Overlord Human Oc Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Arabelle Gwyneth heard two devastating news on her 18th birthday: That she was mated to ruthless Alpha Zach Blackwood and that he rejects her in front of the whole pack. “You’re weak, wolfless, and beneath me. I, Alpha Zach Blackwood, reject you.” But rejection isn’t freedom. Soon Arabelle’s abusive father sells her to Zach to settle his gambling debts, and she becomes his slave. He is cold. He is cruel. But also obsessed with her? His dark eyes follow her everywhere. His commands grow more possessive. And worst of all? The mate bond didn’t break. When wealthy Beta Simon Sinclair offers Arabelle escape, protection, and genuine affection, she finally has a choice. But

“You are old and by now you also deserved to be served, you served my father diligently and what did it bring you?” “You don’t even have a mate!” he arced. “I didn’t want one, my devotion to the Lycan’s prowler clan comes first,” I replied coldly. “I agree with you, but then what did you get in return? A replacement with an ordinary omega, or an hybrid? Compared to you?” “You get suspected and humiliated in front of the army, he couldn’t even kill an ordinary human and was ready to go against you for killing a vargulf to save his life,” Alpha Derrick coffered.

I don’t stop either, continuing to whine on him. "I'm about to c..come," I stutter. Aiden's other hand goes to my throat, choking me tightly. “ Come, love,” My eyes roll back as my orgasm finally hit. His fingers slip out of me, and he places me beside him. " Olivia," He pauses. "Huh?" I respond, breathless. "How about you claim my soul with that sweet mouth of yours?”

In that instant, the lines between script and reality began to blur—propelling them both into an uncharted territory of emotions they hadn’t anticipated. Olivia felt a sudden rush of surprise as her attention shifted; Reuben was visibly aroused, more than she had ever imagined possible. The sheer size of his desire was astonishing, especially since he was not entirely human, which provided some context for what she was witnessing. Despite knowing that this was not part of their scene, Olivia couldn't resist the urge to grind against his impressive arousal. Reuben closed his eyes and let out a low groan at the sensation, losing himself in a passionate kiss that seemed to consume them both.

"Are you crazy, Paula?! Vulcan is a bloodthirsty monster! If he finds out you're messing with his mate, he will flay you alive!" "I'm not crazy!" Paula snapped back, her eyes burning with hate. "If that beast of an Alpha can show a weak maid like Olivia so much affection and protection, it means all those terrifying rumors about him being an unfeeling monster were just lies! Lies meant to scare people away! He has a weakness, Mom. And I know how to use it." Paula smoothed down her platinum blonde hair, a wicked smirk crossing her face as she looked at her mother. "Tell me... do you know anything about Olivia’s father, Mike Hawthorne? Or the Alpha’s mother, Luna Anna?"

The Alpha King’s blood was only part of it; the human side of him allowed creativity, adaptability, and unpredictability in ways the Overlord couldn’t calculate. The battle escalated. The Overlord unleashed waves of crimson energy, sending monsters hurtling like missiles across the hangar. Ethan countered with his own command—silver waves of force that immobilized and redirected the creatures. For the first time, he realized that the war wasn’t just about brute strength; it was about control, strategy, and influence. Then the Overlord smiled. A slow, almost sinister smile that made Ethan’s blood run cold. “Clever,” he said. “You can lead them—but can you survive when I turn them against you?

Thinking his name had no effect on me at that moment, which clarified everything. My eyes rolled into my skull when Orlando plunged in without warning, claiming my body, this time without a barrier. He hoisted me onto the counter. With each thrust, his kiss deepened, consuming not just my body but my soul. I knew I had fallen for this man more deeply than I ever had for Brian.

Had my encounter with Alaric pushed me up again? Piper swallowed hard. "This has never happened before. No student's ever climbed ten places in a single day." She looked at me, then back at the board. "Fifteen. Ten. Now five." Her voice wavered between excitement and disbelief. "If this keeps happening, what happens when you meet the last Alpha?" "No way," I said immediately, shaking my head. Clara laughed. "Guess we'll find out." Piper pointed toward the empty bed by the window. "Anyway, that one's yours."

She didn't dream of a prince or a hero. She dreamed of fire. She dreamed of the dining hall burning. She dreamed of the boots of the Alpha melting into the floor. And most of all, she dreamed of the look on their faces when they finally realized that the Omega they had spent years breaking was the only thing that could destroy them.

But there was also a look of desperation on her face and her eyes were pleading with me to stay, not to leave again. “So, what, you’re just going to leave? Angry and hateful and blaming everyone else. Just like how you left me and Ophelia that day.” I was right. Her mind was stuck on that day, the day I’d left. But just like then, I couldn’t go back on my words or way of thinking. I’d come too far, and my hatred had grown too powerful. So, I shrugged her hand off of me and took a step away from her before saying, “Ophelia? You expect me to be grateful to someone like her? After all she’s done in her past?” I was now angrier than I’d been before, and I could feel the hatred overtake me once a