Undertale Human Oc Novels & Stories

Blaze ordered. “Yes, Alpha,” they said in unison. Blaze dismissed the three of them and only Caleb remained in the room with him. “She's a human,” Caleb said. “I didn’t know humans and werewolves can be mates,” he added seriously. “I know. Like you, I couldn’t believe it at first,” Blaze confessed honestly and sat on the armchair. “But she’s my mate, the one that great Moon Goddess had given to me. I don’t care if she’s a human, I will still love her,” he added seriously. Caleb heave a sigh and tapped his shoulder. It’s his way of saying that he supports his Alpha no matter what his decisions will be. It may be a first in their history but Blaze doesn’t care about that. He’s prepared for the

What else did I have to live for? I thought of my brother Laurent; he would take over the gamma position in my stead; all those didn't seem to matter to me anymore; if Cara was not mine, then I didn't care; but if there was a tiny chance, a little possibility here, then I was willing to take my chances. A human walked up to me, but when he got close, I recognized that this was no human; this strange creature was taller than any human I had ever seen; its eyes were all black, giving it away it's inhumanity more and I could see it's claws too.

The woods reminded me of our playground. While we were playing, I detected a rogue trying to slip away; Fernis sensed it as well, and we were about to tackle it when we heard a gunshot nearby. It shoots the rouge, which falls to the ground. As Fernis made her way back to the vehicle, I transformed into a human shape. "What the fuck was that?" I exclaimed. 'I think it was a hunter,' Fernis said. We returned to the mansion to escape being ambushed by the hunter. They're still busy, so I decided to assist them by arranging the tables and other items needed for the celebration.

"I don’t need it. Not now. And besides, she’s just a weak human. She’ll never be a worthy Luna. I’ve already found someone far more suitable for that role." The oracle gave me a grim, silent look, her lips pressed into a tight, disapproving line. You didn’t need to be an Alpha to know she was furious—and not hiding it. “You’re an idiot, Alpha Wayland,” she said flatly. Anyone else would’ve been dead for saying something like that to me. But just like that red-haired menace, these oracles seemed to get away with their bluntness too. “You’re really that bothered by the fact that she’s human?” she continued. “Plenty of werewolves are paired with humans. It’s not the catastrophe you’re making it

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

And she was entirely, undeniably human. No pack scent. No supernatural aura. Just fragile, pulsing, beautiful humanity. A human. The Moon Goddess had paired the most lethal Alpha in the country with a human. The elders like Silas would call it a disgrace. A fatal vulnerability. They would demand her dead. Roman’s grip tightened imperceptibly on her arms. Let them try, he thought, a wave of ruthless, possessive darkness flooding his veins. "Excuse me," a sharp, highly irritated voice broke through his murderous haze.

Toby—the boy who thought he was a player—shrank back, his headset falling to the floor. The man who had stepped out of the monitor was not a ghost. He was the Real Thorne. He was the biological original of the "Arthur" and "Leo" templates, a man who looked to be in his late fifties, his silver hair groomed with a precision that bordered on the divine.

Ryan muttered behind me, the entire image clicking into place. “Jorgsten, I just ran a quick test with your blood, mixing it with the humanoids. It reacted very violently, thrashing against your blood. If the humanoids were weaker, yours should have easily suppressed it—” “They are weaker.” His eyes darkened, his wolf bleeding to the surface. “I hate the smell of those things.” “Probably because they are diluted,” I said. “If what I am thinking is right, the humanoids are diluted versions of Celestial Dukes.”

"Yeah. It's getting rapid recently and a feast for you. But if you don't get back soon....You'll end up a human slayer and might advance to killing even on normal days" "Well. make human for few hours, let me restore myself" Lucas requested. The man made a sofa appear as has sat down, comfortably crossing his legs. "Well that...I can't...you have to wait till night so you'll have greater chances of success. Because I can only assure you 3 hours. so going now is useless" "So what should I do?" The man looked up at him"Wait of course"

“Hey human, I guess you’re having a death wish!” The humanoid mantis creature gritted his teeth and stared at Lucas while saying it. Lucas shook his head instead and lifted a finger with a demonic aura surrounding it. Swoosh! Following a wind-cutting sound appearing, the Rank 7 Earth Honorable Humanoid Mantis was dead. Lola was flabbergasted. She knew for sure Lucas was stronger than the humanoid mantis creature but did not expect the humanoid mantis creature to be dead in an instant when she was not even in time to have a clear vision of it.