Lamb Oc Novels & Stories

◇DON POV◇ I planned a surprising trip for us, I already knew that lamb met damien, but I didn't understood why she hided about that matter with me I thought she'll say to me but she didn't said, I know very well that she can handle anything, but for me she is still a little lamb according to me no matter what I wont let that guy to approach my little lamb, we had dinner peacefully, she is watching the sea and sky while sitting on my lap

— That's better, isn't it? — Thanks for the lamb. — She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. — I couldn't bear the thought of eating it. — You have a tender heart. I understand. — What if you didn't sell them? — Francesca, Ravazzani lamb is prized throughout Calabria. I can't keep them as pets instead. That's not how the farm works. — Could I have one? — She blinked at me, her beautiful eyes adoring and hopeful. “Yes,” I said, unable to refuse. I would give her almost anything if she looked at me that way. — Pick one and I'll let the team know.

A massive, thick cloud of grey soot erupted from his plate, billowing up and covering Alaric’s white tuxedo in a layer of greasy ash. "COUGH! WHAT IS THIS?!" Volkov roared, standing up and knocking over his wine. "FIRE!" someone screamed. "It’s not fire!" Alaric yelled, trying to wipe the ash off his suit, which only made it smear into a muddy grey mess. "It’s just... it’s the chef! JEAN-PIERRE!" I stepped out from behind the pillar, looking horrified. "MON DIEU! Ze lamb! She has exploded! It is ze 'Dragon Style' lamb! A French delicacy! It represents ze passion of ze merger!"

I slowly pulled myself up and stared at the beach, the waves were roaring and there were a couple of people surfing now. “Aren’t you going to join them?” She asks me. My brows creasing as I looked over the lighthouse, “I have a crazy idea Merry.” “What is it?” I travelled my eyes back at her, “Let’s head to the lighthouse.” She looks surprised, “What?!” “Cortèz didn’t say anything about not allowing us to head there.” America stares at me reluctantly, “Are you nuts? What would you even do there?” “I want to see the deity, Olca.”

Granted my look put fear in grown men, but she was here with one of my men, so she shouldn't be afraid. Whatever, I didn't have time to placate some scared little virgin afraid of her own shadow. "Katarina." "Nice to meet you Mr. Lyon." I looked at Jared with a raised brow. I hope he knew what he was doing bringing this lamb into the Lyon's den. I couldn't make out much of her body because her tiny frame was shrouded in a hoodie that looked three times too big, and her legs were encased in I guess...skinny jeans, and her feet shoved into what has to be the oldest pair of chucks I've ever seen.

she whispered and I nodded. "As long as the flight leaves in the next few hours, go ahead, sweetie." Troy added. We looked up at the board and I heard Stacy gasp. "London?" she asked and I looked to see that the flight for London left in an hour and a half. "Perfect." Troy agreed and kissed her softly.

2 years ago. Crystal Have you ever heard of a lamb? Not the one grazing freely in the green lands along with its herd, the one who has entire land to run freely and rest under calm sky. I am talking about a domesticated lamb, the one which is used from time to time. Sometimes for fur that carries great value in the market to weave goods for protection. The owner feeds it until it earns him profit. But the moment a crisis occurs or the owner turns short of resources, he makes harsh decisions. To make up the needs and greed, he shoots the poor creature and sells his meaty flesh to the highest bidder in the market.

Lambert suddenly stood up, grabbed Odelia's neck with one hand, a choking sensation overwhelming her, causing her vision to blur. Terrified of death, Odelia struggled desperately. "Please... spare... me..." Lambert abruptly released his grip. Odelia fell to the ground, coughing violently. As she looked up, she saw nothing but murderous intent in Lambert's icy eyes.

Oceans p.o.v. Gregory doubled over as if in pain, before I could react he had transformed into his shaggy brown wolf and was howling to the sky "Gregory, what's wrong?" "Ocean, it's Desert and Lanna they went into the forest and didn't come back and now Sky cant contact Desert" fear settled deep in my stomach "I'm on my way" I rush over to Gregory "Gregory, come on we need to go, Lanna and Desert need us"

I murmur as he places my plate in front of me. I grab my fork and press it into the tender lamb. Juices pour from it, igniting a hunger I've never felt. Kade doesn't serve himself. He takes his glass and eases back in his chair once more. I lift a piece of lamb and put it in my mouth. Much like the wine, the flavour of the lamb catches me off guard. I feel my pupils dilate. I know it's expensive to farm animals. They take up hectares of land and use litres upon litres of water. I shouldn't be tasting it, yet it is on my tongue, changing me forever.