Omori Novels & Stories

"Main Karoon Toh Saala Character Dheela Hai Ho ! Main Karoon Toh Saala Character Dheela Hai-AAAAAA" the ending word turned into a scream as she noticed a large black figure standing in the doorway. Her eyes widened and heart beat increased and she felt her self shaking from the close proximity. "WHAT THE FU- omphhh" she was screaming in top of her lungs when the figure moved towards her with long strides making her curse out loud but it was muffled by a large hand on her mouth. The person held her her nape making her voice as muffled as possible.

"You're not alone in this, Aqua. We're family, and we'll get through anything together." Aqua said goodbye to her grandmother and headed to school. As Aqua stepped outside the gate, she saw Damon standing beside his truck, the sunlight casting a golden glow over his dark skin, which gleamed with a healthy sheen. His tall, athletic frame was impossible to miss, exuding both strength and grace. Standing at 6'3", Damon was the epitome of physical perfection, his broad shoulders tapering down to a narrow waist, every muscle sculpted as if by an artist's hand.

"One thousand." OmO

He looks like he can bench press Luthor, easily. He looks intimidating but then he smiles and it seems to genuine and warm, his soft blue eyes crinkle around the edges telling me likes to laugh and smile a lot. “Your highness, it is such an honour to be your guide here today” he says, giving a low bow and then taking my hand and kissing the back of it. I look at his crooked nose and wonder how many times it’s been broken to look like that. “I am Brody Morgan, the head of the Rotan Prison guards and anything you need please just ask.” he tells me giving me another slight bow. This makes me giggle for some reason. To be fair, its been months and a lot of this formal behaviour still feels ridic

I instantly disliked her. “Welcome back, Jericho,” Jack said with a smile and continued the briefing. “This is Nicolas Ramirov. He’s in charge of a splinter group associated with the Russian Organized Crime family operating out of Chicago. This one comes from Corporate. No specifics, they’re keeping loose tabs on him but the cops can’t get to him. He keeps himself holed up in their warehouse. That’s where you guys come in. Your job will be to infiltrate the warehouse, find him and eliminate him.”

“It is not like she's of any importance; she's nothing but an Omega.” I tried catching Sienna’s scent, but it was nowhere to be found. Being the pack’s orphan and an Omega, I knew that losing her would only anger my father. Somehow he seemed to care about her. He had kept her here when he could have gotten rid of her a long time ago. Perhaps if he had gotten rid of her long ago, I wouldn't find myself in this mess, but here I was.

she says snapping more pictures with a look of pure glee on her face "Do you think I could sit on one of the lions like thoughs people, so you can get my picture?" "Hahahha Lanna, you do remember why we're here don't you?" Acre asked laughing "Well yes of course but look, it's London guys, it's so exciting" she replies jumping up and down clapping her hands. "So are you enjoying the sights?" a voice asks beside me making me jump "Calm down," he said as I spin to grab his throat and he knocks my hand away "How did you do that?" "Ahhh I can mask my scent, it's a talent I've had since I was a child, it helps me move around freely, I'm who everyone calls the boss but my name is Gregory"

All of what I remember is the bitter past and I have two more men that need to pay me for ruining the real me. “What is the name of the orphan?” I asked because I wanted to search for it and go there if I could. “The Carmelian Nuns Orphanage'' She answered without hesitation. Maybe because she knows that it is time for me to know everything in my life since I remember everything. “Did you know about Gin?” I asked. She didn’t answer for a second but she nodded. “You killed him. When you’re only 14 years old. You discover where he is living and you have revenge on him” She answered but I watched the news and Gin just died.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

Tyr asked, directly to Keiichi. “My master’s name is Kurama, and the sect is located on Nagoya City’s Mount Osore. I met him by chance, and he accepted me as his last disciple. He was extremely secretive, hence I was never allowed to tell anyone about him.” “Can you take me to Mount Osore?” Tyr asked. “Okay.” Keiichi was forced to bite the bullet. “Good!” Tyr got to his feet and called out to Winifred directly in front of Ishida. “Darling, it’s done! The situation has been resolved on my end. Let’s lift the sanctions against the Toymoto Group and make amends on our end.”