Alien X Omniverse Novels & Stories

“I’m sure you must have heard that the Alpha King has killed two of his pack members because of me. I won’t be surprised if he increases the count." “So, Lady, what’s your name?” "A...Amelia," “Your rank?” “An omega,” “Lady Amelia, do you know that it’s only because of this gathering organized by Lady Natasha that you even got a chance to speak with me? Otherwise, in the real parties, omegas aren’t even invited, so leave the chance of you speaking to me.” “....” “Thank you for your advice earlier, but I never asked to give you one, nor are you in a position where you can give me advice without my permission."

"Undead beings resurrected without a soul. Powered by the dark current of necromancy." Nothing he said made any sense. All my life, hunters had been taught one thing: to fight for our right to exist in this world. The population of Alphas had mostly gone rogue under the reign of treacherous ones who lived at the ends of the world, said to be the very ones who corrupted others into preying on different genders, most especially omegas. And for that, we had to protect ourselves. But this? This was beyond sinister. "Brother!" Cyrus called out to Xander, who glanced at me once before leaving. Though he remained a stranger, my hand stretched out to grab him.

It coughed, stalled in all the wrong places, had a failing battery, wasn’t bulletproof, and was so rusted it could star in a horror flick. It wouldn’t do, not with Eviscera’s devils still on the hunt. I should know they wouldn't give up. Not after Alexei’s severed hands were packaged neatly in celebratory pink and sent to them like a goddamn party favor. Until the deal with Kane was sealed, Peaches wasn’t safe. “Adonis still isn’t back,” Adolf reported, falling in step beside me, eyes scanning the gammas posted on either side of the hall. “He’s also not picking up his phone.”

“Black Fang is next.” We leave at dusk. Three more saved. Seven total now. Thirty-six to go. Borin walks us to the gate. “Vincent fooled a lot of us,” he says. “But that’s no excuse.” “No,” Cleric agrees. “It’s not.” “Black Fang will fight,” Borin says. “Their Alpha, Raze, collects omegas. Likes them young.” My stomach turns. “Then we hit harder,” Alaric says. We ride north.

Rhys’s voice was cool, his eyes narrowing slightly. Mate. The word hung in the air, and I saw the way Alex’s smirk faltered, just for a second. He hadn’t expected that. Of course, he hadn’t, last he knew, I was just the unwanted Omega he’d cast aside and sold to an old man to produce babies. The Luna of one of the most powerful packs in the region? That wasn’t something he could have imagined. “Yes,” Alex finally replied, his tone smooth, too smooth. “We have... a history.”

But a living thing cannot use it as they will just explode as it cannot hold the sheer amount of purity and power present in it, the Omniforce is above all energy in the Omniverse as it also governs the law of space, time, creation and destruction, the spiritual energy present in this world called the Aura is just like a very weaker version or a byproduct of the Omniforce you cultivate, this energy can only be used by certain beings who God has allowed access to and in this universe those will be Arceus and its three main creation Dialga, Palkia, Giratina who respectively controls Time, Space and Anti-Matter in this universe' Lauren was shocked after hearing everything, him cultivating the v

“I was always going to be here.” The ground beneath the courtyard stabilized , cracks sealed, stone reknit under invisible force. Thane stared. “You don’t understand what’s coming,” he said. “Then explain it,” she replied. His jaw tightened. “The Axis balances worlds,” he said. “When supernatural populations rise too sharply, when territories overextend, when power gathers too heavily, the Axis resets.” Murmurs rippled through the wolves. “Resets how?” Rex demanded. Thane’s gaze remained fixed on Isabella. “With loss.”

“What are you doing here, Annalise? Who invited you? And I know for fact that Ethan’s circle wouldn’t. And Claudia would rather die than have to invite a gamma, regardless of who she is.” “Not everything that happens in this world revolves around you, Xavier,” I said sweetly, turning to face him. “Believe it or not, I do have other acquaintances besides you. Alpha Ethan and I go back quite a while. The idea of me not telling you is just a matter of a small game. It was to respect you, Alpha.” He gave a humorless laugh. “You expect me to believe that? That Ethan would actually want to be around you? Or that you would tolerate being in this lavish world?”

, he said. "What do you want me to do then? Let Sleepy Joe play with me? That man might be scheming up ways to sell me ot kill me", I say, already annoyed with this conversation. Nothing good ever comes out of Sia's mouth, so listening to him was pointless. "The world would not end if you became omega for a while before you challenge him for the alpha title", Sia says calmly. "And if he sells me off? You don't expect me to become a stranger's property".

Rhys was waiting in my study, already sipping coffee, looking unnervingly alert. "The Pack is humming," Rhys observed, not bothering with a greeting. "Lyra has sequestered the Emerald girl, who is demanding reparations for her wounded pride. And the whispers about the 'dust-wolf' Omega are louder than the wind. You’ve successfully engineered a civil war, Alpha." "I engineered obedience," I corrected, grabbing my own coffee. "They need a reminder of who rules this territory. The Omega is a tool." Rhys raised a skeptical brow. "A tool you almost snapped Gamma Torvin's neck over. Torvin's wife, Healer Lyra, not your mother, thankfully, though equally vicious, filed a formal complaint. She wants