Random Gacha Oc Generator Novels & Stories

Stefan covered his ears tightly tonight because even though it was late at night, screams of insults still reached his ears, but he paid no heed. Because Stefan was staying up late and busy fiddling with his cell phone to design a sophisticated program to launch orders. The name of the program: SJ-Gacor. S is his own name and J is John. (Gacor is easy to find orders) [10%...] [35% ...] [60%...]

The altar was about two metres wide and crimson in colour, its surface was covered with many intricate lines that gave a sense of vertigo if been stared at for long, along the circumference were twelve profound and mysterious runes. The alter served many purposes but in this instance it was used to test the bloodline of the child, if he wasn’t a pure Hunter then the alter wouldn’t even make the slightest reaction no matter what was done, apart from that it was used in testing one’s talent, after the person’s blood has been dropped at it’s very center the lines will light up with crimson light followed by the runes, the number of runes one was able to light up will correspond ones’ talent, li

She smiles in her toffee accent. The dealer nods to me. Huh, me? Oh crap. “Okay.” I smile as I pretend to know what the hell I’m doing. Umm. I nervously look around at the numbers. What the heck number should I pick? “Umm.” The table all wait for my answer. Oh shit. “Ten, please,” I announce. My heart starts to race and I watch the wheel spin around and around until, unbelievably, it lands on ten. “You win.” The dealer smiles.

He reached and picked out ome, lifting it in all direction. "That's a DX-448, real demon, all the way from Germany brother, tough to handle, so watch your step." "It's a little to big, I need something light, unnoticeable, you know what I mean" "Come with me, I've got just what you need" Steel said stroking his beard unknowingly removing a wool that had been stuck ever since Tom got there. Tom and and Still walked in the poorly lighted room that smelled of rotten animal, the strong odor of green flakes lingered in air.

Acre asked "Well daddy I just wanted to tell you that I'm gonna get a mate" confused Acre replied "Well yes, one day you will sweetie" "Yep," Lanna said nodding "His name will be Samual" Chuckling I add "So you know his name?" "Yep and he's gonna have a big black wolf called Samson" "How do you know this sweetheart?" Sky asked as Lannagot up off the couch and headed back to her bedroom "Oh, aunt queen Lanna told me, oh and tomorrow she said we should go to a place called the hard rock cafe for chocolate fudge cake."

The quiet in Jace’s cabin felt suffocating, wrapping around me like a heavy blanket. My mind churned, replaying every word he had said, trying to make sense of the impossible. My breath was uneven, my pulse still racing from the weight of the truth. **Omega.**

"I rather die without having a mate than have an Omega as my mate." "Not just an Omega but a Cursed Omega." "You can't reject me right? I asked him hoping to hear something positive. "Watch me do so." "I Liam Gorenzo, The Alpha of the LOCK HEART PACK reject you, Arielle Dawn, as my mate and Luna of my pack. "You can go find your mate elsewhere who is as weak as you are because we are not destined to be together.". His voice reverberated like Thunderclap, breaking through the dept of my heart and spreading nothing but pain and rejection into me

"How were you able to identify it at all?" Dennis seemed to remember then that she was still fairly new to the operation and he calmed himself down to explain. "You see, Miss Months, every item in Olympus's storage has been tagged with a Doomsday beacon, which as the name implies, is only activated when said item is activated in a such a manner as to be classified as a doomsday.

That made her change. -I want to see her. -Luvioc insisted, trying to pass to the other side, to enter the building. -She gave me this. -Goth took something out of his pocket, in his human form, he looked almost like a normal guy. He pulled out of his pocket a small object. Then Luvioc recognized it, it was a wooden soldier, his all-time favorite toy. One of the few toys he wanted to play with. It was very detailed. -He said he wants you to leave. That you're a bad influence on your brothers. -Goth looked him straight in the eye.

***************** *MONALISA* Lorenzo nodded, smiling. I turned around to start the music. I chose a song, and the strains of Carlos Di Sarli wound through the studio. I turned back to face Lorenzo who was now standing in front of me with a quirked brow. “What are we doing?” “Ochos and Sacadas.” I walked forward into his arms. He took my hand and settled an arm across my back. I closed my eyes in a moment of confusion, his touch was having an explosive effect on my insides.