Owen From Drop Dead Diva Novels & Stories

She looked up as Owen tore through one of the werewolves and threw them aside. “Turn back, Owen!” Daphne gasped at the terrible power that filled Osborn’s voice as it cut through the air. Owen cried out and stumbled. He shifted back to his human form with another cry as Osborn reached him. Daphne’s heart clenched in terror. “Owen!” “Traitor!” Osborn snarled. “No!” Daphne cried as Owen choked and jerked. Osborn’s hand ripped through his chest. Her eyes burned.

Just as he was about to swoop down on her, an unseen force sent him sprawling. "Who dares lay a hand on me?!" Owen exclaimed, feeling the painful impact of his fall. Looking up, he locked eyes with an angry Zyra. His face lit up with recognition. The young lady standing before him appeared even more innocent and lovely than Yaslyn, and he could sense a familiarity between them. Owen’s mind raced with newfound intentions, and he smirked sinisterly. Seeing Zyra before her left Yaslyn utterly speechless. How could Zyra be here of all places?!

As devoid of soul as her vacant stare, her body so ravaged by death. Her cries so ragged, as her life bled out, as the young girl breathed her last breath. Owen drops the card and hisses out a deep breath. Shit. Was that about the girl that he killed.. or another girl?

I try to get the words out, but my throat fails me. "You're planning to divorce Deckard?" Owen says, his voice dropping an octave. He walks closer, his movements so fluid and fast it feels like he’s traversed the balcony in the blink of an eye. He stops just a foot away from me, his presence overwhelming. "What did my nephew do to you?" Nicholas gasps, his hand flying to his mouth. "Nephew? Deckard Newton is your Nephew??" Owen doesn't look at him or acknowledge his shock. He looks only at me, his gaze boring into mine as if he’s trying to read the very thoughts I’m trying to hide. "He is. And she is his wife. Or was."

The barrage exploded. [How could you be so heartless? Owen is probably drowning his sorrows at a bar.] [Ugh, Owen is just too proud and stubborn, and now he's lost his fiancée.] [It's okay. He will just bankrupt your family. Then you'll have no choice but to beg him.] [Soon enough, you'll be fighting with other women out of jealousy, and he will be living it up.] I stared at the comments, sneering with frustration. I looked away, only to lock eyes with my fiancé, Owen Lockhart.

Sara Owen went to the master room once she reached a decision. She would stay in the master bedroom and attempt to prevent Samira Reddy from stealing her husband. Yohan Dixon activated the remote control as he noticed her leave the garden. He smoked while sitting on the couch. His eyelids twitched as she approached the bedroom. The pink shirt was tucked inside the blue jeans. Long hair was tucked into a bun. Her skin was white, flawless, and gripped droplets. The air conditioner was turned on. Her plump and pink lips were trembling as she felt a chill. While staring at her attractive chest, he exhaled smoke.

Probably staring at the sky,a place he would never go. Even in death he was still mad at me, I spent half of my life trying to please him till I turned fourteen. That's when I met Gwen, She inspired me. I saw her yelling at the apples on the orchard cause they won't fall off. I was thrilled and amused . Dycan had set standard for girls, yelling at the apples was not so ladylike, but Gwen didn't care. She never cared about what anyone thought, she never lived her life for anyone. Non regardless of the fact that she was an omega wol

Even Dorothy, supposedly loyal, had used medication to manipulate Fiona. Despite his sharp suit, Owen appeared disheveled, a far cry from his earlier composure.

Together, we formed a band, bound by our shared hatred for the Firestorm Alpha. We lived in hiding, preparing to strike when least expected, always moving, always planning. My role as leader was not one I took lightly. Every decision I made was calculated, every move was made to bring us closer to our ultimate goal which is the death of Alpha Jethro. “Olivia” I heard a voice called out and I turned to see Micheal, Micheal is also one of my teammates but we are best of friends, I am only a year older than him. I had rescued Micheal from some wild wolf when he was younger, after his both parents were murdered by Alpha Jethro, Michael has this unwavering trust in me since then, Micheal walked

"I personally witnessed Thalia pull the trigger at Samarah's chest, she was protecting Ash. There were three holes in his heart and blood kept on flowing out of his heart! Before she died, she asked me to take care of Ash and her corpse... she was taken by Thalia before I could get her." "Ahhh!!!" Owen slumped on the ground and covered his face as he roared. Athena's eyes landed on him. "Have you found Travis?" "No. Zack was still trying to find him." Owen looked at Athena. "How will we tell Ash about this? He would be devastated for sure... I want to kill that bitch! I'll kill her for sure!" Athena took a step back and watched as Owen kept on muttering about killing and his whole body exude