Symbiote Oc Novels & Stories

Vic says as he raises his glass to his lips and takes a sip. “Three blades strapped to my thing and a small hand gun to my other thigh” I tell him doing the same and taking a sip of my wine. As we go finish speaking the chef personally comes out with our plates. “Count four Cartel, spider tattoos, Diabla will be heading your way in twenty” he bows his head and smiles. Then he laughs and jokes while making a show of explaining our meals to us. I had expected a night out with my husband to be but in this world I guess that wishful thinking.

He sat up in his chair and straightened his suit, not because it was wrinkled though- Megan suspected it was more of an habit with him than anything else, a mannerism whenever he wanted to say something serious. "Like I told you earlier," he began soon after, "Olympus is the United Nation's Covert Affairs Department on Threat Assessment and Response's paramilitary division. We're an autonomous unit that monitors the activities of the world for anything that can put it in danger, and respond when such threat arises with every resource at our disposal." "Resources which happen to include three superpowered teenagers," she completed for him. He nodded affirmative, smiling presumably at the way

Then they were out over the ocean, the terrified cries of their bodyguards quickly lost in the rush of wind. It was scary, but also exhilarating as they swooped and soared, at one with the sky. The symbiont dived with dizzying speed, spreading its wings to arch upward again ten feet from the ocean waves. “Are you controlling this thing?” Jasmine called over the wind, her stomach somewhere in her throat. “How could I? I don’t know how to fly!”

He would be able to do anything with him by his side. The thought made him smile. Sebestian made him smile all the time. He would try to contain it when he was in school and try to keep his head by the lecture, but it would sometimes wander to Sebestian. And he would be gazing at nothing particular with a grin on his face. Jack had slapped him a few times already when he saw him like that all the time. He had asked what was with him, but Adom wasn’t ready to tell him about Sebestian yet. He was just accepting he was an Omega, and now he was already telling people about finding his pair, which felt all too soon for him.

[Obsidian Veins] The smell of scorched flesh and ozone was so thick I could taste it on the back of my tongue. I looked down at the surgical tray, where a jagged, bloody mess of bone and muscle had been replaced by a gleaming, predatory limb of dark obsidian and silver-tech. Dante hadn't just survived the surgery; he had sacrificed the last of his human warmth to become something I could no longer recognize.

“Gabbie, I couldn’t watch you die. It really felt like it was over. They knocked me out, and when I woke up, the house was on fire.” “We’re a team. I’d never leave you. How do you expect me to go on living knowing I left you behind?” He blinked a few times and sighed. It sunk in how deep we were in together. “I’m sorry. We do make a pretty good team. You’re strong for an omega.” I stuck my tongue out at him. He chuckled, revealing his pearly whites. “We need to get you to a hospital, and I don’t see your car anywhere. Crap.”

It was a technique that I had perfected as an only child since I always stayed outside my house without a key. The door screeched open, I watched the staircase and saw no movement so I went into the room and closed the door without making a noise. The room was very spacious with a very large bed in the right corner, it had a desk against the wall and there was a wardrobe to the left. The only window was open and from there I could see my house and part of the road. The wall in front of me was covered with a white sheet and that was very strange, I could not help but notice it, I wanted to know what he was hiding but I was paralyzed when I saw on the desk an identical copy of my infamous doll

she added, her tone like a blade slicing through the air. “Did you come here just to mock me?” he snapped, annoyance edging into his voice. “On the contrary, darling. I came to help you. So help me help you. The base has something you need—a dark attribute symbiote.” Hound’s breath caught, his body tensing involuntarily. She had his attention now.

"The... the supplies! Yes, my maid has the specialized botanical ledger. She knows exactly which crates contain the frozen orchid extract I requested! I will have her prepare the base solution immediately under my direct supervision!" Ethan’s sharp gaze followed Tanya, landing squarely on Elena. His nostrils flared slightly as the faint, sweet scent of clean rain and crushed violets drifted toward him again, defying the heavy stench of the camp's sickness. He took a slow step forward, his eyes burning into Elena’s bowed form. "Then stop wasting time. The Omega will assist you in the side tent. I want a modified batch ready for testing before the sun hits the horizon—or both of your heads wil

My mind raced with what they were going to do to us. Please Goddess. I muttered underneath my breath. Help us. The prayer had barely slid past my lips, before someone cut through my thoughts. A deep voice echoed through the speakers above, and I shuddered. “And we’ve saved the best for last. Tonight, we have a rare treat.” Fear with a mix of disgust coiled itself in my belly, but I held my own. “The most beautiful omega and her pup. Once you set eyes on them, there’ll be no going back. The perfect duo, for the perfect end of the night.