Oswald X Ortensia Novels & Stories

"Is he the one who rejected his mate? I think that the girl he rejected is a friend of Marry!" "He is in a relationship with Olivia, the most influential she-wolf. His future is already secured with her, there is nothing wrong with being so practical in life. Besides, Olivia is way more beautiful than that Omega she-wolf!" "This Alpha's father allegedly owed a huge debt to Olivia and he is using her for his own personal interest!"

But I remembered how that Alpha touched me, how he had thought of me as an omega. My body instantly flinched, and a misshapen grimace formed on my face. I clicked my tongue. “I’m starting to smell like an omega.” “I could give you something for it,” he said. “Please do.” Gerard smiled at me. He took his glass and brought it to his lips. He was about to drink when he turned his glass, and put his lips on the same spot I had drunk from. Was this a mistake? Or did he do this on purpose?

The next morning, Matilda woke up feeling groggy and disoriented. She had tossed and turned all night, haunted by nightmares of her parent's death. As she got dressed, she tried to push the memories out of her mind and focus on the day ahead, she heard a knock on the door. She opened it to find two omegas standing in front of her. One was a tall, thin blonde named Felicia, and the other was a short, plump redhead named Emily. Matilda recognized them as two of the pack's other omegas.

Damian I stare at Carlos and Vianca's charred bodies. This is a wizard’s or a witch’s handiwork. I scoured the area. There were no traces of any kind. Suspiciously even that omega was gone. That, however, did not increase my worry for her. The spot where I had left was vacant and flies were buzzing around the carcass I had left.

"We cannot let anyone tear us apart. We must stay strong and united, no matter the obstacles that come our way." Otsana nodded, her eyes filled with determination. "You're right, Boris. We've faced so much already. We won't let anyone or anything come between us." As time passed, Otsana and Boris became pillars of support for their community. They offered guidance, comfort, and protection to those who sought solace in their presence. Their love became a beacon of hope, inspiring others to embrace their true selves and stand up against prejudice and discrimination. One day, as they sat together near the village's tranquil lake, a young werewolf named Elena approached them, her eyes filled wit

For so long, I had stayed in the shadows, watching her like a hawk, the guilt from years before threatening to tear my heart apart. I, Orson Wilson, one of the wealthiest figures in California, trailed behind her every time like a puppy. Not me directly, but I had eyes on her. The second I knew that her jerk of a husband had decided to marry her cousin, I knew I had to do something. But somehow, I feared that she would recognise me. But she doesn't. My eyes trailed over her again as we settled in the back of my car. The sweet scent of her mahogany hair oil filled the air. Her Almond-shaped Green eyes squirted as she read through the document she held. Her round face was etched with way too m

But as soon as I made the move, I could hear his steps retreating backwards hurriedly which was quite alarming. “Till we see again Dellarosa” He said and at the snap of the finger he was gone, and in that instant the lights came on. Then an unfamiliar scent hit my nostrils. It was a strong Cologne, a cocktail of cedarwood and Jasmine but nothing like Fabri's. I didn't need to stay a whole year with Fabri to know that he stuck to a particular scent. “Dellarosa” Fabri never called me by my surname, so definitely whoever I'd just spoken to wasn't Fabri. If that wasn't Fabri, who was it and where the hell was Fabri?

ORLANDA froze for a moment the moment she set her eyes on Oswald, slowly walking out of the kitchen in his usual demeanour, the steam from the mug of tea in his right hand wafting across his mean handsome face. “Good morning Mr. Oswald,” Helen greeted immediately, genuflecting and bowing her head, facing the ground. Orlanda was so lost in Oswald's gaze that for that moment, she forgot her manners, she just stared at him, and he also stared back at her. The look on his face was clueless and obscure, she couldn't place it.

Okay, having sex with her is the best fucking thing in the world, but waking up is a close second. For some reason Osiris had asked to meet me today and I had no fucking clue why. I mean the man way nice, fucking intimidating, but nice. And he had shown a great interested in my work. He even joined Edward Burton when he went to see Wolf. They were a perfect match. Wolf started to waggle his tale when he saw Edward and Edward’s face changed. It was something when you found the perfect pet and owner. Emma came along too and she snagged one of those puppies. I knew she fucking would, that look on her face. She practically squealed when she saw those damn puppies.

It was now or never. He slowly walked to the front door and walked into the house. He smiled as he saw Adom standing with his bag next to him. The whole hall shimmered with the glow of red roses and flickering candles. The lights were dimmed and the floor was covered in rose pedals. The staircase was also decorated with roses, and everything looked perfect. Sebestian walked over slowly to Adom and leaned his head on his shoulder.