Octavia Goetia Fanart Novels & Stories

She was pinned against the wall, breathing heavily when I pulled away from the kiss. ‘’I want you, Octavia,’’ I said, searching her eyes. I could see the raw desires in them. She wanted me just as much. She tugged at my shirt, ripping the first button loose. Her eyes were fierce and inviting at the same time. I knew I was supposed to be avoiding her, but whatever drew her to me was too powerful than the both of us. ‘’Have me then, Mr Giovanni,’’ she whispered, her words sending shocks down my spine.

The woman who called to me in my visions. “Asena,” Kian speaks her name, lowering his head. She purses her lips. The woman then turns her attention to me “Morgan Faye Artos, I assume. The last witch of Andora.” Her gaze is heated, almost a glare and a look of disappointment flashed in those bright green eyes, but only for a moment. “You and I have much to discuss.” She pins with those knowing orbs before training them back on Kian. “And you Hunji,” she shakes her head “Well, that is between you and the moon goddess now. There is nothing I can do.” Now showing pity towards Kian, her eyes slightly softening.

Herne focused his attention back on the screen, "Who is leading them?" "Your old friend Matthias Ponts, or at least I thought so at first. Brace yourselves," She pulled up an image of what appeared to be a Female Frankenstein monster. Unlike the Hollywood version of the aberration, the female golem was shapely. Long angry scars along the neck and shoulders. Tiny bolts jutted out from the throat area but did not look out of place. The pale skin and mixed and matched eyes haunted warren. Archon flashed a picture of the wolf gigas he fought. "Archon thinks it's another gigas. I agree with him."

They all bowed their heads in agreement and Kal gripped my hand in his as he continued, “Octavia’s real parents are not the Lennox’s, they were the old Luna’s brother and his mate, who lived as rogues and died when Octavia was only a few months old.” He continued to lay out only the facts they needed, “The things that have been happening with Octavia, which Eathen is free to fill Elle on later, are associated with her birth mother’s heritage. She was only turned to being a wolf after she was mated to one, but was previously a witch.”

"Ashworth's son, which maiden have you been entertaining in my living room?" "Mother..." Deimon began, trying to defend himself, his Alpha pride slightly wounded. "Are you keeping things from me now? Tell me," Octavia leaned in, her eyes sharp as needles. "Is it Selene's girl?" Deimon tilted his head backward in genuine shock. He stared up at her, amazed by how she was able to guess so easily. "Hmm, that's more like it," she scoffed, stepping back and crossing her arms. "I can sniff the high priestess's genetic scent from anywhere. But her daughter? Deimon, really?"

“I guess I’m going to be arrested in this kingdom for being a wolf.” “This is wrong,” Octava said, turning to the officer. “Unhand them immediately.” The officer tried to pull off his aura as I scoffed. Then he looked at me. “Are you seriously laughing? You think this is a laughing matter?” I shook my head. “No, but you flaring up your aura in front of the princess of the lycans is laughable, especially since my beta’s aura is stronger than yours. Now tell me, what do you think the princess’s aura is going to flare like?”

Aíma, Órasi, Fos, Fotiá" "The blood of your guardian, Eyes of deception, Light of the moon, Fire of the sun. Craft me a key to undo the shackles. Craft me a key to unlock your locks. Craft me a key to release your hold. Blood, Sight, Light, Fire"

That was really good. ~ COSMO'S MANSION ~ ~ OCTAVIA'S ROOM ~ Octavia opened her system by going through G****e and searching for 'Sandy Adams. She wouldn't have gotten this far if she hadn't stumbled upon her picture on Atlas phone, and then she worked as Atlas personal assistant. Different names popped up on the screen. Sandy Adamss Sandra Adams Sandy Dams Sandy Adams.

He stepped back a few steps. “NO! I'm not! I can't be! I'm an alpha!” Adom lied. He didn’t want anyone to know his secret. What would people do when they knew? He wouldn’t be able to study anymore; he wouldn’t get a cute and pretty omega girl. This man ruined him! "B-but, your smell... you smell like an omega. I love your scent; you have to be.” Sebestian said this in confusion, stepped closer to Adom, and grabbed his arm again.

Faustina could not have the elders idolizing Diana for that little display of powers and she also couldn't afford having Ray second guess himself. "Oh, what powers could an ordinary Omega possibly have?" she scoffed. "It might be the powers she got from a witch. I saw some objects with her previously that showed she has been in contact with witches. She might have wanted to use the objects to cast a spell on you Ray, so that you will make her your Luna!"