Ophelia Novels & Stories

She's a narcissist. "Of course not, mother. Why would I cry because of such a silly thing, in which I'll have anyway?" I asked, smiling at her. Ophelia Maine was just a child that yearned for affection and attention due to her parent's neglect. The very moment she became the queen of the stage, all her dreams came through like a fairy tale. So I guess, it's pretty normal why she became like that.

Another woman would have recognized her husband, but she didn't. Elodie was smart and observant enough to know he wasn't Finlay. But she, she couldn't. There was a raging headache slamming inside of Ophelia's head and making her feel faint that she had to stop walking and place her hands on the wall, to keep from falling. She felt slippery like a jellyfish after knowing the horrors of this stranger whom she had loved with her all. The dungeon was cold and dark. Guards were side-stepping her with wooden sticks of fire.

"Do you have any idea what you're holding? Kayla stared at the artifact, its intricate designs now glowing brighter, pulsing as if alive. Her breath hitched. "What...what is this thing?" "Put it down!" he barked, his tone sharp, almost desperate. But the artifact didn't budge. It clung to her hand like it was part of her, its hum growing louder. "I can't!" Kayla cried. "It won't let go!" The devil took a cautious step back, his anger replaced by something that almost looked like fear. He glared at her, his fiery eyes boring into hers. "So it's true. You are a descendant of Arithymus."

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

She giggled as she realize how potent the narcotic drug she made was. "How was it to feel powerless for once, Mathias?" Morrigan's cold reverberated around the room. She leaned by the door, her hands behind her shutting the door. And despite the darkness that looms inside the room, Mathias tried to lift his head but he could only see the blurred figure of a woman standing by the door. But he knows who it was clearly, with her sweet voice reverberating around the room there was no mistake it was Morrigan. Mathias could feel the cold aura surrounding her, different from the young lady he saw earlier by the garden. Despite having the same sweet voice, the voice he heard is cold and dry. Uninter

He walked pass Yntreia, watching one of the mermen, a handkerchief in his hand, doing a magic trick. “Come and join me Ellaine. They’re amazing!” Her eyes were trained on the magician and the smile on her face was a bit wistful. She must really be hypnotized. “Yo ho ho! Drop the anchor and tie up the mizzens!” The captain ascended the stairs. At his command, sound of scrambling feet against wood, cheers and grunts of men, and banging of equipments reverberated. Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!”

I look pointedly at Johnathan. "I am sorry" he walks away with teary eyes and head held down. I understand him, he loved this girl like his own after he lost his wife and daughter. She doesn't deserve a father like him. "I wouldn't have done this to another girl. But the way you tried to sabotage Thea's life, I don't even feel sorry about this" with that Orphelia pours a chemical on to her head which makes the girl cry in pain. That liquid will make her bald. The hair on her head, eyebrows, lashes where ever it touches, it will kill the hair follicles making her look a little weird without eyebrows and eyelashes or hair on her head.

she said, stifling a laugh. Celine smiled at her sheepishly and walked out. She went to Lenora's chambers and wrote a letter to her. After she was done writing, she chanted a spell. The letter turned into a bird and flew away to its destination. In half an hour, Andrea and Elphaba arrived at the Zaros study. But to their shock, there was another person along with them. "She is…" "Yes, She is Ophelia," Elphaba answered. Ophelia took off her cloak and revealed her disheveled appearance. Her skin was a mix of black and purple. She looked thin and awful. Ophelia looked like someone who would be blown

Because when a stranger knocked at your door in the middle of the night, asking for shelter amidst a crisis, there was simply no excuse to be made. Within that thirty days the butterfly would go through the craziest of cycles, starting as an egg enclosed within a shell that is both impenetrable and fragile. Gian embodies everything she hates about people. He's loud, too energetic, and always loves inserting himself in other people's business. Aera would make him leave if she could, and she tried for days on end. An apartment unit does not have enough room for two people who clash in every way possible. Then that shell would break to let out a creature that was hideous and scary and weird.

Rafael looks at the other words and reads them aloud, “Qal Bar 'ěnoš P’al.” As soon as he says the words, the room begins to shudder, and the lights begin to flicker. I look at Lana and gasp when I see that she’s swaying in place, and her eyes are turning black. “Lana!” I call out. Her eyes blink from white to their natural color as she struggles to contain Apolliana. Lana opens her lips as if to say something, but as if she’s being pulled by strings, her body stiffens, and her eyes go completely black.