Ophelia Novels & Stories

Just leveled Ophelia with a look that could melt steel. "Get. Out."

Demeter smirked. Delmar kept struggling, wriggling like a worm. Orora put a spell on the chain, keeping him from shifting. We all glanced at the metal door when we heard a loud thud coming from slamming it open. The princess of the vampires, Nomiko, and the princess of the sea, Amira, came into view. Nomiko's look was serious, invoking fear while Amira's expression was unfathomable. She looked shocked but at the same time furious.

I could see the conflict playing out on their faces—the desire to support a pack member versus their ingrained wariness of humans, both of which I couldn’t blame them for. “And what do we know of this... Ophelia?” Elise asked, almost sarcastically. “Is this the harlot who has been gallivanting around town in hot shorts and high heels?” I opened my mouth to retort, but Leonard straightened his shoulders. “Yes. Ophelia is the beautiful woman who has been seen in town recently. She’s kind, intelligent, and has a deep respect for nature. And she loves Moonstone so much that, after just one visit, she can’t find it in herself to leav

The sound of battle nearly drowns her voice. “Behind its ear! Cut it behind its ear!” Kiran yells back, getting on his shield once again to rush towards the pillar monsters the Headmistress is taking on. “Which ear?” “Left ear!” “Got it, Ophelia, a little help please!” Leita calls out. Ophelia, who was helping Matron Aldar, uses one hand to shoot vines up to the pillar monster’s left hand. The vines wrap around its wrist, and Ophelia yanks it downwards.

I was thrown back against the stone pillar of the altar and coughed up blood. He went down on one knee in front of Ophelia. "Are you hurt?" Ophelia shook her head, eyes red-rimmed. "Darling, I'm fine. Elara couldn't help herself." Then she smiled, suddenly. "Actually — I've been wanting to design a Luna gown. I'm short a pair of hands. Let Elara help. Call it… penance." Damien looked at her. I saw his fingers curl in. "Fine."

Janessa Collins never asked for a life bound to the Mafia, but fate tied her to it the moment her father arranged her engagement to Eric Dela Cruz, the ruthless leader of the River Blood Mafia and her childhood sweetheart. Eric has built his empire with fire and blood, but his heart has always belonged to Janessa. To him, she is not just his fiancée, but his reason to keep breathing. Yet Janessa’s own heart belongs elsewhere… to Xavier, Eric’s loyal underboss, whose playful charm hides a deadly secret. Caught between a man who would burn the world for her and another who makes her feel truly alive, Janessa must navigate betrayal, forbidden love, and the shadows of power. But in the Mafia

Cold, like it had more energy to show, to consume, to throw at us. I stood, slowly, eyes locked on the pale fog slithering toward Lysandra’s bed. Delilah didn’t move, frozen. Just watched in silence. I glared at it. Both our hearts raced, but neither one of us said a word. I knew that if we called for anyone to help, it could end up getting them hurt. A shape emerged. A woman. Not solid. Not entirely spirit. She stood, her arms crossed over her chest for a moment as she stared about.

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Thorn spoke, suspiciously, “Who are you? State your purpose.” The woman covered her mouth and giggled airily. “Where are my manners?” She gracefully took a box from the boys and opened it. “My name is Ula, queen of the deep sea sirens, and I believe you are looking for this.” Thorn glanced into the box. Leila’s stone lay peacefully inside. “Why do you have that?” Thorn asked and moved his gaze back to Ula, trying to figure her out.

with that she climbed upstairs After few seconds footsteps were heard from the staircase, looking up ,I saw Gomez's wife now looking pail and fragile due to stress and maltreatment. Behind her I saw a totally different person, her courageous Aura stood out , she was breath taking and nothing close to any of her pictures I saw , her curves were ... No Ace, you shouldn't admire her like that ,oh Lord save me , was all i could pray.