Oh Oh Ophelia Novels & Stories

Yvonne's chest ached, making it hard for her to breathe. The words Ophelia once said had left her feeling extremely miserable. Yvonne sat at the table and sobbed. "Chelsea became what others have always dreamed to be because she didn't need any persona. She always shone the brightest on stage. Chelsea can lead her fans into a brighter future, and you'll only lead us into darkness and nightmares." Those were Ophelia's last words before leaving. Until now, her words haunted Yvonne like a relentless nightmare. It was like a projector that couldn't be switched off, replaying over and over that she was nothing compared to Chelsea.

I clicked on the most eye catching. 'Ola Smith having a mental breakdown at her company's party because of her ex-boyfriend, Phillip Folorunsho?' The beautiful model and managing director of OLAD company spotted unconscious but muttering a name called 'Phillip' which is the name of her ex-boyfriend. Could it be because of him she's having a mental breakdown? Watch video below I clicked on the video and it looked really bad. I can't believe I did that! I felt embarrassed, millions of people already watched that!

"No?" "I won't be your second choice. I won't be anyone's second choice." I pulled the servitude contract from my pocket—the one Elara had signed over to me. "This says I'm free. I can leave whenever I want." Kael stared at the paper like it was poison. Then he laughed—low and dangerous. "You think a piece of paper matters? You're an Omega in my pack, Lyra. You belong to me until I say otherwise." "The Moon Council—"

Eloise’ POV My breath hitched as I stood in the shadows, watching the young woman laughing with such unguarded joy. There was no doubt in my mind—this was Hyacinth. My Hyacinth. Her features were sharper, her posture more assured, but her smile… her smile was the same. A mother could never mistake her child, no matter how much time had passed or how much she had grown.

Because his eyes seemed to penetrate her soul, she bent her head further. When Hector reacted, Richelle released a grip on her head, indicating that Lycan and his son were leaving. Nonetheless, before they could do so, Amoux interrupted Hector— much to everyone's surprise. "Why is there an omega poppycock here?" he asked. Leah flinched; she didn't expect that he would notice her in such a negative way. There's a sharp knife that cuts her heart because she dreams of it... to be seen by him, but not in this way.

The employment Ophelia A mixture of emotions swirled inside Ophelia,excitement, surprise, relief. “What an Irony Ecca,my husband's supposed secretary and EX wife" she said,the sarcasm was obvious.And she let out a small smile.So are you the one In search of a job,she queried. Y-Y-Yes am the one I stuttered.

I must say this Kelly is not as simple she seems but who cares? Moving past her petite body, I nudged the door open and to say this place was small would be an exaggeration. It was simple. Just simple. "Kelly, who is it? I don't get why you are yet to close to the door..." Ophelia's voice boomed from behind me I turned around to look at her. She had an handkerchief in her hand and her eyes widened in shock. Damn right. You should be! PART THREE ~Ophelia's POV~

With powder and Jewelry, I bounced off a different person. "This scares me." Maeve whispered to my ears. She must've seen my stricken face. "I'd love to be cremated in this dress. I know I will never survive this one." I sighed as the smiles left my face. "It's our fate as Omegas," Maeve murmured.

Aria’s POV I was in the training yard behind the Cold Palace, practicing the stances Elder Cassius had taught me, when Olive came crashing through the gate. She was gasping, wild-eyed, her dress torn at the hem. “Luna!” she choked out. “Luna, I…” I dropped the practice sword and ran to her. “What happened? Are you hurt?” “No, I….” She bent over, hands on her knees, trying to catch her breath. “Market. I saw Claire. At a shop. She was buying something. Drugs, I think. For the Alpha.” Everything stopped. “What?” Olive straightened, words tumbling out in a rush.

"What? Diego, did you just say-" He interrupted her gently, repeating his words to ensure there was no misunderstanding. "Yes, Olivia. I want you to agree to the meeting with Santiago. * * * * Li-lah sat on her bed, tears streaming down her face, frustration and anger etched onto her features. The pain in her heart felt unbearable, as she replayed the hurtful words that had been revealed earlier. Her mind swirled with a mix of emotions, her hands clenched tightly into fists. It felt like her world was falling apart, and she wondered if the pain would ever leave her.