Inside Out Oc Novels & Stories

In my family, I'm the only son in my household who is raised on an installment plan. Because in this family, my parents refuse to raise a useless child. When my sister wants concert tickets, he just has to help Mom sweep the floor once, and he gets them. When my brother wants to install a gaming setup in her room, she just has to give Dad a quick shoulder massage. But me? Every time I need money, I have to sign an IOU. Over 18 years, I've accumulated a drawerful of IOUs, piled together like a thick ledger. And because asking for money feels like the ultimate humiliation, I gradually learn to live frugally. This summer, I work three jobs and scrape together enough to cover my college t

Inside is a single sheet of paper with a chilling message: "You are being watched." Mary Lou's heart pounds in her chest as she looks around, suddenly feeling exposed and vulnerable. She quickly unlocks her door and steps inside, bolting it behind her. The joyful warmth of the evening is replaced by a cold dread. She clutches the letter, wondering who could be behind it and what they might do next.

“I need your help, Mr Kian. My stocks have been seized and I can’t access my company card and benefits. I just want my family….” The door flung open and Paul walked inside with four security personnel. Shockingly a young girl walked out from behind Earl. She had beautiful eyes with dark chestnut hair, “Mister, please help my papa,” her soft voice came out barely above a whisper. A thick silence enveloped my office space while I stood still. She reminded me of Daphne, so much that I tightened my fist. It took every ounce of self-control in me not to visit Gex-luxury since I returned to the human world.

Standing tall in the uniform, the youngest packs Alpha in history. Eyes as cold as winter, beside him stood Rhea, Radiant, perfect and Victorious. Ronan stared at the screen like it had punched a hole through his chest. Now, as an Omega, all his emotions are written on his face. “He looks, “ his voice fading. “Different.” I didn't answer because the man on that screen barely resembled the boy we had known. The warmth was gone, and the reckless grin and stubborn devotion had all been washed away. Rhea made my heart ache as I looked at her.

I would be a fool to let them take my money to support someone else. … When I returned home after meeting with the bank president, it was already 11:00 pm. The house was completely dark, and no one bothered to check on me even when I came back so late. They were all fast asleep. I stumbled in the dark while heading back to my room. As soon as I opened the door and tossed my handbag onto the chair, I heard a piercing scream. Surprised, I hurriedly turned on the lights. I then saw Madeline crouched by the cabinet where I stored my jewelry and watches, her arms thrown up to protect her head. She was wearing my jewelry around her neck, ears, and wrists.

the question rumbled inside my ears. Like an ominous drum that brought something I didn't want to see. I clenched my fists and drank another drink without even breathing. I didn't want to answer, because I understood what he meant. They were the sacrifice, for Billy, the Omegas would be disposable. Any hunter knew it, it beat in all their hearts. But the worst thing was, it also beat faintly in mine. I had that thought too. Only when I was drunk I could see it clearly, because I didn't hold back or hide the things I didn't like about myself.

“Dadalian naman natin. Sige na, Myra. Gawin natin sa loob.” Ano ang gagawin nila rito sa loob? This place has nothing but horses and manure and fresh excrement. In short, this place stinks! I tried stretching my body. I did not wait for them to enter before deciding to go out. And as soon as I did, what I saw got the hell out of me. There’s a boy pinning a girl on the wall and their lips are pressed together. For someone who haven’t seen such erotic scene before, maybe it is natural for me to react as if I am getting killed.

At the start of graduation season, my boyfriend took more than two hundred photos of Madison Vale. Chase Whitman was president of Westbridge University’s photography club. He knew how to find flattering light and how to coax people out of stiff smiles. Madison stood beneath the maples outside the library in a white dress, her graduation cap tucked under one arm. “Am I taking up too much of your time?” she asked. Chase checked the last few shots and smiled. “You make my job easy.” When it was finally my turn, he barely looked at me. “Stand by the tree.” He clicked the shutter twice and lowered the camera. “Done.” I stared at him. “That’s it?” He turned the screen toward me. In one photo my ey

The next second, Kovoc’s gun was out, no hesitation, no sound except the echo that followed. The intruder crumpled. Kimberly flinched. The smell of gunpowder hit her throat, sharp and metallic. Kovoc’s expression didn’t change. He holstered the weapon and turned to her. “I told you,” he said quietly, “everything I touch breaks.” She rose slowly, meeting his gaze. “You think killing people will make me leave?” “I think it will make you see what I am.” “I already see you,” she said. “You’re a man who forgot he could be anything else.”

Six years ago, when Adom got the results back from the doctors, he couldn't process what Omega said. His mom was an omega, and he loved her dearly, but he also saw how omegas still got treated in this society and how it was hard for them to find a good job. They even had to watch out for alphas when they were in heat, or they could be attacked.