Novel & Cerita Owen From Drop Dead Diva

Owen said, stooping slowly to sit on the floor. “I know where it is... I left it there.” “Please don't tell me you forgot the other end of the cord at candidate one’s office,” Isabella asked, looking incredulous. Owen had nodded to affirm; he was too amused to admit it by mouth. “Oh my God, I missed my Robin Johnson show for nothing.” Isabella cried, running her small hands over her hairy scalp. “You’ve sold us out, Owen. What if he finds out, and... and what about his mistress? She obviously knows our mom." Nathan said, accusingly staring into space.

This burly guy was easily taken down by Kira. “Crap…” Kira took a closer look and gasped, “Owen?! It’s you?!” “Cough cough…damn…you’re tough…” Owen was lying on the ground in agony, unsure if he should laugh or cry. He said, “The charm of a beautiful woman is like honey on a knife’s edge…so dangerous yet so sweet…cough, cough, cough!”

The couple looked absolutely happy and adorable together. The ceremony was graced by the presence of Ms. Owen's ex-parents-in-law and none other than the renowned superstar, Mr. Ryan Jenkins, along with his fiancee. Now, for those of you who are unaware, Ms. Sara Owen is the ex-wife of the director of the Dixon Group, Mr. Yohan Dixon. Their divorce was finalized approximately fifty days ago, and rumours suggest that the reason behind the split was Mr. Dixon's alleged affair with the famous model, Ms. Leslie Winkle.

"And a werewolf." Owen nodded to Meira and then to Charlotte before focusing on me again. Funny, he was the younger, but seemed to be their leader. "I'm Owen, in case you hadn't figured that out." His smile was a sunny day, a refreshing walk in a warm rain. I adored him immediately. "And that is my sister, Trillia." "Trill," she grumbled. Owen flashed his very white teeth. "Trill. Zornov." Sassy hissed softly at the name, but didn't comment and Owen must have missed it because he went on. "It seems we're in your debt."

Instantly, she lost grip of her dress and Diva went dangling to the floor. No one could utter a word as everyone was amused to what had just happened. Not like they weren't expecting them to have a fight but the fact that it was Sarah who had killed Diva made them shock. Everyone knew how fragile and weak Sarah was. She was an Omega and wouldn't even have the strength to fight anyone. Yet, she had gotten the courage to kill Diva.

"Then I'll declare that you are the one I've chosen. After that, no one will dare question your place, Aurora. The whole world will know that you are my one true love." "Alright." I offered a shy smile and tiptoed to kiss him. "Owen, I'll do as you say." He grinned in satisfaction and left. The instant his back was turned, I erased the shy expression from my face. What a heartfelt lie. If I hadn't looked through his phone last night, I might have actually been moved to tears by his devotion. An hour later, I carried the usual cup of medicinal soup up to the bedroom at the far end of the third floor. Eliana Brooks, Owen's mother and former Luna of great renown, now lay confined to her bed, we

“I just need you to heal my broken heart, Owen. Drop the gun and let’s talk.” “You wanna talk?” He asked and Ophelia nodded with a smile. “Yes, let’s talk.” She took another step forward and Owen slightly lowered his weapon. “You will come back- “Drop the gun you bustard!” Onyx growled from behind and Ophelia groaned in disappointment. “Just great!”

What I don't know is their personalities though. Owen has the most deep ruby eyes I have ever seen. He has this dead look in his eyes that makes him look fierce yet sexy at the same time. His hair is pitch black, and so long. He wears it wavy, and I have seen it in a ponytail; it all looks divine. He is so tall compared to the three of them, and also the hugest of them. If ‘hugest’ is ever a word. I just cannot find the right words to describe him. He has these muscles that he doesn’t even sweat to show them off, they are just there. He looks maybe twenty years old or so, he isn’t that older than me. And I guess I am a little bit attracted to him more than the other two.

Isis came in front of me, and I rolled my eyes. "Be for real. That's Owen Powers. He can get whatever woman he likes. What would he be doing with a girl like me? You said it yourself; he only fucks top women with an exception of the three hottest strippers in this place. What makes you think he would magically fall for me?" I questioned.

But besides that, my dark-brown hair, light olive skin and blue eyes remained unchanged. It's not like it mattered how I looked anyways, no one noticed me. A few of the Omegas I worked with would around to chat with me every now and then but for the most part of even they avoided me. Even though I was tagged an Omega, I was still ranked above them. Raven always made sure of that… But now with him gone, I was back to being the Omega girl I’d always been. My Omega scent now dulled with grief. It was dark again, and the lightning struck in areas further away. I took a deep breath stepping into the ruins of my bathroom, as I had my eyes glued to my reflection in the mirror in front of me.