An Omega For Sale Novels & Stories

Did he even have to add the part where she was sold? Before her thoughts went rampant, Elle managed to get a hold of herself again. She didn't want to jump to conclusions since he wasn't done speaking. "In a civilized world like ours, Omegas are rare. Wolfs never abandon or get thrown out of their pack. I'm a man who seeks out omegas around, by will or by force, nurtures them, and gets them to join a new pack. If I had known Arielle was the Omega that was gonna be sold to me, the kidnappers wouldn't have left that place alive!" He growled as he said so, making Elle's heart skip a beat.

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

My lips crack with thirst. The door creaks open. Light slices into the dark. My heart leaps in terror, expecting Clara’s shadow. But it’s not her. A hand slips in. Trembling. Thin. In it, a piece of bread and a dented cup of water. I lift my gaze. Another Omega stands there, eyes wide with fear and pity. “Eat,” she whispers. “Please. Before they come back.” Tears sting my eyes, hot and humiliating. Not for the pain, not for the rejection. But for this—the fragile kindness of an omega.

His laughter slowly died down as he looked at us again. “That’s what everyone believes which suits us just fine.” He scratched his chin. “We formed an alliance with an Omega Centre. Legally they can only do so much to help omegas in trouble. That’s where we come in. We protect omegas from danger, and make them disappear if we have to.” His eyes darted to mine. “We don’t hurt omegas.” “How do we know that you’re telling the truth?” “I’ll show you if you decide to accept our help.”

She smiled at me again then said, “Well you dropped your spare key and I kept it ever since.” "Can I have it back then?" I asked politely, but nothing is ever so easy when it comes to Martha. Martha shook her head and said, “I will. But first, Yael… you have a guest. And she’s waiting.” I swallowed, hard. Fearful that it may be one of those gangsters who are buying off omegas to harvest their organs and feed them to the elites. Rumors are swirling around that omegas heart and lungs could cure any diseases. The more rubost and young the omega is, the more it sells off to the black market. And this, this may be one of those traps to feed off the greed of the elites. Martha is no better than th

She asked. Lexie's senses came flying back then. What had she just done? From the get-go, her plan had been to make it through this party by keeping her head down. If no one noticed her, she could return to her room in one piece. That wouldn't be happening now, because she had gone and run her mouth. The second woman sniffed the air, and immediately frowned. "Are you an omega?" The question was like a blow in Lexie's guts. Following suit, the first woman sniffed Lexie's scent. "My gosh, you really are an omega!" She confirmed.

“At the auction house.” Sell me? Well, that couldn’t be worse than death, could it? How wrong I was. *** The auction house was in an old warehouse. They brought me in and lined me up with the other omegas. “Where are we?” I whispered to an omega beside me. “Flooders. It’s a well known auction site. They specialize in…in providing ‘playthings’ and ‘breeders’ for powerful Alphas. If you know what I mean.” I didn’t, not exactly. But I caught the gist of it. A suffocating feeling washed over me; I was unable to control my own destiny. My nose tingled with the onset of tears.

Her eyes glued to it ever since, not speaking a word. I took a shortcut heading towards Linda’s clothing store. It’s the largest high-class store anyone could find in the city containing the most expensive and elegant pieces of Linda’s designs. All of which surpassed the other companies by sales. Interestingly though, she is an omega. An unusual omega who used to like wandering into the forest alone, without shifting into her wolf.

I was right to think sick things were done to him. “Again, I do not remember but whatever must have transpired between you and my alter ego isn’t any of my concern, this is between us both now. And as I said, I want to make a deal with you. The Omega for the information.” “You must think I’m stupid. Omegas are sold cheap, Rex but of course, you have no idea.” “No, actually. You are one of the few Alphas I hold in high esteem. Why come all the way here when you can get another for cheap? You clearly said they aren’t worth much.”

I can't be late making breakfast, not again! My name is Theo Marco Rossi. I am 26 years old and I am an Omega slave for the blood moon pack. My life didn't start out this way I had loving parents, two sisters, and friends. All it took was 1 hour, 1 hour to change my life, and 1 hour is all it took for me to become an Omega slave.