Ben Ten Omniverse Watch Novels & Stories

"Noelle, the strap's a little loose. I'll have it adjusted for you and give it a tune-up, so you'll have the perfect watch to wear tomorrow." I laughed at him for overreacting, but his thoughtfulness melted my heart, so I handed the watch over to him. I never expected it to be on another woman's wrist at this moment. Even my livestream followers noticed it right away. "Hold up! Isn't that watch Noelle's 'Time's Prelude'? That's a one-of-a-kind piece!" "Oh my god! I remember that watch! When Mr. Callen gave it to her, we all said that it was straight out of a fairy tale! Why is it on that woman's wrist?"

He wasn’t done with me yet, not by a long shot. I slowly sat down and hugged myself, harshly wipes my tears. I was once a beautiful omega in the village, people admire me for having a pretty face eversince I'm young—Mom would be so proud about it but now—being pretty is a curse. "Get up." Colton said and went infront of me. "Your hands, Give me your hands." He ordered. I'm hesitant but I obeyed, I can't say no—he had a severe anger issue. I shaky lift my wounded hands infront of him and then second later a heavy and cold metal kiss my wrist. I looks at my wrist and saw a chain—what?

I answered while still eating. “Okay, okay,” He said, still laughing. “Oh, finish that, it’s the last bite,” I accepted that, he looked at his wristwatch, wait, what the fuck? “In a bit, you’ll be taking medicine, the dosage in your dextrose is too high, so eat, for your body to handle it, okay?” I just looked at his wristwatch, “Is that an authentic watch?” It’s a Blancpain Fifty Fathoms Automatic 45 mm, it cost half a million, “Is it legit?” I didn’t hesitate to ask him.

I reach for it, but he catches my wrist. “I’ll put it on you.” I turn slightly, tilting my head forward, exposing my nape. My heart skips a beat as the cold metal settles against my skin. The click of the clasp is loud in my ears. “It’s beautiful,” I breathe, touching the diamonds. “Not as beautiful as you,” Zayn corrects. He leans in, his lips brushing my ear, his breath sending a fresh wave of heat through me. “It’s fitted with a sub-dermal GPS transmitter. High-frequency, encrypted. I can see your pulse, your location, and your proximity to me from my phone at all times.”

He didn’t let out even the deepest emotion. “I can’t let a weakling like you be my Luna. To keep it clear to you, the one who is going to be my Luna is none other than my one and only Barbra Baker, the strongest lady in the pack," he let out, shoving my hand once more and moving towards my sworn enemy, Barbra. Barbra and I have never had anything in common since we met, and we were always in a surge of anger upon meeting each other. Her power level was far greater than anything I had ever had. I was just a weak omega that no one wanted. What else? I became a homeroom teacher for the little ones while she became a model and a fierce hunter.

"Where's my phone? I'll call dad." "L'il Seth, let's call the doctor first, okay?" he hurried his steps and call the doctor to check Seth again. Alexis was a beta and he did not know how to deal with the differentiation much less about what the omega should know. Entering, the doctor had a heavy aura on him. His face was showing obvious irritation, "Congratulations," he said but there was no genuine happiness in his voice, "you manifested as an omega. It was your first heat, right?" not even a consideration in his voice.

“vampires have been spotted outside our coast since the death of your father, three years after to be exact, and we’ve been receiving threats from unknown sources since 10 years back. I just need you to be able to take care of you, no one knows what can happen next” Charlotte nods, not wanting to comprehend the importance or effect of what he just said. The situation is a bad one she knows it, but she wouldn’t want to put more fear in herself by asking him to explain more. “I understand” “you have to submit yourself to the services Char, if you really want full immunity, you have to, else, you’ll be all alone when bad stuff happens”

Sara replied. "Do you have an Omega that can come and train her?" Elder Summers asked. "We are looking for one now" Sara answered. "I may have one that could help you. My mate is an Omega and has become bored now that the kids have moved out. She could come and help." Elder Summers offered. "We would be honored to have her assist us" Jack replied with a grin. "I will speak with the Council and Matilda today but I think that everything should fall into place. Congrats! You have a new pack member and a new daughter!" Elder Summers stated and the car breathed a sigh of relief.

"I moved the core—the actual, sentient architecture—to a physical drive months ago. It isn't on the bunker servers. It isn't in the cloud. It’s in the casing of this watch. If they take me, they get the body. They get the biological vessel. But they don't get the mind. They don't get the algorithm that makes the Medusa work. Not unless I give them the key." ​The plane began its steep descent. Through the window, I could see the glittering lights of the Hamptons below us—a wealthy, sprawling trap of manicured lawns and high stone walls. It looked like a graveyard of empires. ​"Isabella, if you reveal the truth about the watch, you destroy your inheritance," Thorne warned, his voice urgent. "T

"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."