Oscar X Novels & Stories

Two months passed. Oscar, now completely isolating himself in David’s penthouse, spent his days sandwiched between running the rapidly growing company under his supervision and secret chemotherapy sessions for his worsening illness. He looked like a shadow of his former self, but he felt peaceful. Vengeance was fulfilled, and he awaited the day of his death calmly. That morning, as Oscar was sitting on the balcony, enjoying the sunrise and taking his medicine, the doorbell rang. It was Arthur Vance, who had just returned from the European operation.

Currently, Hanson was not yet one, so would he not be quashed when he met Zayn later? In spite of it, Xander sneered, “So what if he’s got Ossiumol-100? It’s true that Ossiumol-100 is better than Ossiumol-1, but it also means that acquired fighters who consume Ossiumol-100 will be in greater affliction! If Larson actually dares ingest Ossiumol-100, the pain he’ll be in will be triple what you’ve been through. Do you think he can grin and bear it? He’ll die if he fails to!”

After presents were opened and wrapping paper covered every surface, Catherine organized Christmas breakfast elaborate spread she’d prepared in advance, requiring only reheating. “This is PERFECT!” Charlotte announced, mouth full of cinnamon roll. “Best Christmas EVER!” “It is pretty good,” James agreed, syrup covering his face. That afternoon, after breakfast and more present playing, Seraphine’s phone buzzed with unexpected email. Subject: An Opportunity From: Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences Dear Ms. Ashton, We’re reaching out regarding the upcoming Oscar ceremony. We’d like to invite you to present an award specifically Best Documentary Feature. We recognize you’ve had a chall

Now she wondered if Oscar knew what had happened to her earlier. Era also noticed another oddity. Her eyes widened and the question slipped out of her mouth. "Why are you here, Oscar? Aren't you at The Palace? Don't you have work?" Era knew that Oscar was not only an Alpha in the werewolf world, but also the head of a large corporation called Xylvaneth, similar to the pack's name. His office was located in Sonnet Springs, a major district that played a crucial role in the city of Pondera E.V., serving as the heart of the country's largest industry and business.

Well, Oscar is the one who needs an enemy to be cleared away from his side, and no matter what he does, nothing will make him glad if he accepts to do his bidings, nothing at all. Clearing his throat, he allowed the words to leave his throat as if they mean nothing to him. "Please, Ethan Smith, I want you to assassinate Xavier Barley. You can bill me as you want it, and I will pay, hug please, all I need is work that should be well done. At least, that wouldn't be too difficult for you, huh?" Oscar asked raising his brows. Well, he was sincere with what he wanted, and as such needed to lay the task so that Ethan will do his bidding. At this point when the presidential election is coming, Xav

Oscar said, standing up, as he shaked the two ladies in front of him, the other two people with him, gave the same action, "You are welcome" Angelina said, and Oscar nodded his head, as he left out from the room, his two staffs following him, he was not going to have a chance with her. The woman belonged to Xavier knight, it showed in her act, and if he had known her first, he would have gotten her first, but he had not known her, not up to that day he met her in the mall. It was too late already.

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

Oscar chuckle. “Kill me, just let her go,” Henry ordered. “You sound like a kindergarten. Learn to be a boss, like me” Oscar walks around. Oscar snaps his fingers twice, signaling to his men. His men grabbed Henry and tore his shirt into pieces. They started flogging him with different rods. Oscar watched them as he took a seat, sipping wine. He enjoyed watching Henry being whipped mercilessly. “Show no mercy!” Oscar encouraged as the smile on his face spreads from ear to ear.

I moaned when he did it again. Oscar chuckled. It was a deep dark sound, not reflecting humor, but satisfaction. "You surprise me. Now I have a surprise for you. I want to show you a submissive position. It's called the Oscar position, and that's why I like it. But it's also sweet, like you. When you are waiting for me in the bedroom. Waiting for a scene to start, I want you to stand with your legs spread shoulder width apart and place your palms above your breasts. It's a simple pose but it's what I'm going to expect from you from now on."

Of course, Javier, who was the most notable person behind this film, was not left behind. “The 9Xth Annual Osborn Award Ceremony Best Filmography Award goes to… “Ackerman” from Chinea…” “The 9Xth Annual Osborn Award Ceremony Best Scriptwriting Award goes to… “Ackerman'' from Chinea…” “The 9Xth Annual Osborn Award Ceremony Best Directing Award goes to… “Ackerman'' from Chinea…” “The 9Xth Annual Osborn Award Ceremony Best Actor Award goes to… “Ackerman'' from Chinea…” “The 9Xth Annual Osborn Award Ceremony Best Movie Award goes to… “Ackerman'' from Chinea…”