Kryptonian Oc Novels & Stories

The latest news about Kieran Lornn was that he became the last member of the Seven Geniuses of Krystalline Academy and he was not even that well-known to be a strong Earth Kryst. Is it possible that he repressed his power over the earth for so long? How did this young man grow so much in a matter of time? "My lord," Agor said, snapping him from his thoughts. Ylano glanced at his right hand man. "What are your orders?" Ylano fixed his gaze at the brown-haired woman at Kieran Lornn's right side. Her hair was disheveled and reached just past her shoulders and her eyes told him that she was not to be underestimated despite her average build. A sword was sheathed at her side, the design was nothi

“Seriously, is there anything better than dating a lycan king?” She bounced out of the room, leaving him alone again. He walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, stepping under the hot water. He stood there, letting it run over his face, his shoulders, his chest. Brittany didn’t love him. He knew that. She wanted the status, the power. She dropped his name wherever she went, made sure everyone knew who she was with. It wasn’t about the money; it was about what being with him meant. The name Darian Cain was legendary. The most ruthless and cruel Lycan King who ever lived. That’s where Brittney was digging. While the money was good, Brittany was but a simple Lycan girl in over her he

I was the family disgrace which is why I am the packs only omega. But let me explain something first. My father Alpha Jasper Knight was a kind alpha. He thought of everyone as his equal no matter what your official rank was. But that all changed the day he passed 15 years ago. When my mother Luna Esther Knight stepped up as alpha I was made the pack slave. My job was to cook and clean and do whatever the pack members wanted me to.

Chloe screamed and burst into heartwrenching sobs. Stepmother rushed forward to hug Chloe, her heart aching for her daughter. “You knew all along… Hahaha… you knew!” Damian had gone mad. Laughing like a lunatic, he gathered all his strength into a claw, aiming to strike the pup in my arms. However, Kaeren moved with lightning speed, intercepting the blow with a single swipe. “How can an Omega stop that?” Damian stared at his own hand in disbelief. He had spent years mastering countless techniques and powers enough to rival a Silvermoon Alpha.

Dencio managed a chuckle and decided to introduce his daughter to us. He cleared his throat before speaking. "This is my daughter, Clara. She's my only child since her mother passed away too soon." He turned to face Clara and continued, "They're the people I've been talking about. This is Sophia." Mr. Dencio pointed in my direction. "According to what people in Hildart believe, she's Eros' secretary, but the truth is, she's Luna in their..." He squinted his eyes, trying to recall the term "pack." "Luna of our pack," Beta Algie interjected, briefly scanning the surroundings to ensure no one in the mansion could overhear him.

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.

But modesty is still valued in the human world, so we know to cover up. “Alpha Scarlett.” I hear a familiar voice call out. I turn to see Alpha Connor running towards us. “Alpha Connor. Good to see you. Just wish it could be under better circumstances.” I say to him. Alpha Connor is closer to my parent’s age than to mine but wasn’t mated until he was a bit older, so his pups aren’t yet old enough to take over his pack. He may not be a spring chicken anymore, but he’s still one hell of an Alpha. And he has the handsome good looks of a matinee idol with piercing blue eyes, a strong, square jawline and salt and pepper grey hair.

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

God. The Lycan King stepped out from an adjoining room, a towel slung loosely around his waist, his damp hair falling over his forehead. Droplets of water trailed down his bare chest, accentuating the sculpted ridges of muscle beneath. He looked like a god—tall, powerful, and breathtakingly lethal. I had imagined a king in his late forties, someone graying and battle-worn. But Zane Valerian Blackhowl was young. Too young.

I order by princess, today I’m meeting Nikolai, head of the Italian mafia, he got a job for me, rescheduling again would lead me to be out of the job, one time a coincidence, twice he’s making fun of me. “Ten! Devil, we never sleep by ten” she replies while whining behind her laptop, she had her day off today, and although I’d love to stay in and baby her all she wants, I have a job to do, I can’t have her staying awake the whole night typing at her laptop while watching animal planet. She have a history of crying when the baby lion died, being killed by another predator, she’s so pure and light-hearted, crying over mother nature, she’s my opposite but I have no plans on letting her go. “Yes