Opal Characters Novels & Stories

Rogue is a fierce Mafia man and I am certain he's got a wild fantasy. Seeing me in this little red dress might throw him off the precipice. 'That's your intention, right? You want to ensnare the dangerous mafia man.' Opal mocked, her distress dripping of each word. She was not happy about any of this. The intimate time I had with my kidnapper made her wail and made me feel dizzy. She was against my developing feelings for him and with all that I was planning to do tonight— to return him the pleasure he gave me— she was mourning as if someone died.

Although Quincy was made out to be a Nine, he was very obviously far greater than your average Strength of level nine fighter. The Khan Riders gathered behind Zephyr, and each of them raised their weapons while they waited for their next command. “Father! That’s Zephyr Khan! The one who crippled my fiance!” An angry voice shouted from afar, it was Opal who followed shortly after to join her father’s side. Her eyes were full of hatred towards Zephyr. “That is Zephyr? Hmph, what a brat. How dare you come to my house and disrespect me like this? Your win against the Sun must’ve gotten to your heads! Do you think you could ‘conquer’ us like you did with the Sun, just like that?

His voice became coarse, his hand dangling by his side. My heart jolted. I hated how I felt sorry seeing him in that state. Seeing him break. Seeing him look like he was dying. “Tommy I’m not even asking for your trust now,” he said, “but to earn your forgiveness.” I narrowed my gaze. “Turn me back into an Alpha,” I said, “even a recessive alpha. I don’t care. A beta.. anything but an omega.” His silence was unbearable. “It’s not possible,” he said, “once the gland is destroyed it can’t be restored.”

Livie exclaimed before heading towards the toy store. I didn't understand why, but Olivia went crazy with toy stores. “Can we go in?” She asked with puppy eyes. “Why not?” I said defeated. Ecstatic, she went straight to the stuffed animals, hugging a big tiger. “Come see, Mark!” She exclaimed excited a few minutes later “Look!” He said showing me a Darth Vader figurine in hand. Not knowing how to react, I just stood there feeling my face really hot. "Mark... I'm your father...” She said in a deep voice and then began to laugh, and I had no choice but laugh as well, joining her madness.

*** Lex Opal is upset with me which is not a big surprise. Since the ball, she’s been exceedingly moody. She either throws things at me or storms away angrily. In hindsight, I shouldn’t have been that honest with her about the depth of my feelings for her and the lack of them.

His sword transformed into a dozen long blades, and a formation appeared around him. “Hahaha! Do you really think those flimsy blades can deceive me? Do you think they’re stronger than my puppets? You’re just a pathetic clown!” Oscar sneered. He was confident that his puppets’ overwhelming power would ensure Adrian’s defeat. Once he had defeated Adrian, he planned to kill him immediately.

“As a family? Discuss? Who are you and what have you done with Mal?” This caused a chuckle to escape his lips. “Love, I’m trying here.” He graciously sat on the couch with Claire in his lap and her arms wrapped around his neck. Once everyone had settled in the living room, Jack took control. “We all know that Sloane is trying to get to Claire in order to hurt Malachy. His recent displays have caused quite a commotion.” Malachy’s grip tightened around her waist as Jack looked at his daughter. “Although we were lucky, and no one was hurt at Opal Moon, there could have been casualties. Thankfully, Alpha Ricard got you out of there in time. Now, what is our game plan for how to get this fucker o

And he didn't mind giving up everything to spend the rest of his days in a tenth with her. *** "Beating yourselves to a pulp wouldn't change anything, you men act worse than the barbarians!" Ophelia's yell was enough to shatter glasses if there were any. Men paused their fists through half a punch or had their hands hooked around the collars of the ones they had pinned to the floor, after hearing the shout of this small woman of five foot four inches. Ophelia Dupree, Luna of the Crimson Paw pack.

When we got the call from Scarlett that it looked like vampires had been at our southern border and to keep everyone inside, my mate jumped into full-on Beta mode, helping me strategize who should stand guard where, in and around the packhouse and the other houses, while also keeping everyone—particularly the omegas—calm. Knowing that omegas aren’t fighters or warriors, but need to feel like they’re contributing something, Zella had them go about making arts and crafts with the young pups who were too young to know anything other than everyone was woken up in the middle of the night. Omegas by their very nature, tend to be quite nurturing, so they’re often the perfect people to help calm the

“And you, why did you come here instead of protecting your king?” “My duty remains here. It is to protect you, princess, the last of the royal family.” Falstad bowed his head, hiding his expression under this act. “I’ve seen how easily lord Dillan fell under that man’s spells, it was as easy as cutting butter. He had no chance to even respond, not even a second to utter a word.” “Lord Dillan the kingdom’s champion?” Falstad nodded. “So my princess, I assumed for the worst. And do you hear those shouts? They aren’t cheers, but the wails of men being culled at the moment.”