Library Oklahoma Novels & Stories

Hayes saunters into the sitting room to give Charlie a peck on her cheek. “yes I know” Charlie, could always feel the expectancy of her mother, it was like she had never truly gotten over the loss of her only daughter, and so she wanted to see both Vicki and Charlie in one person, too bad Charlie wasn’t having that. Two years after the death of her father, they left New Orleans, to start over, and now eighteen years later they’ve returned, it’s even become worse now she is closer to Vicki.

Elder Summers looked into my eyes as I approached. "She's just like Samantha." I said quietly. "Yeah, where do you think Sam learned it from? Matilda loves that girl like her own child." Elder Summers nodded. "Goddess help you son, these Omegas are trouble." he added with a teasing glint. I nodded in agreement. "But they are more than worth it." I answered and he grinned. "That they are."

Before I can send a gesture of gratitude towards them, the clerk intones, “People of the state of New York against Katelin Akirdnach. Appearance, please, counsel.” “Blake Heely, Assistant District Attorney for the people.” “Roselyn Arahoz for the defendant.” I said, standing up once again. “Are the people ready?” McCarthy asked Heely, not lifting his eyes from his desk. “The people are ready.” Replied Heely. “Is the defendant ready?” McCarthy’s voice was almost a whisper, as if he was bored with the same procedure. But I just kept up with the flow.

Everyone waited with hopeful anticipation, wanting to know how he would explain this to Amber, who clearly appeared upset and confused. Zack turned to his friends, seeking support in their gazes. However, all he saw was confusion on their faces. Emily, who had been looking down, felt increasingly pressured by the situation. The “omega” label that Amber had placed on her for so long continued to haunt her thoughts. Although she was the daughter of the Alpha, that small and powerless feeling remained firmly attached to her.

Kathrina POV "Hey, I've really missed you, Kath!" I heard Caroline squeal the moment I answered the video call and her face popped up on my laptop screen. "Hello, I missed you too," I said, waving at her as she grinned from ear to ear. "You haven't thought of paying me a visit, hm?" She asked, a frown pulling up on her face. "We didn't relocate to somewhere really far. We're living in Oklahoma. I've told you our address countless times. Mrs fox bought a nice house in the Blue Dome district," I refuted.

“I have to admit that you impress me, Jake. I can see why you’re so good at your job.” He seemed pleased by her comment. “Never let them see you sweat.” He leaned up on his elbow. “Are you going to tell me what all this OKJ talk is about? I finally figured out it stands for „Operation Keep Jake‟ but can’t understand what it means.”

“We were in the gym, about ready to go to our next rotation when the sirens started to blare.” None of them had said much of anything that wasn’t completely necessary while they were walking, but now that there were no red lights anywhere near them, Rain felt slightly more inclined to talk. As far as she knew, the only threats out here were wild animals. This was some sort of no-man’s land, a buffer between the countries of Michaelanburg and Oklasaw that neither one of them could afford to claim and reincorporate into their own country. As far as Rain knew, most of the people who lived in Oklasaw were uneducated women, some of the descendants of those who hadn’t wanted to come south when Mic

Please please, keep going! I held my breath as my phone let out a ‘ding’ sound. I slowly open my eyes and peek through a decent hole between my left palm. I look down at the online picker wheel, mentally praying for the result to be ‘keep going’. You’ve got to be kidding me.

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.