Oscar Pine Rwby

SEQUEL TO CAGED TO HER OBSESSIVE ALPHA "I, Fallon Tutor, reject..." "Don't you dare finish that sentence." He growls, pinning me against the wall. "You haven't even given me a chance to prove myself to you." "Prove yourself?" I snap, shoving him away. "And how do you intend to do that? By mistaking me for my mother again?" At my words his face falls and a look of helplessness begins to shine in his bright blue eyes. "I'm not her." I continue. "And I never will be. Just forget this night and stay away from me." For eighteen years I waited for him, hoping he would realize that I was the one he was always pining over. That he would forget my mother and notice me. Little did I know that he would not only continue to pine for her, but in a drunken stupor he would mistaken me for her and force something sacred on me. After that night, my love for him died along with my heart. Now, my only focus was growing stronger and taking my place as my packs alpha and forgetting the man that hurt me the most.

Delaney, young, beautiful, smart but also mistreated, abused and tossed to the side by every family she has known. Finding the courage to run away seems like a mistake until she runs into a handsome brick wall that makes her heart skip a beat. Orion, charming, handsome and funny playboy future Alpha for the Dark Pine Pack, doesn't care about women, other than of course bedding them and only goal is to be the best Alpha for his pack. But when the most gorgeous woman he's ever seen runs right into him, not only does she knock his breath loose, she takes it away.. Thinking what a perfect specimen to be had. Until she shows him she don't play games. Not only is she a no nonsense young woman with a heart of Gold, she's also something that has been missing from his Supernatural world.. For a decade... And there will be many who will be searching for the gorgeous and unknown young woman!! Will Orion change his ways for a woman he just met? Will Delaney even give him the chance to prove her otherwise of her thoughts of men like him? Will they be able to come together and fight an evil that is plaguing the lands?

"I'm your wife, not your prisoner," Avery pleads with Liam, her voice shaking. Liam sneers, "You're whatever I say you are, Avery. And right now, you're nothing without me." — When love turns toxic, survival is the only option. Avery Livingston's luxurious life imploded when her family's fortune vanished. Desperate to save her ailing mother, she made a devastating deal with billionaire movie star Liam Leon Galloway. Trapped in a gilded cage, she endured three years of humiliation and despair. But when Liam's Oscar win left her behind, Avery's fury ignited. Pregnant and defiant, she vowed to escape and exact revenge. With her fate hanging by a thread, she must choose: submit to Liam's toxic grasp or rise from the ashes. Will she break free or remain trapped in this twisted game of power and obsession?

On the eve of our mating ceremony, Asher, my Alpha-to-be, slung his arm around his childhood sweetheart, Selena. “If I had never been with such a hot Selena,” he said, “I think I would regret it for the rest of my life.” "Ella, grant us one night. After tonight, I will be forever faithful to you. You'll be Silver Pine Pack's irreplaceable Luna." I stared at him for a moment, seeing he was serious, and nodded my agreement. He swept Selena into his arms and walked into the forest. As he passed by me, he smirked. "Tonight, Ella, you're free to find another wolf too. I won't mind." "No need to look far," I replied evenly, turning toward the figure waiting in the shadows. Lucas, Alpha of the Black Stone Pack, our rivals... and my first love who ended before it truly began. "Alpha Lucas," I whispered, meeting his intense gaze. "Tonight, make me yours... please."

The scent of pine and damp earth clung to the air as the full moon created long shadows across the Ancient Clearing. Tonight, was supposed to be our marking ceremony, a sacred ritual binding Alpha Anderson and his chosen Luna before the eyes of the Frostmoon Pack. “My heart,” his gaze locked on Leah, who stood under the moonlight “has always belonged to another. My first love, the one whose spirit has been weakened by the venom of wolfsbane, is my Luna.” He drew Leah closer, his hand possessively circling her waist. Under the watchful gaze of the moon, he smiled. “Our traditions are clear,” he continued, “Only the woman who stands with me at this altar, witnessed by all, shall be my Luna. Though I had always thought that Irene was my mate which I mistakenly marked a time ago. But thanks to the goddess for making me see clearly before it was too late.” They exchanged vows beneath the trees, witnessed by the werewolves and the Moon Goddess. The silver crowns were placed, the ceremonial kiss sealed their bond. I stood hidden in the shadows of the surrounding forest. For twelve years, from the moment my wolf recognized his at eighteen until my thirtieth moon cycle, my love for Anderson had never changed. But his heart, it was clear, belonged to Leah. If that was the truth, then I would release him. He had never truly seen me, never truly cared. Yet, the act of my departure seemed to unravel him in ways I couldn’t understand.

Anna, a well-known assassin, was reborn into the knight family outcast after a near-death experience. Anna, who was given a new chance at life, had promised to live on as her and help her avenge her death. She seeks revenge against those who wronged her with the help of Benjamin, her fiancé before her rebirth and CEO of Oscar Groups. Would she be able to achieve her goals as secrets unrevealed and discover the entangled relationship she shared with Sonia, whose body she was inhabiting? Extract from the story Anna sat at the spa as she underwent a transformation process. The previous occupant had her hair dyed pink, which she found odd and weird. After her makeover session, she stared at her reflection in the mirror, the corner of her mouth quivering into a devilish grin. “ANNA IS DEAD AND I WILL LIVE ON AS SONIA.” she said to herself as she had only one thought in mind, ‘REVENGE.’

