Alpha Omega Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He was studying the menu without looking up, Camila smelled the alpha in front of him, it was an exquisite sandalwood scent, it was curious why most of the alphas kept a peculiarly strong smell. “Bring me an American coffee and a turkey sandwich without the trimmings” he said in his thick voice, bringing the omega out of his self-absorbed mind. He still wasn't looking at her. She wrote down his orders and took him to the kitchen, in a little less than ten minutes he returned to the table, already with his order in hand. “Enjoy your meal,” Camilla said kindly. A gust of wind entered the place, making the alpha look up in search of that candy aroma that hypnotized him, meeting the beautiful om

He couldn't believe that his presence made her shy. “Omega,” he called. “What I said some few minutes was nothing but… I was just trying to get you angry so that you can talk. Don't take it to heart,” Alpha said. Omega Yna raised her eyes and looked at him then returned her eyes to the floor. She couldn't maintain her eye contact with him. Alpha was expecting her to carry on with the conversations, but she didn't. He had to continue.

"This Omega, named Mira, worked at the packhouse, tended to house chores with no formidable powers. She has no relatives either. And on the day of her 18th birthday, she was discovered to be the mate of the great Lycan Alpha prince." I know the lines off hand but I chose to project it word by word with rhyming images so as not to miss any intricate detail of the story. Gradually, I can see the rekindled interest of my classmates. "The Lycan Alpha prince however was not having that, in his rage and fury, he thought the moon goddess was making fun and scorning him. He rejected this Omega as his mate. The Omega pleaded for mercy and for second chance but she was not granted. Instead, she was lo

“What were you expecting me to be, then? Just an asshole? An alpha that only listens to himself and does not give a shit about other people's feelings, especially if the other person is an omega?“ Mandy shrugged. “Well, my first impression of you is just like my impression of all the other alphas that I've met—high and mighty, overly proud of themselves, stubborn, assholes, and jerks. And you can't really blame me for that because you really looked like one. Also, didn't you say that you like being called 'asshole'? So I see no problem even if I see you as one, though that's not the case anymore.“

Alpha Ronald made sure that I was always guarded, so that I would never be able to escape him. "The Alpha wants me to join him." I stated confidently, but there was a skeptical look in his eyes as he stared at me. "Look, if you delay me and the Alpha come here to get me by himself, you know too well how he will punish you. So better get out of my way, so I can be done with all these." I didn't bother to hide the irritation in my voice. All my guards and the other omegas that the Alpha specifically chose to watch me knew that I hated him. They knew that I was his play thing, and they had heard me lash out at him a few times.

Kael threw him a questioning look not bothering to ask what. “Tell it to the moon. Under the soft glow of the moonlight, speak, say it out, pour out your heart to the moon, reveal to the moon, the secret it already knows… the forbidden bond that bound you to Alaric, the Alpha Prince whose heart belonged to duty and tradition, but whose soul, it seemed, was inextricably linked to a beautiful Omega servant named Kael.” “Aaron, that's off the rails, downright cheesy. So painful to watch.” Kael's comment had him and Aaron burst into laughter while having Alaric almost in tears; his omega is more comfortable with another alpha and that's a clear reflection of how much he had failed Kael.

I growled. “This is important, Alpha,” he insisted. I narrowed my eyes as my anger started rising again. “It better be.” Affected by my aura, he shrank into himself. Pathetic. “Y-you asked me t-to report about the O-omega, Alpha,” he said, and it immediately perked my interest. “She… She found a job.” Shock struck me so hard I flinched. This couldn’t be true. But concern washed over me nonetheless. “Where?!” I ordered him to tell me. And he hit me with the last answer I’d expected. “Phantom Den.”

I can feel things I've never felt before, "Everyone thinks they can fantasize about you, even the older guys. I don't like that, Kingsley." "Alpha... w-what do they fantasize about?" I ask breathlessly, raising my hands to wrap them around his neck and look directly into his stupidly beautiful face, "I don't understand." "Everyone knows you're a future omega," he begins, his nose trailing down my face until he reaches my neck. He scents me and then I feel his warm mouth on my skin, kissing there, making my eyes roll back. His hands are still on my ass, but now they go underneath the holes in my shorts to touch even more, except he can’t touch my skin because I'm wearing my clear stockings un

He was not pleased with the idea of working for another Alpha, a sentiment shared by many Alphas. ****** Alpha Bryan - POV I walked to my car parked outside the Black Mist pack territory and halted when I saw Flora walking with a little boy. I knew the boy was the heir of the Black Mist pack. Seeing Flora as Ryker’s Luna, with both a mate and an heir, hit me hard. I have none of that. What drew me in was Flora’s beauty. Every time she walked, she embodied the grace of a classic lady. With no makeup and her slight blonde waves, she radiated a natural glow. My heart ached as I saw her smile at the little boy. She looked like she would be a wonderful mother, so caring and attentive. I didn’t e

Dante Things hadn’t made sense in what felt like forever. Not since I first realized I loved Alicia and that we were both alphas—a love that could go nowhere. But right here, with Clarissa in our arms, their two scents surrounding me, suddenly everything did. “Whoa,” the omega in our embrace whispered against my chest. “I thought—I’m not sure what I thought. I couldn’t piece it together, but now, with the three of us here—it’s true, my snow leopard was right