Marvel Oshtur Novels & Stories

If he did, Joseph would kill him! Ozzy took a deep breath and exclaimed coldly, “You’re bold, Harvey!” “You didn’t leave after offending the thirteenth young master…” “And now, you’re here causing trouble in Hearthstone Corporation?!” “So what if you have seventy percent of the company’s shares?” “Let me tell you something! This isn’t Mordu, and this isn’t Buckwood either!” “We’re in Flutwell right now!” “The high and mighty Flutwell!” “The waters here run deep. You can’t just do whatever you want here!”

The memory of the battlefield flashes in my mind as I quickly clutch my chest, glancing down only to see my chest has completely healed. “You can thank Oshmin for that,” Zarseti says, gesturing to Oshmin. I look over at Oshmin to see he is also bathed in radiant light…but it’s deformed. This gorgeous blue is wrapped up in tendrils of black and somehow, I know I’m looking at his curse. “Guess we won’t be needing the Orraikam anymore,” Oshmin says, looking off where a large pile of glittering dust lays in a pile on the ground.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

Chapter 2 Donovan stormed the Central Ward where Natasha, the mystery lady, had been placed under emergency medical surveillance in a bid to salvage her. His arrival at the ward was not without an entourage of cops who sieged the ward in their numbers and hoped to man the precinct from the roaming wolf and other intruders.

Stella said, teasingly. Stella chuckled. "Oh, come on. It's written all over your face. I think he likes you." "You are overthinking this Stella, he's just being nice to me." Stella smirked, "Whatever you say love, I'd see you tomorrow." As Matilda made her way to her room, she couldn't help but think about Alpha Marcus and the way he had looked at her. She knew it was foolish to even entertain the thought of someone like him being interested in her. After all, she was just an omega, and he was an alpha.

It’s a creature I have never seen before which is saying a lot since I have seen some crazy characters in my time. “Ash!” Tate yells but isn’t making a move to help his friend. I want to yell at him to do something but then another giant furry thing comes running down the road and heads straight for the odd wrestling match. This one looks a whole lot scarier than the thing Ash is wrestling with the thing though. It has scars all along its body and these eyes that could turn any man’s blood cold. It also looks a lot like…a wolf maybe but on some serious steroids.

"Run along now. I'm sure the type that you're looking for is waiting on street corners for you." Furious, he makes a move to reach me. I react on instinct and flinch back. However, nothing happens because Bell suddenly stands up and shoves him away from us. "Get a move on before I make you," she threatens him, unafraid and extremely cheesed off. I need to start appreciating my hot-headed friends more... Oliver's mouth falls agape in surprise, having not expected such a reaction from a female -- he doesn't know Bella Bensten. He glances from me to AJ, as if deciding, before finally leaving through the glass doors.

Severin had earlier used the Oculus Blade to kill Mohsin despite being five levels weaker, and Oskar believed that Severin could go toe-to-toe with those half-immortals if the blade managed to overcome the tribulation successfully. Relief, envy, and bitterness filled Oskar's thoughts. He felt a sense of accomplishment for being the person who unearthed a gem like Severin, and he would continue to hold Severin in special regard even if Severin became an immortal in the future. Needless to say, he was also envious, as he had never come across such freakish talent and aptitude for attainment. Severin had even managed to gain such a great reputation even after arriving in Midland.

He yanked my hair, dragging my head back as he whispered, voice dripping with venom, “You’re a worthless wolf that I use whenever I like. You are lower than a slave. You have no right to fight back. You have no right to speak. You are a wolfless, barren omega.” His words sliced deeper than his hands ever could. My chest tightened. Rage simmered beneath my skin, burning me alive. He finally released my hair, shoving me backward. I lifted my head, my teeth clenched. My fists trembled at my sides as I whispered, “Reject me then.”

Shit, I wanted to run my tongue all over that place. I noticed the dark marks on his right shoulder and that they reached down to his chest. But instead of a burn, it looked more like a birthmark. “Marky...” I breathed excited as I watched as he finished undressing and got into the hot tub and sat next to me. “Tell me, Livie.” he smirked as he pulled me towards him, leaning my back against his chest. “Marvelous body you built overnight.” He started to laugh and it didn't take long for me to join him.