My mate is the bravest patrol chief of the Sundara Pack. When the rogue straps a bomb laced with wolfsbane to me, I try to reach him through our mind-link. Once, twice... He blocks me 99 times. The rogue forces me to call for help, and when Aiden Campbell finally answers, his first words come blazing with anger. "Lina Rutherford! You're risking your life over jealousy again? Kate's pet snow wolf has been stuck in a tree for three days! "She loves that wolf like her own child—if I'm late to save it, that's on you! You'll be a murderer!" I laugh so hard that tears stream down my face. That so-called "trapped" snow wolf? It's simply climbed onto a slanted pine tree in the yard so it can lazily sunbathe on the branches. No one trapped it—it just doesn't feel like coming down. "Thank you, Aiden. You're amazing!" There comes a soft, delicate voice through the phone. It's Kate Summers—Aiden's late brother's widow and also his childhood sweetheart. The bomb's countdown ticks down to three minutes. With a calm heart, I send my final message. "In the name of the Moon Goddess, I sever our mate bond." And then, I cut the mind-link.

Amber and Oscar are the next in line to be the queen and king of the dragon species. They are gifted an angel after their engagement. Oscar had the big rule of not accepting live gifts, while Amber fell down for her blue eyes and innocent smile. Weak angel, babies are being thrown out of heaven, the dragons of the earth couldn't take leaving the babies on their own, instead, they adopted them in, all of them are submissive, some are pets, some are littles, and others are just submissive, but one thing they all have in common is they are costly and rare to get by, before other supernatural or humans get to them. This story is a cgl story, contains mommy, daddy, bottle, and diapers, you've been warned. Apologies for any misspellings and grammar mistakes.

I stood in the shadows, the scent of pine and frost heavy in the air, watching my mate, Ethan, smile—truly smile—for the first time in years. But not at me. At her. My cousin, Isla. His first love. She sat beside him, warm and glowing, with our pups, Lucas and Mia, curled up against her like she was their real mother. They were laughing, sharing bites of ice-cream cake, the kind Lucas once said made his stomach hurt. I was never meant to be here. I wasn't his choice. He didn't fall in love with me—he was assigned to me. To him, our bond was never about love. It was a political arrangement—an alliance between two packs: his power, my father’s ambition. A tie forged not by hearts, but by bloodlines and borders. He never touched me unless required. He never looked at me like I was his Luna. In that moment, as their laughter echoed under the full moon, I felt the mate bond falter—thin, fading, like breath in winter. And I knew. I had played my part long enough. So I turned away. It was time to severe the bond that was never truly mine. But when he sensed I was really leaving, when the tether between us began to snap, he broke. Dropped to his knees, clutching the pups like lifelines, his voice raw. "Please," he whispered, "don't leave me." Even the pups cried, reaching for me with shaking hands. "Mom, we’re sorry… We didn't mean it. Please don't go."

My mate, Andrew Claude, is the Alpha of the Celestial Pack, the sworn rival of my father’s Venus Pack. For three years, we have hidden our bond, knowing that our union could either bring peace between the packs or ignite war. On Lunar Year's Eve, beneath the full moon’s silver glow, we stand on the castle terrace, whispering promises of our future. Tonight, we finally agree to perform our bonding ritual, sealing our fates before revealing our love to our parents. My wolf stirs in anticipation, her instincts urging me toward him. But then, Andrew leaps down into the grand fire-dance festival, his powerful wolf form shifting mid-air before landing in a flourish. The scent of burning pine and roasted venison fills the air, warriors howling in celebration. The pack’s bonfire crackles with enchanted flames, casting shadows of prowling wolves against the towering stone walls. I watch from above, heart pounding with joy—until my smile fades. In the heart of the revelry, Carol Sinclair, an Omega maid, clutches a bundle of enchanted fireworks. Andrew strides to her, a warm, easy grin on his face. With a flick of his fingers, golden flames dance from his palms, sparking the firework in her hands. "A little fire magic to help you, Carol," he chuckles. She gasps in admiration, giggling as the firework ignites—only for it to spiral out of control. It veers wildly, the enchanted embers lashing through the air. Searing pain blooms across my arm. The stench of burning flesh fills my nose. I barely react before Carol bursts into tears and flees into the crowd. Before I can speak, Andrew turns on me, his golden eyes flashing with rage. The onlookers fall silent, ears twitching to catch their Alpha’s words. “Did you bully her, Bella?” His growl rumbles deep in his chest. “Just because you’re an Alpha’s heir doesn’t mean you can do whatever you want!” The warriors glance at each other, their tails stiff with tension. I stagger back, stunned. He doesn’t even ask if I’m hurt.