Samurai Oc Novels & Stories

It was clear right from day one that Sierra isn't as welcoming as Angela, which didn't really bother me as I also didn't want to be part of the family; sooner or later I would be leaving. I walked to the watch section, my eyes falling on a particular black sleeve rolex. For some reason, the watch reminded me of Sage. It is a masterpiece that would suit his wrist, and part of me wanted it for him but couldn't afford it. Besides, he has like a dozen or so collections that I'm sure he has never used. "You like it?" Sierra's voice came in, snapping me out of my thoughts. My lips drew back together. I only stared at her briefly before shaking my head, the air suddenly filling up with silence.

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

I smiled back with a bloody wolf smirk. "Hi Lance! Thanks!" She called and I barked back at her. She and I began fighting back to back s the rouges and warriors came at us faster. Sara doing the same along with Stacy and Troy on either side of us. We fought for what felt like hours but was probably only a few minutes. Suddenly, Creed and Shimon came running over to us. Creed was a huge black wolf but Shimon was still in human form. They positioned themselves on each side of Samantha.

The feeling was unfamiliar, which startled Jack. "Nice to meet you; I'm Sam, Adom's childhood friend." Sam said this and stared at Jack. He felt weird. He shouldn't. He could sense that he wasn't an alpha, and he was certainly not an omega, so what were these feelings? He tried to shake it off, but his eyes would be pulled to the tall, handsome beta every time, and when he looked, Sam would accidentally be looking too. He had a certain kind of aura around him that he felt. All over.

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."

Tuesday. Location, Kyoto, Japan. SAMUEL STARED AT THE manpower reports his assistant had run. The numbers didn't lie. If he ran with the opportunity he'd been given, he'd run out of men long before they attained their goals. Which put him in the unfortunate predicament of needing more men.

"You're too late, Emma. The circle has closed. The Midsummer sacrifice has already begun." She tilted her head, her golden eyes glittering with cruel delight. "There's no turning back for your precious Suicune. She is the bridge. And the bridge must be crossed..." "...even if it breaks in the process." Sokaris answered with a deafening roar. The sound shook the surrounding trees, sending leaves raining to the ground while several fleeing omegas stumbled from the sheer force of it. Without taking his eyes off Samara, he turned just enough to look at me over his shoulder.

Another Omega said as she join the fight. "Why you guys even care?" Alexandra said as she looked at them, the Omega glared towards her with hatred. "Don't talk to me you human." The Omeg hissed, Alexandar see how eveyone now looking at them. Jasmine even stands behind them even if she is not sayig anything. And other members of the Sebestian pack also started seeing her including Sebestians himself. "How funny, arent you talking about me?" Alexandra asks as she raises her eyebrows, the Omega glare at her.