Oh Ophelia Novels & Stories

Ophelia hissed as she looked down at the jagged scar on her thigh. "I despise her for doing all of those things to me, and I despise this scar for reminding me of how cruel fate and the world are. I despise this scar because it reminds me of how ugly my childhood was. And I despise how ugly it has made me!" Ophelia hissed, closing her eyes tightly. Onyx's jaw clenched slightly at her word. His palms gently grasped her face and pulled her head up to look at him.

He asked and I nodded, my mind absent from my surroundings. Ophelia is pregnant. But how? .

They found Ophelia even before you did," she revealed. I clenched my fist. "However, I will help you ruin the Alpha's mermaid." I nodded in satisfaction and my eyes sparkled in excitement. "Ophelia changed so much, isn't she supposed to be an old woman?" I asked before I could stop myself. Tabitha sighed. "She isn't supposed to be an old woman. She is supposed to be dead right now, but she was reborn." "Reborn? Is that even possible?" I asked.

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.

Ophelia stood at the gate. Envelope in hand.

the maid whispered hastily, lowering her head further as a sign of apology. Ophelia released a brief sigh, her irritation gradually disappearing from her face as she redirected her focus to the window. For a brief moment, she gazed at the garden, clearly lost in her thoughts. "Make sure to closely monitor her," she eventually stated. Inform me if she engages in any more... peculiar activities. The maid nodded, moving backward towards the door. "Yes, madam." After the maid exited and shut the door, Ophelia rose from her seat, her lips forming a wicked grin.

she said, coming to the realization. Ophelia and Maria exchanged glances again, confirming Raven's suspicion. It seemed that Ophelia sought to use her blood to maintain her own youth and extend her life. “You're right. I am dying,” Ophelia admitted, a hint of sadness in her eyes. “This is my chance to gain immortality and live for centuries to come.” Raven felt a mix of emotions - sympathy for Ophelia's desperation and anger at the lengths she was willing to go to achieve her goals.

Ophelia, my mother grinned at me, as I smiled at her back. Ophelia sat on the couch beside me, crossing her legs to express elegance. She couldn't stop smiling at me. She was wearing a bright, radiant red dress that almost felt like a fiery fire. "Surprised?" She asked, holding her cheeks. "I almost forgot that you were a former model… mother," I said.

, Damon asked. “Take it off. Please” “Who are you!?” Damon said louder. “Make it stop!”, she said tearing the headphones from her ears. “Who are you?”, Damon sled one last time. Ophelia regained herself before replying. “I am a Xylnn”. Ophelia had expected that after telling Damon what she was, an iota of realization would set in but it didn’t. “For an Alpha, he isn’t all fireworks upstairs”, Bre commented.

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.