Otto From Odd Squad Now Novels & Stories

[SHORT ALTERNATE UNIVERSE STORY of Sevastian Claude x Zen Alfonso] **This is not in any way related to the main story. Zen's POV I am Zen Alfonso. A 30 year-old part time worker, and proudly a full-time MOONINE fanboy. Moonine is a rising K-pop boy group that has been receiving more praise nowadays because of their good talents but I have been a consistent st4r (name of fandom) since their rookie days.

By majority vote, Olivia and I had decided to watch, for the trillionth time, Harry Potter and the sorcerer's stone, and while Nick was initially reluctant to see anything other than action, after forty minutes you could tell that we had created a new fan with the adventures of the most wonderful wizard in the world. “And when is the next one released?” He asked as soon as the movie finished. "In November.” we both answered at the same time. "But you even respond at the same time and everything!” Nick said laughing. We just smile at each other before looking at him. "Okay, don't kill me.” Was his answered before getting up "I have to go.” He said looking at his watch. I was surprised to see

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.

It was a fatal mistake that we were now paying dearly for. Troy, Stacy, Elder Summers, Matilda, Jules, Sean, Ash, Eddie, Alpha Jack, Luna Sara and I were all back in the Alpha's office, rehashing everything we knew for the millionth time when my phone rang. I looked to see that it was my Beta calling and answered right away. "Trevor! Any information?" I demanded. "Not much. I can confirm that Jon does have help and it seems to be from another pack, maybe even the Alpha." he said and I felt rage bubbling in my veins.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

This can't be happening. Not on this day when my dreams of getting married to the man i have always loved. But can i forgo this new made mate bond? Yes, i can. I have to... "Hi, I am Mark Morrison, Beta of Crimson Moon pack." He introduced himself. 'Beta' I scoffed. When i can be Luna. "I am Nicole Williams, and i am the soon to be Luna of silver moon pack." I said and squared my shoulders. "No, this is impossible." He said, utterly in shock.

“We haven't introduced ourselves formally yet, why don't we start by you telling me your name and a little bit about yourself before I assign you your maid's duties” “Oh… okay, there isn't really much to know about me” I smiled awkwardly. “Why don't we start with your name and pack first” "Ok, my name is Otis and I originally belong to the Lotus pack before my pack and family were invaded and killed by the Blood moon pack, I was lucky to had escaped and was taken in by a group of Rouges but unfortunately your pack’s warriors invaded and destroyed everything, I wasn't lucky this time to escape” I added quickly trying not to bring back painful memories.

After pondering for a while, I piped up, "But some tattoos aren't gonna be enough to pinpoint the guy." Orson reassured me, "Don't worry. I've taken a screenshot of the security footage. And I had it printed out and sent to Alpha Obadiah. He always rubs elbows with Alphas from different packs, so he might get a lead." I nodded, feeling grateful for his help. "Thanks, Orson." Just as he was about to say something, my phone buzzed. It was from an unfamiliar number. Puzzled, I picked up the phone.

Were they here to flex their clan’s alliance in front of my recruits? I kept my jaw clamped shut, maintaining my professional guard as I led the audit team through our armory layouts. Following the physical inspection, the seven or eight delegates from the media network took their places in the front row of the elevated observation deck, waiting for my squad's live combat demonstration. Backstage in the prep room, while running a whetstone down the edge of my primary alloy blade, I heard two junior scouts whispering frantically near the weapon lockers. "Did you see the heavy enforcer walking behind the Okafor liaison?" one scout muttered, her pulse elevated. "The scars on his shoulders are m

Jairon commented to me, then turned behind him. I saw his brow furrow in surprise. I took advantage of that to stand up and motioned to my companions to come closer. I want to laugh because they tortured me with their glares at the same time. "Bae, these are my friends. The Atrómitos Orgánosi heads are Aycxe, Shiela, Noella, and Sophia." I pointed them one by one. "He's my husband, Matthew," said Sophia as she put her hand on her husband's arm.