Muzan X Oc Novels & Stories

"Alright, Omega, you first. Drink." The omega’s eyes widened, darting between the cups and the faces of the rogues. He looked terrified. He reached for a cup with a shaking hand, his fingers brushing against the cold earthenware. He hesitated, then, with a gulp, lifted it to his lips and drank deeply. His face contorted for a fleeting moment, then relaxed. "Well?" the brute demanded. The omega coughed, a dry, raspy sound. "It's… it tastes awful. But… I don't feel anything yet. No pain, though."

My healing backfires; sealing the wound with her fingers which gives her more grip as she lifts me up and tosses me against the arena walls. Leaving a chunk of my stomach in her hand. I pump as much energy as I can to my stomach, sealing it before I've lost too much blood but by now that shouldn't really be a concern. I've already lost too much blood. I'm getting dizzy. “How are you not dead yet?” She roars, “why do you always heal? What sort of freak are you?” “I'm a beta, you're an Omega, you're not supposed to even heal from that. You're nothing Amelia!”

And she sat on the ground screaming in severe pain. "Excuse me, princess. You are right.' Muzan got angry at his haste, bowed in shame and asked the princess. "By whose permission did you come after me. How many times will I explain that it is not your responsibility to protect me? I see any danger moving towards me first." She gritted her teeth and spoke angrily as she endured the pain in her toe.

"My Lord." "Did you get it?" Draven kept his gaze on the beauty that was Chicago. Despite the scantiness of the question, Marcus understood the Lycan was referring to the footage from the ice cream parlor. "Yes, my lord." He promptly responded. "Destroy it." The command surprised Marcus at first. He'd assumed the footage would at least be stored, since the Lycan had specifically asked that it be brought back. On further thought, however, it made sense that Draven wouldn't want something as destructive as proof that a Luna had been assaulted by an alpha daughter existing in his territory. With his super strength, Marcus crushed the flash drive.

Nudity was a norm in werewolf clans. Just when I was about to turn, he drove his foot into my stomach, and the force propelled me off balance. My heart hammered in my chest, and the pain shot through my body. I winced, feeling the granules of sand grating the skin of my elbows as I fell to the ground. My stomach tied itself into knots as I was shoved into a cage of fear and despair. "Never turn your back on your enemy, Alpha Moon," the man said in a voice that held a heavy tone of mockery in it. "Didn't the last two assassination attempts teach you anything?"

He smiled at her. “Yes. All these years, it was locked in the box. Think of it as a parasite. There was no organism for it to leech off of. And now it is outside its confinement but too weak to draw energy from the surroundings. It needs a vessel. So we are safe…for now.” Xenos gently flicked the hardcover open and looked at Jasper. “Does that answer your questions, your majesty?” Xenos purposely added the salutation ‘your majesty’ to sweetly ask Jasper to shut up and let him concentrate on the task.

"Mu Ziran is a master at the Intermediate Human-Immortal Level, but he can't even withstand one strike from Chu Xun. That's terrifying." Mu Ziran's handsome face was badly mutilated, and his eyes were flashing with shock and fear. Chu Xun crushed his self-righteousness with one move. Was Chu Xun afraid of the Assembly of Immortals? That was just his imagination. The masters of the Draconian race and Zombie race were so frightened that they were trembling. Chu Xun destroyed the master at the Intermediate Human-Immortal Level with one strike. They were just at the Initial Human-Immortal Level, so to rush up was to die.

Zinnia gulped nodding her head. "Yes, I can't stand this, whenever you touch her, it hurts me not just emotionally but my wolf is hurting physically too, I can't stand this pain. I am an omega, you know we aren't strong enough to endure our mate being intimated with another woman and even marking her." Dante stared at her silently, he sighed raising his hand to touch her face but she stepped back avoiding his touch which didn't fail to anger him.

I needed him to believe me, I didn’t want Zane to see me as a monster too. “I know you, Raz. You still call me to kill the roaches on your wall” Zane said, his voice earnest, pleading. “I know you didn’t kill Marcus, I believe you. But they don’t. The pack is baying for blood. They’re terrified. An Alpha killed just like that… It's unheard of. They need someone to blame, and…” He gestured helplessly. “It all points to you.”

As soon as I was about to climb on the platform, someone grabbed my arm and I turned quickly in anxiety - thinking it was my love since I had missed him more than life itself but my smile faded when I saw who it was. “You shouldn’t be here.” It was Pamela, urging me to stop. “It’s already too late, babe. I want to do this for him.” I said calmly. “Are you sure it is worth it?” She rolled her eyes. “Look at you, you are already so weak, can you even stand one strike?” For some reason, I didn’t see worry in her eyes. It was as if she was here to discourage and mock me. “I will be fine, Pamela. Besides, I’m doing this for a greater cause. By the time I’m done, I will grow from being an Omega to