Novel Oasis Novels & Stories

The mark looks final and binding in a way that should scare me. But it doesn’t. “All set,” she says with a small smile, filing the paper away. “Enjoy your time at Obsidian Oasis.” I return the smile, nerves crawling under my skin, and walk toward the doors. The guards open them without a word. I step inside. The world on the other side swallows me whole. Red and blue neon lights slide over naked skin everywhere, bodies moving, touching, worshipping each other like temples. The music thrums low and sinful.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

Audrey said, closing her eyes as the stasis-mist began to fill the chamber. The first dawn on the new world—tentatively named Novus—was a silent explosion of violet and pale gold. As the twin suns rose over the horizon, the blue sands of the valley began to shimmer, vibrating with a high-frequency resonance that caused the bronze-wood hull of Aethelgard to hum in a low, minor key.

The rose parts are around the core center of her back that disappears into her vest. Getting up, I tuck her into her duvet before leaving the warehouse to sit on the field outside. It’s already past 10pm, and the weather outside is warm and favorable. It also feels like something that deserves a smoke—to my brother, at least. He and Oasis are positioned side by side on the field. While he is lying on his back and smoking, Oasis sits with her knees drawn to her chest and hands wrapped around it while staring at the moon. She’s also the one who cranes her neck to glance back when she hears my footsteps ruffling the grasses.

Ada pulled the girl through the ticket checker and through the entrance gate while Chase and the other guy—their bodyguards, obviously—followed them closely. Ada pointed at Mount Oasis. "Are you seeing this? Look at how tall this mountain is! There's a stream and a waterfall, and these slopes are blanketed with absolutely beautiful flowers! They are all so gorgeous!" Then, as her nose picked up something, she exclaimed, "Gosh, what a delightful smell! It's… waffles!"

I simply swiped the application closed, permanently muttering the notification alerts. Outside, a blinding, heavy sheet of white snow began to fall aggressively, the howling wind burying the lower estate in a thick, unyielding shroud of mountain ice. The Eternal Frost had officially claimed Oakhaven. But inside Villa 09, I took a slow, deep breath of the warm, clean air, looking over at Caleb with a cold, ruthless smile. The world outside was dead, but our ark was just beginning to thrive.

Aina I can hardly believe that I am finally able to enjoy my honeymoon in the place promised by Osborne, far away from home. Initially, I was overjoyed at the prospect of a vacation, but it later occurred to me that there truly is no place like home. The ambiance here is unlike anything I have experienced before; the expansive sea, the sandy shores, everything about this destination feels new and refreshingly different. Osborne embraces me from behind, playfully nibbling on my ear. "You always do that," I laugh, and he chuckles in response. "Well, I cannot bear to be a moment without you in my arms," he quips.

“He has not; I forbade him. But I have had enough of it, and now I go to him, since he, being in service, cannot come to me. I intended to ask of you and my benefactress a refuge for this maiden while I went to Rashroff alone; but since you say that it is safe everywhere, I will take her. She is curious, the magpie, to see the world. Let her look at it.” “And let people look at her,” put in Zastar. “Ah, they would have nothing to see,” said the young lady, out of whose dark eyes and mouth, fixed as if for a kiss, something quite different was speaking. “An ordinary puss, nothing more than a puss!” said Sir Novoveski. “But if she sees a handsome officer, something may happen; therefore I chos

They were heading to one of the abandoned warehouses at the back of the little town. As they drove, Sebestian couldn’t stop thinking about that amazing smell. He had never been that caught off-guard, and it made him feel things he had never felt. Was this his smell? He had never believed in something like fated pairs, and he thought people were just exaggerating with the stories and how you would know by smell that someone was your mate. Now he was questioning those "made-up stories. This smell was one of a kind, and he had never smelled anything like it before. Was this his smell? And where did it come from? His alpha was very happy with the smell, and he wanted to know who that smell belon

It was as if the very essence of the oasis permeated his being, filling him with a renewed sense of energy and tranquility. At the heart of the oasis lay a shimmering oasis nestled amidst the rugged terrain. A hidden gem, the area beckoned him with its tranquil beauty. The crystal-clear waters mirrored the cerulean sky above, reflecting the passing clouds and the majestic peaks that encircled the oasis. Its calm surface invited Chai to approach, offering solace and respite from the demanding journey he had undertaken.