O'le Novels & Stories

Levi. He walked back to where he had left his queasy chauffer about fifteen minutes ago. He got inside the sleek black Mercedes and sighed in despair. He felt angrier than hurt. The moment he saw the man at her house he left immediately. His eyes turned red and his blood boiled. He still remembered her small breaths and her heartbeat fasten when he pulled her closer. At that time every single part of his body wanted to rip off those classless clothes of hers and devour her, both flesh and blood. He still felt that now. He wished he would've just kissed and bitten those full luscious lips.

Just became a security guard, it was already sky high. “Your shoes are adidas? Cuih, a model like you wearing adidas shoes? How many KW? " The ojol was just silent, smiling. He didn't really want to wait on a prank like that, but he had to meet his wife there. His wife asked to be picked up, he wanted to ride the ojol, he said. He is different. His wife even really likes to ride motorbikes. He said, more romantic than a car.

“I’m not sure which one she is. Who is her father?” “He was called Colin before he passed away,” Aaron explained. “Seana O’Malley was her great-aunt.” “Oh, that’s right. Renny’s niece,” the old man nodded. “Beautiful girl.” Aaron said nothing, only stared at his grandfather, blue eyes narrowed in anticipation. “Well, my boy, if I’m not mistaken,” he began in a softer voice than Aaron had heard in a while, “it is the Seamus O’Malley family, the one that lives near the base of Mount Torc, that is protected as members of the Order.”

"It's not on the menu yet but it was Alex's recipe.” “What?” I looked at her surprised. "My Alex?" “Exactly. Actually, many dishes on the menu I have created with his help...” “Alex loves to cook,” Olivia explained, bringing a glass of water to her mouth “Who would have thought with him being so... Ogre.” Without leaving my surprise, I let Eva order my lunch for me. "And I thought that bars only served beer and... Glasses with peanuts?” Gena murmured next to me. I giggled at her unexpected comment, earning a wry look from her.

"For Cleo. For Cleo's mate." #

Moon Gods I love my pack. "Shh Alexa all will be fine," Brendon cooed rocking me back and forth like a child, "at least you now know your mate isn't a waffle." My tears now stopped leaving me with hiccups I look up to my cousin giving him a weak smile before whispering, "he is better. He is a waffle covered in syrup and smells like one too."

“Stop! Stop saying this, you don't get anything, there's more to it….” “Then for the sake of whatever matters, tell me. Tell me!” “It is because of ANTI, it means Antaleum Nagaxium Tilogydo Tiransodi.” “I thought no one knew what it meant.” “Who told you that? Haughter, right? Like I said, she doesn't know much, in fact, no one alive beside Aunt Joanna and me knows shit.”

0 ... just like Leo’s.

I forgot. Wait, wait, wait. Oracle wants the letter O for his sister's name. O ... Ophelia? I think that's a good name. Ophelia means helper. She will help anyone who needs help and be an angel to everyone. *** "The right one is mine, don't share it!" I gasped at Axe's rant. His gaze was fierce as he saw me nursing Ophelia on the right. I had a feeling he should still be at work. Why come home at this hour?

“I need a horse for my…for Stella.” Aaron frowned slightly, seeming to give the apple more attention than normal. Then he held it back, running his hand down the muzzle of the brown horse and holding out her lead rope to me. “Tiffany. That's what she's called.” — The adrenaline from the sprint hummed beneath my skin, beads of sweat gathered at the back of my neck. I ran my hand against Olarya’s dark fine fur, stopping to scratch the back of her ears softly. Her sides expanded and contracted with heavy, rhythmic breaths, the faint smell of sweat rising from her coat.