Ovid Novels & Stories

We were just praying he survives. After some hours, a doctor came out to meet us. "Doctor, how is he?" I asked him. "See me in my office please" he said. The three of us followed the doctor to his office. "You see..." He started. "The young man hit his head when he fell. He's in a critical situation. We've tried our best, he'll be resting for some days but when he wakes up, there is possibility that he won't remember anything anymore" he said as I burst in tears.

Andree asked looking confused. "Sign on it please" the doctor said. Andrew took a closer look at it, it was just a document to certify that he gave permission for the surgery. He stared at it for a while and finally signed on it. It was the right thing for him to do at that moment. "She spent months with zombies and you know what that means, she would remain in the hospital for a long time until we are able to ascertain that she isn't infected" the doctor said. "Their was no sign of a bite or anything on her" Andrew said.

I couldn't believe the my words. Even my confusion about why I was even thinking he was hot couldn't stop me from noticing him more - he wore an off-white hoodie with a denim jacket on top of it which did no help to hide his perfect body. He paired them with black torn jeans and black vans. His dirty blonde hair was untamed and messy, making it in taper wavy style and his deep piercing blue eyes met mine and I felt like he would hypnotise me the next second if I didn't look away. Except that I didn't.

He regretted it the moment those words left his lips. Tears built in Bonnie's eyes. "I'm sor-" "Lorenzo! Come quick, the news." Grace hurriedly said as she dragged Lorenzo to the living room. "21 year old Bonnie Evans went missing Thursday July 13th after being last seen at The Velvet Room, a nightclub in California. Evans was seen with her best friend Becca Jones and is the last person she spoke to before she supposedly went missing. Evans is also described to be blind. She was diagnosed with Retinitis Pigmentosa when she was only 14, an eye disease in which the back wall of the eye is damaged. Police investigators only found her cellphone and her guide dog in an alley of Mellway Street. Ev

He pursed his lips at me. "Shes none of your concern, Hazel is a spy and has been working for Cage for God knows how long. We're under attack-" Before I could get another word out Doc mind links me. "Alpha I found a connection, This infection isnt new, I've had it once before. Shes been poisoned with liquid venom from a vampire. How she got it I have no clue but I need a vampire and an old one at that to heal her. Their blood ith a few herbs is what will give her a fighting chance." He cuts the link as I assume he's busy with her and Bellamy both being in bad shape.

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“Of course, Dr. Monroe. We’re currently testing a new drug designed to treat neurodegenerative diseases. It’s still in the early stages, but we’ve had some promising results.” Lisa nodded, pretending to be interested. “That sounds fascinating. Could you show me some of your data?” The technician hesitated, glancing over at one of her colleagues before nodding. “Sure, just give me a moment.” As the technician pulled up the data on her computer, Lisa’s eyes wandered around the lab. She noticed a locked cabinet in the corner, labeled *Restricted Access.* Her curiosity piqued, but she knew she couldn’t draw attention to it—not yet.

Skol added as he shifted his gaze to Dolph. My eyes opened at the realization as did Dolph's. "How did that happen?" I whispered. Skol smiled. "Dolph's loyalty to you surpassed his loyalty to me during the fight, I think. Or at least during the bombing." Skol explained. "I'm so sorry." I began but Skol shook his head. "Don't be. Did you know that Dolph has Beta blood in him, Blood Venom as well?" Skol replied. I looked back over at Dolph and he nodded.

Just the physical reality that we were sitting close enough that if either of us moved slightly, we'd make contact. I was hyperaware of this proximity. The footage was powerful. A middle-aged man talking about his experience with chronic illness, his fear about side effects, his eventual decision to try Westbrook's approach. His vulnerability was genuine. His trust was earned through authenticity, not marketing. It was exactly what the campaign needed. And sitting next to Eli watching him watch this footage, seeing his expression shift as he connected with the patient's story, I realized something I'd been avoiding acknowledging: I was attracted to him.

"No, get off, I don't want you to mark me" Confused I get up, first, she's upset because I haven't marked her then she says she doesn't want me to mark her, confused is an understatement. She then sits on my lap and wraps her legs around my waist and says "I like your way better, I want you to make our marking special and yes I will be your wife, your love , your everything and if your good I'll even be your whore in the bedroom and just for the record I'm a virgin too"