Novel & Cerita The Oc Fanfic

luna begins to hyperventilate because the memories are flooding back *Flash back* Cara types furiously on her phone, she hit sends on her gram story! Luna opens her phone to check her messages and she received 15 text messages some said " FUCKING WHORE" SHE SO UGLY SHE HAS TO FUCK A MAN TO GET TO THE TOP"as she reads the messages she sees "Carmen is typing" Luna texts Luz "Luz help me someone started a rumor did you it? Carmen is typing she saw it I am crying help me"

"I am not leaving without her. She is my fiancée betrothed to me by her father." Damien didn't seem to like the sound of this as he growled lowly as though he were planning Dorian's demise."Kiara is mine." Then, he took my hand and I felt a jolt of electricity at his touch. Dorian not to be outdone took my other hand and I was surprised to feel a spark emanating from our touch. "No, she is mine." What on earth was this? I didn't understand my feelings for either of them at the same time it felt like it was less about me and more about the rivalry they shared.

she said, tone teasing yet sincere. I took a step closer, closing the minimal space between us. “A team? Ocean…” My voice dropped, almost a growl, “we’re unstoppable. Together. And nothing… nothing will touch you when I’m here.” The comm vibrated urgently. Security feed—another building. Another attack. Marcus wasn’t done. And as I caught Ocean’s hand, feeling the tremor in hers, I realized… our love, our obsession, our desire, our fierceness—it wasn’t just passion anymore. It was the war. And Marcus’s next move would push us to the edge.

A sharp kick to my face sent me sprawling backward. My eyes burned as sand and dirt scraped against them. I gasped, my hand flew straight to my bleeding nose. “Who is your Luna?” Cynthia sneered. “I am no Luna to a useless omega.” I trembled, my body screaming in exhaustion. “Please, ma… I didn’t do anything. I am just a lowly omega.” She squatted and yanked my hair up with her fingers, dragging it so hard I felt my scalp pulling out, “An Omega that's mated to my man, my husband!” she hissed in anger before pushing my head back, “You're not innocent Omega, Daphne. Like I said earlier, I have heard about you!”

he mercilessly destroyed half of village until he was brutally killed by army of nearby kingdom …… Oceano and his brother Damon were just 10 years old when they both were orphaned, both twinzaj brothers then vowed to avenge their parents’ death, as time passed they both grew up in the same way their parents had asked them to…. Oceano grew up as Dragon shifter while Damon grew up as Merman… they both had their own time to come out in light… Damon used to stay up in daylight while Oceano used to stay up in night time… in later half of the day they both used to stay in hideout…

“Yes, if it's a trap and an alpha want it that way. It could be a trap; the pups will grow up and invade our ranks to destroy us the moment we least expect it. -Said Seth and took my hand, but I let it go indignantly.” “They cannot be aware of this; they are still small.” “If they are not omegas, that means they are a threat. My love, please act with reason.” He said and embraced me. I accepted the hug, I felt that I needed it. When we were both together, I felt our connection recover and my anger calm down. I looked at him intently, he was so handsome, strong, mysterious. His gaze enchanted me, even though I wanted to keep my distance. It was a love so intense that it did not fade, even whe

Bianca was strangling the girl. My eyes narrowed in realization when it hitted me hard that it was O.C on the floor. Anger course through me as visions of me killing them in multiple ways flashed through my brain. The color in their faces drained out when they saw how furious I was. They left her on the floor and backed away with fear written all over their faces They dared layed hands on my girl. O.C. O.C who was pregnant. O.C who was still grieving her late mother whom was buried last week.

Thankfully, we had time. “Get on with it,” Shane sighed as he ran his fingers through his hair. Odis turned from us and Gabe went with him. The crowd parted for them. My mate grabbed my hand and brought it up to his lips. Obsidian eyes I fell for the moment I saw them the first time stared down at me. “Just a few more hours until forever,” I breathed. My heart felt as if it was going to burst. “I can’t wait,” he growled. “Alpha,” Odis called.

Neither the chilled watermelon nor the cold air conditioning could cool the heat in my body. Damn it. I suddenly hated my photographic memory. Those two pages I saw in Kane’s room kept replaying in my head. It was a fanfiction. The female lead was me. The male lead was Wane. It was normal for fans to ship me and Wane. But who told me CP fans these days were so bold? The fanfiction’s plot was this: Because I complained about a werewolf couple fooling around in public, they cursed me—I would have to spend eighteen rounds in bed with my Fate Mate to maintain my human form. Otherwise, I would turn into a pig.

Something has changed. I don’t know how or really even when exactly, but writing and reading my fanfic isn’t doing it for me anymore. It used to be everything, all I needed, what I lived for, and obsessed over in my limited free time but now it’s not enough. I read the words, and expect to get hot and bothered and ready to touch myself as usual, and the need just isn’t there. It’s not that it doesn’t turn me on, it’s just not as exciting. What I’m now obsessed with is having Bryce and Wyatt in real life.