Green Lantern Oc Novels & Stories

When the strike came, she dodged it, and cornered him. Then, suddenly, her claws flared. It wasn't the usual claw, not the type to be hidden. It came out blazing molten silver, big enough for the smallest pup to see from the upper level. The warrior staggered back, shock evident on his face. Then, the little Omega rose, her shoulders rising with her, eyes glowing violet. The crowd erupted in shock. Some were amazed, while others wallowed in unbelief. “Impossible! That's not happening!” Cael hissed in shock also.

I was afraid he was going to say something to Kian. The next turn of events shocked. He stretched his hand towards me, “Here, take this! You need this to heal faster.” Beta Paul dropped an ointment in my hands before walking into the Alpha’s room. I quickly hid the ointment but my heart could never forget the kindness he showed me that day. The sound of my door closing jolted me from my thoughts. “Apologies ma, I knocked but got no response,” Linda said calmly. Readjusting myself on the chair I asked,

Maybe he was just better at hiding it. Shirt went on, pants went on, leaving only a delicate silver circlet – set in the middle by a black onyx gemstone – as nowhere to be found. I spent a panicked few minutes rifling through my drawers while Dornell looked on, concerned, before finally, with a gasp of relief I unveiled it, hiding among my underwear.

When everyone saw the grey veins on Xandar’s body fading, and eventually returned to his original green color, they were still not relieved because that only meant the poison was now in Lucianne’s system, and the grey lines on her arms and legs were getting more visible by the second. When the last of the grey lines vanished and cleared from Xandar’s body, Lorenz checked Xandar’s heart rate, which he said was picking up, and his breathing was nearing normal. Lorenz removed the tube from Xandar’s arm and Lucianne’s hand. He then started measuring the Oleander in Lucianne’s system with his indicator, hoping it wasn’t as high as he predicted since she said she could heal from it.

Alpha Lana's connection to the Sapphire orb surged to unprecedented levels. The raw power coursing through her veins made her tremble with an overwhelming force. In a single, thunderous clap of her hand, the ground quaked beneath them, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield. Soldiers were thrown off their feet, their weapons scattered, and their will to fight shattered.

Soheila came back as she forgot what she needs to do before leaving with the Green Gold Grape. “it's back! It's back again!” Soheila had her Invisible Cloak on that's why no one could see her. She plucked out one Green Gold Grape and took out a Recovery Pill for spirit beast. Soheila told Firezha to move closer and she looked at the injured Black Leopard. Tears flood down to its eyes as it looks at the Green Gold Grape that was floating in the air. Firezha loudly cried when humans were about to come towards them.

I could barely make out the words. “…. blood O+…” “…. clamp…” “Nina! Stay with me!” Wyatt was the clearest as it came directly into my head. My eyes were glowing green as everything had a hue around it. Every slice he made, my body worked at healing it. So much that it made the doctor work harder to keep me open to find my baby.

Returning to the table, he placed the lantern in front of her before taking his seat again. "Here, you can turn off the lantern. It's a special gift I received from the frontal pack for a complicated reason. They claim it's a lantern that never turns off. The light cannot be blown out, so as the great priestess of the frontal pack, use your divine powers to turn it off," he instructed, holding the cup in his hands while Lilith gazed at the lantern with teary emerald eyes. Chul stared intently at her as she averted her eyes back to the lantern, then down to the table, her expression filled with sadness.

--- GREYTECH Private Bunker – Lily’s War Room Far away, in a secure, black-glass chamber of the GREYTECH network, Lily’s team was finalizing preparations. Holographic maps shimmered across the room, casting light over faces set in grim determination. Witches, warlocks, Lycans, and rogue agents—all had answered her call. The insignia of her network gleamed on their armor: silver branches over twin moons, a symbol that had become synonymous with both fear and hope.

"Do you need us to call Ashton here, sweetie?" "Um no." I said, wiping a tear. "We- we broke up." The room became quiet. "Caleb," dad said. "Bring the shovel. We've got... some business to do." Caleb nodded. "Yeah, we do." And that, ladies and gentlemen, was how I gained a hatred for forest green eyes. But hey, I read somewhere that only 2% of the world's population had green eyes, so there might be a very little chance that I see another one again.