Ben 10: Omniverse Show Novels & Stories

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

I would always hear whispers from the pack members of how cursed I was by causing my mother's death and denying my father the chance to have his mate and a real heir a man of his status deserves. The Moon Goddess had marked me as defective from the start. I couldn’t shift. In the world of shifters where strength is determined with war, claws, teeth and bones, I am seen as an anomaly. A weak spineless Omega who has one of the strongest alphas for a father. And to worsen it all, a latent. Tonight, preparations are in full swing for the Moon Goddess’s ball. Silver lights are being hung and all the tables are decorated in flowers and velvet satin tablecloths. I take note of how beautiful the gra

Yet with Renesme firmly gripping her cheek, Hailey resolved to show her exactly what she wanted to see: a brazen opportunist ready to capitalize on Alpha's riches. Renesme released her with a flourish, and Hailey's shaky knees gave way, causing her to stumble to the ground. Renesme leaned down and snatched the envelope from the floor. "You will come to regret your choice today. You will plead for mercy, and I will not give it. There are dangerous threats in this world, especially for Omegas who cannot protect themselves." Her cold gaze scrutinized Hailey's. "I strongly suggest you proceed with caution from this point forward."

"Little omega thinks she's worthy enough to go to the Mating Ceremony. How. quaint." Thane and the other wolf, a scrawny male named Fenrir , snickered in a consenting manner. "Yeah, Zephyrine, you're just a joke," Thane said. "No one wants a weak, pathetic omega like you." I tried to stand straight, even though three of them pinned me. "I'm not weak," I said, attempting not to let my voice tremble. "And neither am I pathetic. And I am very much as worthy to be at that mating ceremony as the rest.

What are the odds of such a thing even happening? What happens now? I felt the tension crackling between them and how she grew rigid. My brother looked at her with the same expression on his face. An Omega-born and a Beta-born? Goddess, I've never heard of such a thing. Ever. Before I can think more deeply on the matter, Golen approaches me. "Good news," he begins, "I just found out that I'll be teaching you during the next quarter. I'll be the instructor's assistant. I hope you're happy."

“You are just another body bag. One I’ll like to zip myself, but I’ll leave you to the alpha. She’ll know what to do with you.” He started back on his journey as I thought back on what he had said. “I’m sorry, did you say she?” “That is what I said.” “Your alpha is a…” “…female, yes.” I was impressed and I followed him to a large building which had beautiful spikes created in artistic forms. We entered the brightly colored building which had lights in iced chandeliers. “How do you get electricity?” Heimdal asked. “Ever heard of wind turbines?” the elder said.

Kaiden rolled his eyes before offering introductions. “Ten, this is the new trainer, Aliya Manor. Aliya, this is unfortunately my beta and best friend Ten Xavi. Ten took my hand and brought it to his lips in greeting. At his touch, tingles ran up the length of my arm and I flushed. Still bent over my wrist, he looked up at me through long, golden lashes that matched his messy mob of hair. “Aliya, such a lovely name.” He said, the corner of his mouth curved in a half smile. “Well, Aliya, I am currently unmated and very single. If you—”

"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.

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

This girl is made for running. Trevor: And we will make her run like hell. DIANA: Where to, Captain? Trevor: World 8 The ship completes its jump. The Chernov finds itself in E-M L4 of World 8. Trevor: According to Bob this world is always at war. DIANA: Yes sir Trevor: Why? DIANA: Two superpowers who don't want to stop fighting. Trevor: I get it now. There should be some groups who want to oppose this right?