Oh Oh Ophelia Novels & Stories

She had flown in from Texas before dawn. Without saying a word, she walked straight to Henry and Rosalia before embracing them both. “I’m so sorry…” That was all she could manage to say before breaking down completely. Not far away… Ophelia stood alone beneath one of the ancient oak trees overlooking the memorial garden. Unlike everyone, she was dressed in a white dress instead. She didn't enter the hall. She couldn’t. She watched everyone laugh and cry, but she couldn’t even get closer to them or sympathise with them, the guilt of what she did weighing on her chest.

I enquire and they both say “Nothing.” “If you’re talking about nothing, then why are your lips moving?” I joke. Jocasta starts moving to the door, “You need to stop with your dad jokes, they’re not even remotely funny.” Ophelia stays behind and is staring at a picture on her phone. She looks sad and broody. “You okay?” I ask. “I honestly don’t know,” she says and puts her phone in her shirt pocket. “Anything I can do to help?” I want to know.

I could tell tenacity when I saw one. And at that moment, Ryker was looking at me with eyes filled with tenacity. He was going to kill me. "Say goodbye to father and mother, when you get there," Ophelia said with a scornful laugh. I shuddered. "Please..." I begged and cried. "Let me go," I added. "Let me have the honor." Ophelia stepped forward with a jar. I watched as she poured the contents on the floor, in a clean circle around me. My heart began thudding erratically against my chest. Was this how I'd die?

Ophelia froze, wincing, expecting to hear the loud cry she had come to hate so much. But her daughter stood up, finally looked up and met her eyes. “M Ma.” She called with a wide smile that revealed her pink gums and two bottom teeth. Ophelia found herself smiling back. She stretched her arms out and began to walk towards her daughter, but the oddest thing happened. Olivia took a step, and her legs shook a little with her knees bent. Ophelia gasped as she watched her take a second step still. “Come, come.” She clapped excitedly. Olivia did not look up as it seemed all her attention was on taking her first steps.

Keyleth chuckled, proceeding to stretch her lips into a broad smile. Stella let out a nervous chuckle, pushing a piece of her hair back. “Thank you…Lord Ol—” “Just Oliver, princess,” I caught a stray strand of her red hair in between my thumb and index finger. “Oliver.” Her hair felt the exact way it looked, soft and silk-like. I let the strand curl around my finger, before releasing it. Keyleth's lips parted, and I was close to moving towards the edge of the room. “Would you go riding with me!?” Stella blurted. And then, like she realized what she just said, her eyes widened a fraction. Keyleth at her side, looked like she was using every ounce of energy she had to keep from laughing.

It was only Ella, who was in the middle of wiping her tears, who suddenly froze when she saw the background of the video. On the big screen, Ella was sitting leisurely like a princess in front of a beaten middle-aged man. Since the light shone directly on Ella, everyone outside the screen could see her expression clearly. She was enjoying the situation. Her overly sweet voice sounded throughout the entire venue. [Your daughter is a pet of mine. I understand how upset you are. It's a loss for me that she died too early. I don't have any pet to spoil anymore.] Ella stood up, her face was pale.

On the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, the two men who cherish me above all else are absent. One is Vittorio Luciano, the only son of the Luciano family from the east, while the other is Carlos Gambino, the heir to the Gambino family from the south. This is a matter that could easily be settled with a few words, yet they try to think up all sorts of excuses to brush me off. "Anna, a gunfight has broken out at the port to the north, so I really can't step away." "I have to hold a family meeting with the elders. I can't skip it." However, the two men have barely hung up on me when I see them appear beside my adopted younger sister, Liliana Siciliano, at her coming-of-age ceremony. The

I whispered, my voice hoarse from shouting. “No, I can't leave you!” he replied fiercely. “I’m not going anywhere without you” “Listen to me!” I said, as we backed each other. "I can survive on my own, Mia won't let me die, just go” I instructed" Reluctantly, Michael nodded. “Stay safe, Olivia,” he said, before turning and disappearing into the woods.” Just then, I felt a sharp thrust on my side. a sharp scream escaped my mouth, I gasped, stumbling as blood soaked my clothes. Everything became blurry, and I fell to my knees. Strong hands grabbed me roughly, pulling me to my feet. I was captured.

but it will never stop me, stop me from biting their necks off and watching them scream and shiver in agony. “Ha ha ha ha …... they are so pathetic. “Your majesty you needed not to do that, you could have just compelled them to let us go.” One of the only sirens caught, Ophelia says, the little protection my father said I needed. I do not hate Ophelia, she is cute and highly organized and most importantly she is really strong, she is a bit too morally disciplined, but she adjusts well when she is around me. “Oh, Lia should not worry about me, I am okay.”

She already had much on her shoulders already and she wasn't ready to add to it. "Hmm," Ophelia hummed in response, stopping herself from pulling her daughter into a hug. She removed her eyes from Hazel, staring at the man behind her. The color of her eyes dimmed a little, glaring at Theo. How could she forget the man that almost risked her daughter's life?!