Ben 10 Omniverse Episode Full Novels & Stories

Draven had become the most ruthless Alpha in Silvercrest City—a cold, iron-fisted leader who showed no mercy. Liam had renounced his position as the Rage River Pack's heir and spent his days lost in regret. But none of that had anything to do with me anymore. In my lab, my assistant was reporting the latest data. "Doctor, the third phase trials for the Omega gene stabilization sequence were a success!" "Good," I nodded. "Prepare for clinical trials." Outside my window was the Valeriana skyline, a sea of glittering lights. I had lived here for three years.

"There are many more like me... everywhere." "What?!" "Isn't that your name, Omega?" The demon goads, its words slurring, "Yes, we know your name. We know everything!" "How?" Win whispers. May is clutching the sleet vertical bars in a death grip, "What the hell are you on about?" The beta hums. "Everywhere... This is such a great big world, with so many tasty souls, waiting to be devoured." "Not while we are still around, beta." Win snarls back, getting tired of listening to the hissing, growling sounds resonating painfully inside the cramped cell.

When my father was critically injured and dying, I begged Damon to return the money so I could buy healing herbs to save him. Damon told me to stop playing games, but then turned around and spent that same $500,000 to buy a high-grade healing gemstone for his childhood friend's pet dog. "I told you before—Omegas never have genuine feelings! I just feel sorry for you getting played by her emotions. This Omega is really something. Couldn't even pretend for longer than three months before showing her true nature. How boring." "This red healing gemstone looks perfect for my little pup, don't you think?"

Xenon’s gaze lingered on me for a moment longer before he turned away, signaling the end of our break. As we moved further, the scent of salt and damp earth filling my lungs. The island we arrived in was eerily quiet, save for the distant crash of waves against the shore. “This place feels wrong,” I muttered, my eyes scanning the dense vegetation. “It’s not about how it feels,” Xenon said, his tone matter-of-fact. “It’s about what it tells us.” As we ventured deeper into the island, Xenon suddenly stopped, crouching low to the ground. He picked up a small, charred piece of wood and held it up for us to see.

Ewww! The moment I stepped back into my room, I felt so drowsy. Quickly I did a light skincare routine and wore a pink nightdress before tucking myself under the purple covers. “My life is perfect…” I whispered before darkness slowly enveloped my world. Then it happened again! Crawling along the grass, I could barely see any form of light or human around but something was missing. I felt it strongly in my bones that I needed to save someone! I called out a few times for help but no one came! As always no one cared about the wolfless omega!

She closed her eyes, and her hands started to roam again on his body. Adam's eyes widened. He saw Jonathan walking toward him. Karen was behind her while Almera and Kairo were together. He sighed. He couldn't believe that they would be watching this live show. “All of the warriors, don't you all dare to watch them. Look at the boundaries because Damon is trying to get our Luna. Let them do what they want, act like you are all deaf, and the rest, get back to the pack house.” Adam announced. He sighed when Leah grabbed Amoux's nape and started becoming aggressive. He lowered his head.

Everything was wrong. The air was colder than usual, and my body felt… foreign. There were no sounds, except for the constant ringing in my ears, until I heard grunts and blows flying in the air. I turned, catching sight of Orion and Ken in a brawl. “Orion!” I screamed like a banshee as I watched Ken drive his shoulder into Orion’s stomach, sending him to the ground. I threw one leg in front of the other, running to assist Orion, but Dana caught me, slamming me against the hard ground.

Alpha says after a few tense moments, and I nod. I bite my tongue and leave the room, just like my dead omega mother taught me. Be a lady. (This world contains zero humans)

From a distance a horn sounded, it was deep and resonant, the kind used to signal arrivals at the border. A moment later, a chorus of excited voices rose from the hallway, and that's when I realized that the Alphas have returned. I pressed my back to the kitchen wall, heart hammering. I told myself it didn’t matter, that their return meant nothing to an Omega who had mastered the act of being unseen. But as the sound of boots drew closer to the hallway, and the scent of dominance curled through the air, my wolf surged forward.

"Alright, Omega, you first. Drink." The omega’s eyes widened, darting between the cups and the faces of the rogues. He looked terrified. He reached for a cup with a shaking hand, his fingers brushing against the cold earthenware. He hesitated, then, with a gulp, lifted it to his lips and drank deeply. His face contorted for a fleeting moment, then relaxed. "Well?" the brute demanded. The omega coughed, a dry, raspy sound. "It's… it tastes awful. But… I don't feel anything yet. No pain, though."