Best Friend Omegaverse Novels & Stories

“It’s Tyrone’s mating ceremony. Apparently, he’s found himself an omega.” Her expression darkened instantly, her face twisting in disapproval. “An omega?” she spat, her lip curling. “A beta marrying a creature as lowly as an omega?” She shook her head, her voice laced with scorn. “What is Tyrone thinking? He could have chosen a strong, influential woman—someone from a powerful bloodline, someone like Hannah.”

She declared calmly. Bastian then leaned closer, stared at her face, and uttered, "Once I have some enough free time, I guess we will go abroad. I want you to meet my friends from the different country." "Do you mean from the Alpha level?" Margie speculated. "Not only from the Alphas, you may also be friends the Betas, Gammas, and also the omegas. This pack is the highest among all, being the representative of the country, while another top-tier packs were spread around. My Alpha friends are not just Carter and Dave." Bastian explained proudly.

in the midst of our current situation. "They’re not really my friends,” I said, clarifying the nature of our relationship. “But the omegas in my room, they’re---” I didn't like to admit it, but I didn't have any friends. But the omegas in my room were the only companions I had, highlighting the stark loneliness I felt. Despite this, I was wary of trusting them or showing kindness, well aware that my father could exploit them against me. “All the omegas are fine,” Rain nonchalantly remarked, indicating a lack of concern. But his obvious distaste for omegas caught me off guard.

someone called out in agreement and more voices joined. “Divorce your omega wife and you can marry your fated mate. The moon goddess has blessed you with a beta born as your mate! With her by your side, you will finally be stronger and we can win the war. The future of the pack is going to be safe!” Elder Zachary cheered.

To them I was just a pawn and since I was diagnosed as an omega, all of my future plans would have 'being sold' in common. That was pretty much the fate of omega borns like me. When you are born an omega, you have only two choices. Omegas could give birth to dominant alphas, be it Male or female. That's why we're wanted by the elites to carry out their legacy of alphas from their clan.

"But Kelly is going to look after you. She's very nice you know. We were all friends here and we can help you." Once upon a time. Not that it appeared to make May feel better. Sebestian took a deep breath. "May, do you remember the other omega with dark hair at the place the men took you to? He would have had a mark like this on his neck." Sebestian traced the mark with his finger along the side of his own neck to show her. May nodded. "He was Omega like me and father Ordon told me that we need to protect Omegas." Sebestian smiled. Of course his sweet Allen was good with everyone, even bad ones. "Do you know what happened to him?"

she asked back. That person is me. I have never been so excited to have friends because they were all a bunch of fakes, but maybe it's time to give friendship another try. "Can I ask you something?" "Sure you can, anything, bestie... sorry, you said just friends for now," she grinned. "Who are the Betas and Omegas?" I asked with knitted eyebrows. "They're the alpha's younger brothers, right?" I added, and Callista started laughing just the same way Thorne laughed at me.

It was Maren, Rieka’s trusted handmaiden. To the world, Maren was nothing more than a loyal servant who lived to please her mistress. But in truth, she was Uriel’s ally, a woman who had once admired the strength the Omega carried, even in her suffering. When Uriel was reborn as Rey, Maren had sworn her allegiance anew, working quietly in the shadows to ensure her lady’s plans could move forward. “You’ve done well,” Rey said softly, her tone clipped but laced with the faintest warmth.

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

He slowly stands up from his seat and starts walking to the side of bed that is a bit messy because of sex he had with his ex-soulmate, preparing to listen to Steaven who has already sat comfortably on the chair in front of the bed. Sebestian crossed his arms, cracking the muscle of his biceps with a frown written across his features. He looks so intimidating and if there's any omegas in the room, they would probably whine while unintentionally releasing their slick at the strong pierce coming from Sebestian but since Steaven is his best friend and an alpha, the hard look given by him never seems to falter his eagerness to tell the controversial news. "What is it?" "So, you know the omega th