Luffy X Oc Novels & Stories

He pushes, making me walk, and then all of a sudden he pulls me to a stop and says, "Stand there... Don't move!" I am then blinded, once more as more bright lights seem to be focused on me. I then hear another voice that seems to echo and then there is a hand sliding through my hair... "Here we have a real beauty. She is a rare Lycan female fighter and was mated to an Alpha... She is full of fight and will give anyone a run for their money!!" I sway a little as I continue to fight whatever drug they seem to be giving me. As he continues,

Liam, Zak and Leo are sitting at the table laughing hysterically, drinking some brownish colored drink. I walk toward Liam whose eyes light up. He pulls me onto his lap as he kisses my cheek. I don’t know how everyone feels about this public display but no one seems to mind. “Here, try this”. He hands me his glass. I smell it. It smells like sweet oak. I take a tiny sip. It burns but is SO GOOD. I take the rest like a shot.

“This body is not ordinary. It carries the magic of fabrication. It feels otherworldly.” “This is a grave accusation.” Caine interrupted sharply. He turned and addressed Silas. “You expect us to trust the interpretation of an old charlatan?” Fake Logan faced Silas as well. “This is becoming disrespectful. We are both leaders here. You cannot expect moon valleys to accept the judgement of this man.” Silas chuckled softly. “Since the beginning of time, Lycans have been stronger than werewolves.” His eyes locked with Omega Logan, and he continued. “This is a matter already settled, because everyone knows that the omega's claim is absurd.”

I think that if an Omega has not been found then Lycans are bound for extinction and there is nothing that can be done about it. “Come on man, this is our time. Get excited!” “You seem to have gotten over a certain Beta female quick.” Han points out. Ash has had a thing for one of our female betas since we were kids but I didn’t feel a pull to her. He didn’t either but she was pretty and sweet to him which was enough for him to want her. When Han came I think he hoped another member feeling the same as him for the girl would convince me to change my mind. I didn’t. The girl is nice and would be a perfect fit for any group but just not ours.

As the enemy soldiers desiccated into thin air, I heard my name coming from within me; “I made your wish come true, now I will reap my payment.” The low base of the roar sounded familiar, but up until the sky split open with the brightest beam eradicating the opposing army, it did not dawn on me that that was the doing of the Lycan Beast. As the enemy soldiers desiccated into thin air, I heard my name coming from within me; “I made your wish come true, now I will reap my payment.”

"I hope so as well," Amara said. "What do you want to do next? I mean, we already watched two movies. If you want to watch more than we can but do you want to do anything else other than that?" Nicolas said. "I am not sure what I want to do but I don't feel watching TV anymore. I need to discuss what I am going to do next with you. I just can't sit here all day long. I obviously have to work," Amara said.

“I think I will pass. I don’t make a habit of forcing myself to like things that taste bad.” His lips curved like I had amused him. He didn’t move closer, but his presence pressed. “I’m Lyon Vanigar,” he said, offering his hand like it was supposed to mean something. “Lycan Ruler of the Centruid Pack.” I stared at his hand for a beat, then took it only because not doing so would cause a scene. “Ria,” I said shortly. When he pulled away, his touch lingered against my skin far too long. My brows furrowed. He wasn’t hiding what he wanted. At all

Behind me, the sounds of laughter echoed around me, but I couldn't find it in me to want to enjoy it. Closing my eyes, I inhaled deeply, expecting to take in the smell of the ocean, but instead I was met with an odd smell that made my body come to life. Curious about what it was, I began to move, following it until I found myself near a large dune, and there he stood. He looked so damn handsome standing there in the moonlight with his hair blowing about. "Asher?" I called, unsure of whether or not I was imagining it. "Happy birthday, little lycan." He smiled, making his way towards me. "Sorry, I'm late."

When my tongue flitted out to trace the seam of her lips and tangle with hers, she crumbled. So easily, we could be swept away on the currents of desire raging through us. Whether it derived from uncovered desire or an infatuation with mystery, I did not know. I couldn’t find it in myself to care, either. The world didn’t know yet, but Maise and I were long past needing an eclipse to learn the truth of the lycan and the runt.

"He seemed quite confident in his assessment." Alaric's joy radiates through every point where our bodies connect, his hand caressing my abdomen with reverence that makes my breath catch. "A daughter," he whispers, awe evident in every syllable. "A princess for the Lycan throne." The image forms between us through our connection – a little girl with my silver-blonde hair and Alaric's amber eyes, the perfect complement to her remarkable elder brother. Our bond hums with shared excitement, the vision of our future flowing with a clarity that makes it seem tantalizingly real despite months remaining before its fulfillment.