Oc Roleplay Novels & Stories

It was a roulette wheel with 15 prizes listed separated by three large groups; the first group was material prizes such as new tickets, cards and weapons of the highest level; the second group were intangible prizes such as privileged information and exotic powers that would become an ability linked to the soul rather than the body of each reincarnation; the third group only had two prizes which was related to the system world, OCC Card and Storyline Rewriting Card. OCC card is pretty obvious what it is, the character can act outside what was established by the plot. There are some worlds where the plot is so rigid that most characters have to abide by the plot, or they will be kicked out of

Bianca was strangling the girl. My eyes narrowed in realization when it hitted me hard that it was O.C on the floor. Anger course through me as visions of me killing them in multiple ways flashed through my brain. The color in their faces drained out when they saw how furious I was. They left her on the floor and backed away with fear written all over their faces They dared layed hands on my girl. O.C. O.C who was pregnant. O.C who was still grieving her late mother whom was buried last week.

Now that she was paying attention, its voice sounded more masculine. 'How did this happen?' 'You tell me? One minute I was sleeping so soundly and then you started to hurt me with whatever poison you took. I don't know what happened but the blue moon summoned me from the depths of my slumber....' 'Are we....are we an alpha?' 'No, we're Omega. But we are more powerful than any Alpha.' 'Oh-' 'You sound disappointed, why?' 'I thought, if the moon godess ever blessed me one day, I wished to be an alpha.'

Today was my 18th birthday. It's a very exciting day for a wolf. Your wolf can recognize their mate. (Most of the time) In my case this won't happen since I still haven't shifted. Nobody in my pack knew expect for my mother and my younger brother. I was the family disgrace which is why I am the packs only omega.

Displaying some rowdy words. [ analyzing host] [analysis complete] Host: Eduard Occupation: Viscount Cultivation: none Skills: none Mission: none [ True Strongest System opening rewards awarding] [ raising the cultivation of the host] [ ding! Host cultivation is now raised to a tier 1 knight] [ releasing host status] Host: Eduard Occupation: Viscount/ Knight Cultivation: Tier 1 iron knight (-> tier 2; 3 days) Skills: Rulers Command (system bonus skill)

He unconsciously reached forward and let his finger mindlessly caressed Nathan’s soft cheek. “Why didn’t you tell me… that you’re an Omega…?” Asked Chris softly. The shorter male immediately pushed Chris away as he glared at the other, “What are you talking about?” Chris put up his hands, indicating that he meant no harm to the other, as he explained, “The other day, I slept with you on your bed. I realised you smelled nice and sweet, like an Omega. You told me you hadn’t figured out your secondary gender yet. … Were you lying to me then?”

I frantically tried to take control. "Nice to see you Victoria," he growled. "No way this is Nicole, she doesn't have the guts." He began to toy with her. Vikki snapped at the empty air between them but he only chuckled. "Are you tired of being an Omega? Is that what this is about? Or do you hate being my f*ck toy?" He quirked with a smirk. She sprung at him, digging her nails into his back and her teeth into his spine. He jumped in surprise and growled loudly. He grabbed her tail and swung her through the air until she collided with a tree. She let out a yelp of pain when she thudded against the ground.

It was easier that way. Because whenever I had too much time to think, my thoughts always returned to the one thing I had spent years trying to hide. In this world, people are divided into three secondary genders. Alphas hold the highest status, gifted with natural strength and powerful suppressing pheromones. Betas make up most of the population. They have no pheromones and remain unaffected by Heats or Ruts. Then there are Omegas, the group society considers physically weakest, the ones who are often looked down upon and discriminated against.

Let's continue. Humiliation and praise. I love it when he talks dirty or praises me, so it's O. Discipline. Interesting. O. Orgasm control (including orgasm denial and orgasm on demand) It's an O, of course. Shit, reading this makes the itch between my legs come back. Hand job. It's O. Temperature play. Interesting. I've never tried it, but I think it'll be fun. N then. CNC (consensual non-consent). Huh, what is this?

They shifted colors as I watched, from deep crimson to molten gold to pure black. “You’re real,” I breathed. “Very observant.” He stepped out of the circle as if it wasn’t there, moving with predatory grace. “I am Oberin. And you, little artist, have invoked a contract with a high-ranking lust demon. Do you have any idea what that means?” I scrambled backward, suddenly aware of how stupid this had been. “I—the book said—”