Oscar X Novels & Stories

Staring back at her from the screen was her good friend, Oscar. “Hey.” She said with a smile. “Hello.” He replied. She noticed he wore black singlets, with his dog tag on, which indicated he was on an army base somewhere. “Where are you?” She asked. “Syria. My tour will be ending in two weeks.” There was poor network connection for a few seconds which muted the screen. Then Oscar’s voice came on again. “…me?” “What did you say?” She asked. “I got your text last night. You missing me?”

her voice trembled. “don’t think about anything, just go and talk to him, look that lady might be going to use restroom, don’t waste a second” Sara advised after she noticed that the lady with Oscar had left her seat. Nina gathered her emotions and went to Oscar, who was sitting at ease and was looking at his mobile, he was in a white shirt and black pant and sleeves were well rolled. He was wearing a decent watch and his hairs were giving wet look and elegance was there in his overall look and dressing. He was over 6 feet in his early 30’s with a well-maintained beard which was adding his masculinity.

Oscar's reflection stared back at him from the glass, calm, controlled, alert to everything around him. And deeply, instinctively protective of what mattered most. He lowered the blinds, the room falling back into shadow, and reached for his phone again.

Third person's POV Oscar is the inside of his office. There is a wicked smile on his face. He cannot wait for Xavier to join him so that he can become stronger. He wants to destroy his uncle and his ex-mate's pack. His wolves are motivated to fight with the vampires. However, some of his pack members do not want to fight with him. Morris is one of them. Some of the werewolves believe vampires are werewolves' enemies and that werewolves should never join forces with them. Oscar does not care what they think. They can all go away if they don't want to follow his instructions. They can leave my pack. He will do anything to destroy Victor and his pack. After he killed Oscar's father, Victor piss

He and Oscar break from the crush and meet me halfway. “Hey,” I say, smiling. The anonymity of the ceremony helped, but being jammed into a tent with half of Crescent Vale has my anxiety creeping back up my throat. Xander takes my hand without asking. “Come on, the others are over here,” he says, and the simple heat of his palm steadies me. Oscar falls in behind like a quiet wall. Goddess, I’ve missed them.

she paused, her tongue flicking briefly across her lower lip, "...more aware." I stiffened, my fingers curling tightly around my coffee mug. "I'm sorry to disappoint," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. Lena chuckled, the sound like velvet but somehow cold. "Oh, I wouldn't say I'm disappointed. Just... intrigued." She leaned closer, her scent washing over me—something expensive and floral, but with an underlying sharpness that made my nose wrinkle. "An omega who doesn't know she's an omega. It's fascinating, really."

Valerie: Morning sunlight spilled across the terrace, warm and soft against my skin as I stepped outside. The breeze carried the faint scent of pine and fresh earth, the quiet hum of the pack grounds far below. Everything felt calmer now, steadier, like the world had finally exhaled after months of choking tension. “Val.” I turned. Xavier stood in the doorway, dressed in a dark shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms. His eyes, those steady storm-blue eyes, held something different today. A warmth. A nervousness. A spark I hadn’t seen since the very beginning.

Pointing, I motion for Xavier to put Oscar in the chair next to the room’s little coffee table. Tilting his head, Oscar stares so long into my eyes and sighs so quietly I almost miss it. "Her taste isn't what I thought it would be." Well, that wasn’t what I fucking expected him to say. "It was like a sharp bitter poison," Oscar looks to Brody. "I regret my actions, because now my entire body system seems messed up. I think I'm going to die. I don't think she's what you're looking for. She's a poison."

Dear Oscar, I believe that you have a hand in what has happened to Christian. It has come to my notice. I have decided to demand your downfall if you keep crossing my path." Oscar, hearing this, immediately took his hands off attacking Christian. She must have loved him even more than I expected from her." Oscar concurs as well. "The secret we have hidden has been exposed." Oscar threw that to Xavier, who has been desperate to hear the news. " what do you think we do, cause am loosing it already?" Xavier asked, scaring as well.

Director Stanley and the film crew clapped their hands. Butler Oswald handed the Blue Iris flowers to his boss. Xavier smiled and thanked him, then he gave his beloved wife the flowers.