Ophiuchus Personality Novels & Stories

Although the bond has been driving me insane, I am not the type to just take her for myself like my barbaric full-blooded brethren would. "It's not barbaric! It is a blessed pairing giving you the right to take what belongs to you!" snarled Ozouf, my wolf part of my chimaera beast. "That'ss, not how thingss work in thiss part of the world dog, maybe if she was a werewolf then yesss, but our mate is not," hissed Krait, my serpent head, of my chimaera. I start to rub my temples in frustration, once these two start, there will be no end to it. Ozouf and Krait never see eye to eye, in fact, they are polar opposites. One being cold, scaly and calculative while the other is warm, fuzzy and impulsi

I could feel my eyes welling up once more, as I shivered at what just happened. My name is Lourve Bardawulf, I'm eighteen years old, an Omega to be precise. I'm five point seven feet tall, black eyes, red hair, which is forty-eight inches long, pretty and tied into a ponytail, probably surprised at how long my red hair is. I had this diamond expression, pointed nose, red lips, very slim and a bit curvy, and got pretty white skin. I was an Omega, who was always belittled and bullied, because of my gender. Omegas are known to be weaklings, despicable losers, cursed and vulnerable and always spread their scent around, waiting for a man to take them in their wings. We were born to be Alpha's sla

Ophelia was once worried that he would never be able to get along with his girlfriend or wife with such a personality. Later, he married Silvia. Ophelia was worried that his son would bully Silvia at first. He had a cold personality, while Silvia had a very warm personality and was very passionate, so she was worried that her son would not be able to stand it.

“What date was he born?” “Twenty eighth.” Quinn giggled and shook her head. “Oh, no…that explains everything about him…he’s a Scorpio!” “And?” He leaned away from her to look at her with a raised eyebrow. “What can I say about Scorpio…?” Quinn twisted her mouth into a sultry little pout making Cory scowl. “Oh, let me guess…they’re great lovers?” He hissed under his breath as the movie started and the lights went out. Quinn giggled behind her hand. “Amongst other things…they are pretty narcissistic people, psychopathic almost…possessive and over protective.”

Though he seemed to be about twice the size I remembered… “Ta-da! The man Harper has returned from Spain as a dominant alpha!” “No, seriously, who are you?” * * * Who is Harper? He was honest, energetic, and bright, but went through endless terrible incidents and gradually became more depressed, unwillingly became pregnant and even had a miscarriage, and ultimately lost his own life—truly a man of tragic fate… or rather, he was a ‘dominant omega.’ With blond hair and green eyes, a pitiful appearance, short stature, androgynous features, and a herbivorous beautiful boy style like a baby hamster… I think the novel definitely described him that way.

Old Hagstorm’s cheeks were slightly flushed, but he still picked up the wine and downed it, explaining, “Our personalities are different, and so are our responsibilities. “I’m responsible for manipulating the situation and stirring up the winds while you’re responsible for keeping an eye on the demon snake. There’s no need to tell you about all the plans. It’ll only cause unnecessary trouble.” “You old coot...” Old Ophis shook his head and chuckled, but he was not truly angry. He also downed his cup and continued, “When do you plan to unseal it?”

He had been paying attention to every one of his darling’s reactions, so by now, he could tell exactly how to stroke to placate his ruffled kitten. Sure enough, his kitten unconsciously laid back down docilely, blinking up at him with his blank limpid eyes. Understanding his baby’s unspoken question, Levi elaborated, “Enforcers are known for being overly stubborn and inflexible. Known for… being unable to see eye to eye with people... unable to be reasoned with...” After all this talking in circles, Noah finally understood what this silly-cute brother-in-law was worrying about. He thought that the personality trait that made one into an Enforcer was a negative trait and was worried that peop

He’d rather be back in the solitude her home provided. He let her go and turned, Tamara swallowed and tried to not let out a rush of air. He was definitely a person with presence, and he made her nervous again. The way he looked at her, or took hold of her, clearly being back to normal strength, healthy and alive was showing the type of personality he had. Domineering, possessive and controlling were what she feared most. He was a wolf, a giant wolf and from what she heard they didn’t have the best of personalities the giants. She’d looked up plenty, she hoped he didn’t turn into something she had to really fear. She thought about Max and his warning.

Who thinks like that? Hephaestus is also a proud man. He doesn’t like to talk about his disability and can be temperamental if he thinks people are coddling him. I haven’t read much about him, but I get the sense that people deceived a lot in the past. It hardened him and made him wary of everyone.

I am still wet from being almost drowned in the sea, making me shiver more as I embrace myself, rubbing my arms with the palm of my hands. “You asked for it, Sapphire. I trusted you and you still disobey me!” He snarled at me, his teeth gnashing together. I almost couldn't recognize him. He’s so far from the Phillius I met. The gentle, the kind one. I feel miserable that all of those are not true… that he’s not the person I think he is. Maybe this is why his people are so wary and scared of him, including Xeno. Because they know him very well.