Oc Descriptions Novels & Stories

Thou shall kneel and kiss my feet! “Haera, mukhang obsessed ka na sa kabayong iyan,” Rio noticed, slightly scratching his head. In return, she giggled as her palm covered her lips that looks naturally wet, with moist similar to a morning dew. “The fur that as white as a snow, and eyes that looks like a deep blue ocean . . . ” I smelled menace in the awe drawn on her face. “So strange. Really strange.” The way she speaks, it sounds like a mad scientist who just got her favorite subject of experiment. “And every strange thing belongs to a strange person, Devon Hamian.”

Her sobbing has become more painful now; Miss Clary and Alexandra are both wiping their own tears, and Liam can't believe what he is hearin "I tried to explain. I didn't use any suppressants! I am a late bloomer! Why can't you accept my fate? Why do you dislike omegas? Then they say, Because omegas are weak and pathetic are only good at spreading their legs, they don't want a whore in their house. I can't believe my mother's words; they are calling me with name

Charlotte’s point of view: It was late at night, after I had settled in I saw it, I saw a group of people formed in a circular formation, they each had similar looks on their faces, they were in a corner, around the battle-field. Taking them off my mind, I walk towards the centre of the field and begin running round again, my whole mind was in a frenzy and I felt like letting loose, so I did just what I felt, my mind started becoming clear when I decided to give into my system, and I felt me changing, I felt my blood boiling, then my bones becoming more stable, everything in my system was changing I could feel it, I decide to take this time to learn to train myself to transform properly, I l

“But yours—” “Both of them are lit up,” I said, “What does that even mean?” “Truly, you have developed omega traits, but you still have your Alpha traits,” Gerard said, “which is weird, because my drugs don’t work this way.” Gerard began his medical gibberish about how Alphas and omegas have an extra part of the brain called something that sounded like what could summon a demon, how his drug altered that part and neurotransmitter, breaking genetic sheath—whatever the fuck that meant.

Said Annabel to Mara and Mara smiled upon hearing that but she never stopped talking. "The Yam-Yum. This is just like the om…" Annabel didn't know what was om, so she needed to ask. "Om? What's om?" She asked curiously. "Hmmm… om is another sex position." Mara replied to her as Annabel's eyes and mouth opened widely. It was obvious that Annabel was surprised.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

So pretty are you) "Dil chahta hai tumhai dekhta rahu. Ghanto tak. Jab tak yeh dil na bhar jaye. Dekhta rahu," his voice trailed at the end, his eyes soft, voice a murmur, "laikin bohot nafrat karany ka dil karta. Itni nafrat k yeh khandar," he tapped at the left of his chest where his heart was beating, "kabhi dubara abaad na ho skay. Hamesha nafrat karta rahu," Then suddenly his eyes became steely from softer and he abruptly left her face, an expression of disdain and contempt came across his face, "Dhoka deti hain yeh nazrain,"

He spoke. “Yes, I did.” I corrected him if I had read it correctly. “It says that the omega will always be a remnant, a pawn to fill up the herd and cause a mob. But not always will such a weak person be born because fate was not quite so generous to them. I told you, I read it and I do not understand anything.” “You said it exactly, not always someone is born so weak.” He said and repeated the sentence. “Now look for the answer to this doubt.”

It said, “Thank you for being the light in my darkness. I promise to do all it takes to keep the light burning brighter.” There was a hand-drawn heart shape below the text. Was this a dream? I asked myself as I walked around the room. The cupboards were stocked with different linens of expensive taste. How can an omega like me be mated to a king? I asked myself as I inhaled the beautiful scent in the room. I took off my clothes and changed into lighter linen after having a shower. It seemed like the perfect life I’d always dreamed of, but I felt guilty for the others—the other omegas. They deserved a better life too, including my mother. I had the rose beside me all through the night.