Oc Scenarios Novels & Stories

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.

Mia and the young man had been secretly working together for a long time. They’d used the businessman’s trust to steal money under fake pretenses: renovations, gifts, investments. At first, he hadn’t noticed. But when accounts didn’t add up, he grew suspicious. When Mia realized she was caught, she and the young man made a plan: find an outsider to take the blame. If they could make it look like Mia was involved with someone else, the businessman would focus his anger elsewhere.

« Putain… » cria-t-elle en s’agrippant à lui, perdant peu à peu pied face à celui qu’elle n’aurait jamais dû approcher. Mais comment résister à l’héritier Santiago, celui qui obtient toujours ce qu’il veut, sans jamais hésiter ? « Xandeeeer… » « Dis mon nom ! » « Xandeeeer ! » « Mon nom complet », murmura-t-il. « Alexander West Santiago ! » Et à partir de ce jour, elle devint sa plus grande faiblesse. Jordan Monroe est la première fille, longtemps cachée, de Rowan Monroe. Toute sa vie, elle a vécu dans l’ombre du nom puissant de son père, traitée comme une étrangère au sein de sa propre famille. Tout bascule lorsqu’elle intègre la prestigieuse Lakeside Elite Academy,

The evening was chilly and silent, the sun hung on the horizon, slowly setting and the breeze that blew in was cold, causing goosebumps to form on the skin but Omar didn't bother to get up to shut the windows. He laid on the bed, staring up at the ceiling feeling torn and exhausted and alone and all round broken. These past few days had stretched him emotionally so much so that he felt used. He felt like he couldn't do anything right and to think that all these drama happened in only a week, if a medium had told him that his life would be spun recklessly this way in such short time, he wouldn't have believed.

Cause touching our neck or crossing our arms is a form of self-soothe. She's uncomfortable with something. I keep a close eye on Sunny for the rest of the conversation until Scout decided to open the tunnel ourselves. Minnie offered herself. While waiting, I'm running multiple scenarios in my head as to why did Sunny did what she did. Was she uncomfortable with the topic? We were talking about families so maybe something is wrong with hers? Or is it just the setting? Or maybe she's nervous it's her first mission. I completely lost track of time, I snapped out of it when I heard a loud bang followed by Minnie's scream. The whole building plus radius 100 meters shakes.

She's the one doing the dishes. "Tomorrow is the due date," he suddenly said. Leah stopped the plates she was washing and turned to face him. "What do we do now?" She asked slowly. "I also don't know, I'm just so worried right now," he said. "Marco will never take it easy with us, he might do something drastic," Leah said in fear. "I'll just find a way out," Sebastian muttered. "How? Hailey and Jaime don't even know about this" "That's the best. How do you expect them to react? Especially, Hailey, she's done enough to be bothered about this. It's my duty and I have to find a solution to this" he said.

I rolled my eyes, “Cut that off, Father. You're taking me out and you're paying.” Soon enough, we were walking out of the company's building to his car. A clean black SUV, Father loves SUV. We were in the car when I said to him, mainly because I was getting really troubled about it, “Can we perform that ritual again?” Eric stiffened, he slowly turned to look at me, “Did something happen?” He asked and I sighed. “No, I just want to be sure the matebond was cut and my wolf cannot be sniffed out”

TAYLOR’S POV Oscala scanned the place, quietly and then he looked at us. “That’s sound isn’t real. This place isn’t real. Like I told this id a mirage. A very a good one. They really want to keep people out. We need to keep moving. No matter what you see and hear and feel, ignore it. It’s not real. “AHH!!!” The scream came again, my heart skipping thousands of beat. I gripped my chest. Oh my poor heart. I looked at Oscala. “Its going to be hard to pretend I can’t hear that.”

Jaosna answer. The Omega nod. "it's alright. if they're both going through something, it's better if we don't dwell into their discussion." Jaosn butts in the Alen nod in agreement, understanding that all best friends will at least fight every once in a while. though, Allen still senses that something isn't right.

Then she added, “But if you ever lie to me again, I’ll reprogram your nervous system to feel every spark of guilt forever.” Carl grinned. “Deal.” Meanwhile, Ophelia and Tobias sat under the bleachers near the empty sparring arena. Ophelia tossed a data chip between her fingers, brows furrowed. “We’ve faced the Phantom twice now. What if there’s more?” Tobias glanced at her. “Paranoid much?” “I’m not paranoid,” she shot back. “I’m logical. No one seeds a backup program without at least three contingency plans.” “Fair,” Tobias admitted.