Ottava Verse Novels & Stories

Xavia confidently said, "Don’t worry. Our people are ready and waiting. We'll be alerted the moment someone shows up." Otto remained silent, his eyes gleaming with confidence. Suddenly, Vince's phone started to vibrate. His eyes widened, and he started shouting, though it came out muffled as his mouth was sealed. He was attempting to cover up the vibration of his phone. Otto turned around and glanced at Vince. Seemingly not to notice the ringing phone, he turned away after a moment. Vince breathed a sigh of relief. Just when he thought Otto had not noticed anything, Otto abruptly turned around and picked up the phone from the table. He waved it at Vince mockingly and said, "You fool. Do you

Octavia, with a sly smile, whispered, "You're a strong and intriguing man, Alcides. I wanted to see if the rumors about you were true." Alcides, caught between confusion and the allure of the situation, tried to step back, but Octavia's presence was magnetic. She continued her advance, her eyes locking onto his with a fiery intensity. "I've heard tales of your victories in the arena," she murmured, trailing her fingers lightly along his chest. "But I wonder, can you conquer challenges outside the gladiator's ring?"

The lantern cast its giant shadow against the wall. When he finally lifted his head, both of them were breathing unevenly. “You taste like coffee and bad decisions,” he murmured. “You taste like ego.” “Liar.” She kissed him first this time. And somehow, the dark, the storm smiled.

“It is over now. I feel free.” She nodded slowly. Her face was softening. We then sat under the oak tree. The horses were eating quietly nearby. The world was still. It was like time was stopping around us. We started talking about what to do, about how to fight back. Octava was talking about the kingdom, about the people who were betraying their own kind. She was talking with precision. Her mind was sharp. I could see the weight behind her eyes. The knowledge, the danger, the responsibilities were pressing down on her like stones.

Octavio, point out the cause. “Where is Savannah?” Sheila replied, greeting her teeth. Octavio furrowed his brows and acted innocently. “What? How would I know? I was not even here.” “Where were you?” Jasper questioned. Octavio ignored his question and looked at his old school friend, Amor. “I hope you remember me.” Amor asserted if rage could burn someone, Amor had already gifted a death wish to Octavio. “I remember you, Amor. How can I forget you?” Octavio emitted the same heat of fury?

Her red lips curved in a sly smile. "Octavius of Camelorn," she approached him swaying her hips as she came. Her hand came up to rest on his shoulder, she let her hand slid along the length of his arm. Octavius pulled back. Ashterah frowned at his unusual action, she watched him carefully as he tried to avoid her eyes. "Octavius, don't be afraid I am the goddess of war and I will help up but first you have to please your goddess."

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

Robin and Lucy both were engaged in the music that they were not able to understand what was happening there around them. Olivia smiled at the maid from before. Loriel began singing again,'' Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam, El lingua eius loquetur, indicium, Beatus vir qui suffert Tentantionem Quoniqm cum probates, fuerit accipient..corona vitae-'' with the last line there was another blackout.