since become a big eye mark on his neck. At first, the mark was red, but now it has turned pitch black. ***************

Her breathing started to stop. Then he released her. "You'll be confined to your room from now on," he said. "Ok" Her lips were trembling. He leaned on her neck, took a deep breath and began to take off her scent. Her scent was driving him crazy. He became intoxicated. It was the scent of his blood that was pressing his mouth. He put his hand over his mouth and barely backed away. "Go from here…Go" he roared helplessly. "I don't want to hurt you please go" He was helpless and backed away. He was restraining himself with his hands on his mouth. This desire had never been so strong before today. This girl was very special.

he asked as gently as he could, feeling worse when the guy flinched. "I was walking back to my place after a night out with some friends when I come across his scent, it was like nothing I had ever smelt before" Steve said with a shudder, remembering the way the scent of crocuses and lavender and Pure Omega had wrapped around him and dragged him down the street. "I followed the scent into an abandoned house, a vampire den, I almost ripped the place apart until I found the door down to the basement. He was there, trapped in the corner. He was the most beautiful man I had ever seen" he whispered around the lump in his throat.

Frantically, Owen threw up his hands and feet in order to prevent from drowning in the water. The Lycan who stood up from the rocking chair and was torturing Owen through the red light coming from his extended right palm, slowly wrapped his fingers into a tight fist and tugged it in a downward motion causing Owen to drown further. The Lycan knitted his arched eyebrows together as he tried to drown Owen. His clenched fangs parted away, as he hissed, "How dare you break into my territory, huh?!" His angry, spine-chilling growl echoed in the surroundings. This 8 feet tall figure of the Lycan belonged to the great Lycan Lucas.

Backing up a step, he swallowed harshly, his Adam’s apple bobbing, as his eyes widen with terror. CHAPTER 2 The ogrism eyes were yellow and cold. Its entire front was stained with blood, and from its mouth hung a limp human arm. One look into the monster's eyes and Abednego knew this was the thing, it was the exact creature, that had wished to kill his earlier. There was no way Abednego could think of that would hide the fact he saw the ogrism in front of him, his fear was too vivid and much too obvious. Dropping the arm from its mouth, the ogrism's