Oc Descriptions Novels & Stories

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,"

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.

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POV: Callum It published at four. I was on my couch. Jaxon had gone home an hour earlier, not because anything was wrong, just because we'd both needed the space of our own walls for a few hours. The particular version of alone that wasn't lonely. The kind that meant you knew where the other person was and it was okay that they weren't here right now. The notification came through and I opened it. 'Real.' That was the title. Just that.

A sharp kick to my face sent me sprawling backward. My eyes burned as sand and dirt scraped against them. I gasped, my hand flew straight to my bleeding nose. “Who is your Luna?” Cynthia sneered. “I am no Luna to a useless omega.” I trembled, my body screaming in exhaustion. “Please, ma… I didn’t do anything. I am just a lowly omega.” She squatted and yanked my hair up with her fingers, dragging it so hard I felt my scalp pulling out, “An Omega that's mated to my man, my husband!” she hissed in anger before pushing my head back, “You're not innocent Omega, Daphne. Like I said earlier, I have heard about you!”

It was a technique that I had perfected as an only child since I always stayed outside my house without a key. The door screeched open, I watched the staircase and saw no movement so I went into the room and closed the door without making a noise. The room was very spacious with a very large bed in the right corner, it had a desk against the wall and there was a wardrobe to the left. The only window was open and from there I could see my house and part of the road. The wall in front of me was covered with a white sheet and that was very strange, I could not help but notice it, I wanted to know what he was hiding but I was paralyzed when I saw on the desk an identical copy of my infamous doll

Oceans p.o.v. Gregory doubled over as if in pain, before I could react he had transformed into his shaggy brown wolf and was howling to the sky "Gregory, what's wrong?" "Ocean, it's Desert and Lanna they went into the forest and didn't come back and now Sky cant contact Desert" fear settled deep in my stomach "I'm on my way" I rush over to Gregory "Gregory, come on we need to go, Lanna and Desert need us"

Cathy said. I nodded again. Wiped the tears from my face with the sleeves of my gown. After I reached the pack house Cathy and June started to explain to me everything. The omegas were living at the basement. And by basement, I am not talking about a regular one. It wasn't small at all.There were almost 10 to 20 rooms there. And a single room could hold 5 to 6 people. The younger ones who hadn't met their mates yet were living in those rooms. There were small ones as well for the families. I wouldn't say the environment was hygienic from any side. But this was how the omegas were getting treated. Like a slum.

In Zack's mind, there was no longer room for belittling or discriminating, especially against omegas. He imagined a more positive shift in civilization, where everyone was valued based on their character and contributions, not their position in the social hierarchy. Zack wanted to abolish long-standing traditions—traditions that often led to hazing and mistreatment of those deemed weak. Instead, he wished to introduce a more liberal and open system, where everyone had the opportunity to grow and voice their opinions.