Oh Oh Ophelia Novels & Stories

"I just want to be normal for one afternoon." "Then that is exactly what we are doing," Ophelia declared firmly. She reached over, setting my mug down on the side table, and gently took my hands. She slid them down, pressing my palms flat against the soft, tight curve of her belly. "No politics. No Oberon. No eclipse. Just look at this."

I said staring at their brightened eyes. “ Your wish is our Oath, your majesty” They all chorused at the same time. Whoever this is, should watch out. Just because The king is on the battlefield doesn't mean his Queen is unprotected. And when I finally lay my hands on this lady in black, I won't have mercy.

I looked at my reflection once more, my heart pounding inside my chest as the realization left me speechless. Madam Elise offered me her arm with a reassuring smile. "Are you ready, Miss Ophelia?" I took one slow breath before placing my hand in hers. "I'm ready.”

*Ophelia* “Ophelia! ‘Lose It All’ is number three on the charts this week!” My new manager, Daphne McKenna, calls through the studio, excitedly running up to me. She shows me her phone, and I pull the headphones from my head to around my neck. “Holy shit!” I squeal, jumping up and down in my seat. “This is insane!” “They love you, Ophelia!” David says, coming in with a bottle of champagne. “And we’re immensely proud of you.”

" When Yvonne ignored her, Quinn felt humiliated. She raised her hand to slap Yvonne, but Yvonne caught her wrist in midair. She glared at Quinn. Quinn might have bossed her around before, but Yvonne wasn't standing for it now. "Someone asked me to come back." "Someone asked you?" Quinn sneered. "Who would care about a deaf woman like you? Besides, so what if you're back? Marcus will be marrying Rachel soon!" Yvonne glanced at Rachel, who stood silent but visibly tense. "Well then, I should congratulate you. Thanks for picking up my trash, Ms. Sinclair."

When she was done, I had taken two steps back, my eyes closely monitoring her for any more outbursts. A few moments passed without any more from her. Ophelia hid my books in silence, but when she turned towards me once more, my heart tore in two, and I was ready to discard this plan altogether. Her eyes had become glossy, and her slightly parted lips told me that she could start crying at any given moment. “You know what, you’re right. You should have fun and experiment while you can because I am sure that the moment I’m out of this house, mother and father would have you married to a withered lord next.”

Ophelia’s POV: “Rhea Whitmore.” The name vibrated through the speakers. A part of me—the broken, deeply scarred part that still clawed at the walls of my mind—didn't recognize that name at all. That part was still hopelessly stuck in the bleak, terrifying past where I was just Ophelia. A helpless, recessive Omega tied down to the whims of the Vitale family.

Oh, fuck! "Oh shut up you stupid mutt I'm just showing him what he's missing!" Stacey spits out as she starts to kiss down my neck while unbuttoning my shirt, I feel bile rising in my throat again as she slobbers all over me and Zoe's growls become deafening.

I noticed even Ophelia have started to love the rain because whenever she sees a rain drop she gets excited and demands a movie night. I walk towards Ophelia's room and I peep my head into her ajar door. I smile as I see her sleeping figure, she's curled up in her pink and purple blanket and she's hugging her teddy into her chest. I close her door as I make my way back to my bedroom. Since Ophelia is still asleep I didn't want to wake her up because she's going to me grumpy as ever and I can't just leave her at home alone. I remove my phone from charging as I dial the only person I know I could count on. It rings a couple of seconds before a chripy voice rings my ear.

"That's strange. It's been three years since I used my mind link. Who are you?" "Athena," I replied, still stunned, as I paid no attention to Mr. Watchman's blabs. I began to notice her striking resemblance to a girl I met some years back. I was in doubt but I called out the name in my mindlink, "Princess Scarlett??" Her eyes widened in shock as we recognized eachother. "Are you okay, Tonia?" Mr Watchman asked her as the shock was evident on her facial expression.