Owen From Jurassic World Novels & Stories

Up close, his eyes appeared normal, clear, focused, albeit frightened. “Do you know why you’re here, Owen?” I asked, keeping my voice gentle. He shook his head, swallowing hard. “No, my Queen. I was tending the flowers in the eastern garden yesterday evening, then... then I was here. There‘s a gap. I don’t remember anything between.” I exchanged a glance with Lukas, whose expression remained carefully neutral. “Tell us about your work at the palace first.” “I’m a groundskeeper, my Queen,” Owen replied, his voice steadying slightly as he spoke about familiar ground. “Primarily responsible for the herb gardens and medicinal plants. I work closely with Dr. Thornwood, growing the herbs she needs

"Have you ever wondered, why is a pureblood like me in the human world? Have you always wondered why I forced you to be a vampire to learn the skills of a vampire? Hunter right? I'll tell you now." Brawen struggled against the wall but in vain, Owen is a strong vampire, breaking his magic solution is unthinkable, let alone her vampire powers are sealed. She wanted to speak, but was immediately covered by another rope tied up from the ground. "Brawen, my full name is Owen Devin Lewis." Immediately her struggling movements stopped. Brawen's eyes widened in surprise until the soft, unspeakable sounds stopped in her throat. Little did you hear wrong? Lewis? She knows this clan, and not only she,

Orion’s muscles clenched underneath his shirt. He arched both his brows, silently asking me to keep talking. “I am not Raya. My name is Sameen, and I was killed by a child and a jealous beta,” I revealed. “And I somehow miraculously woke up in this body. I’m glad to be away from them, but one thing still lingers in my heart, wanting me to return to their pack.” His brows knitted into a deep frown of confusion as he eyed me from over his thick and long lashes.

"Once I was back to a place I knew I smelled Juniper - then saw her. She was so badly hurt and I knew I had to protect her as best as I could until the others came. Before you arrived there was the strange white wolf - her brother. He was upset at first, but then started approaching me in an odd manner. I thought I was going to have to fight him until you showed up." "Miro was afraid you were hurt, Elesi." Rhory sighs and runs his hand through his hair. "My wolf, his name is Miro. When he heard you howl...and then saw Vesper." He looks down at him, leaning down to nuzzle me gently. "Why is the life of an Omega so dangerous?" "My life isn't normally like this. I am just a boring Omega..." I n

“We’ve been thinking about New York.” My stomach tightened. “What about New York?” I asked gently, brushing Oliver’s hair back. Owen looked up at me with those deep blue eyes. “That tall man. The one who asked who our mother was. I drew him last night.” He handed me the paper. My breath caught.The drawing was crude but unmistakable, a tall figure with dark hair, deep blue eyes colored heavily with crayon, and a serious expression. Owen had even drawn the red carpet and flashing lights around him. The resemblance to Marcus was startling.

"Owen recognized them. He had seen them before. Recently." "Where?" I said. Dara looked at me with an expression that made my wolf go completely still inside me. "Here," she said quietly. "Owen saw them inside this compound two days ago."

Gaping at those red eyes, Owen said with frustration in his mind, "Why the heck do you make me do all of this, Lucas! It's not me who receives all this appreciation! It should be you! You are the one to make this Red River Clan prosperous, I am just a servant Lycan who is meant to serve the King!" Owen's face started shaking. The first thing that started shaking was his fake smile. Never had Owen felt so difficult than holding a fake smile in front of the crowd right now. Though Owen had to maintain happy eyes while gaping at the audience, deep down he was tearing apart. He couldn't bear the sight of those happy faces and those cheers and claps were making him deaf. He badly wanted to close

“Anna is the rightful Luna of the Moonlight Pack. Her strength, courage, and unwavering loyalty have proven that time and again. And,” he paused, his voice softening as he looked at Owen, “our son, Owen, is the true heir of this pack.” Around us, cheers broke out. I felt a wave of emotions rush through me as a result of the music. I blinked back the tears that pricked at the corners of my eyes while maintaining a straight face. I had believed I had lost this moment and this realization forever. I glanced over at Owen, who was standing beside Landen, a proud smile on his small face. He bore a remarkable resemblance to his father - a man who appeared strong, assured, and unwavering in his purp

Meanwhile, Owen sauntered out at the sound of her voice. Droplets of water trickled down his jet-black bangs, cascading over his bare, muscular torso. A loosely knotted towel was all that clung to his lean hips, threatening to tumble down with each step he made. Jason gasped, his eyes wide in alarm. He feared the makeshift garment would drop, offending the delicate eyes of Miss Kira. Such a tease! He ought to be out there selling his goods! “Kira? Is that really you?” Owen had a hunch it was her from the moment he heard the call, but he wasn’t sure until he saw her. His eyes lit up with excitement, “Oh my, why didn’t you tell me you were coming? I could have at least put on a Shirt."

Leon answering while crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Wait, so who is that girl again, Owen?" Louis is now asking him too with curiosity. "Her name is Angelica, Angelica Bright. Her family migrated to US when we were 10 years old, were kind of friends back then." Owen answered. And now, everyone's attention bound to Owen. "Is he pretty?" It's Louis again. "Yeah, Very pretty." Owen is telling the truth now. Everyone's became silent. Owen thought their professor is already in the front, so he sit properly. But unfortunately, there's still nothing in front. He then look at his classmates... They were busy typing on their phones.