Beta Omegaverse Novels & Stories

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.

I felt waves of sparks in my hand and suddenly I was pulled against a huge chest. "Mine" it vibrated as multiple growls were heard from my family and friends. Beta Trevor chuckled uneasily, "Maybe you are just confused by her Omega powers." he suggested as he tried to calm the situation. "I am not confused. She is mine. DON'T TOUCH HER!" he yelled.

Thanks to my father coming home early, he stopped Jun before I could open the door. I was able to go out after my heat had passed, I wanted to talk to Jun but anytime I went to his place, he wasn't there, he started hanging around the other bullies at school and was ignoring and avoiding me, saying he wouldn't talk to me because I'm an omega. I willingly let them beat me up because I thought he was mad at me and I wanted him to vent his anger onto me since he wouldn't let me say sorry.

It is a known fact among all people that alphas are only meant for omegas because that's how the tertiary genders dictate the world. "Dear... a little more and I'll cum." Sevastian releases more pheromones though the beta wouldn't notice a thing. He paces up his thrusting and sucks on Zen's neck. If only he's an omega, he would've already marked him and made him his. 'Who knows, maybe he'll turn into a fucking omega by if I continue to release pheromones.' He thought. Zen could feel the difference in their body heat and a strange feeling running down his spine as he felt the alpha's movements getting more and more erratic. He realized that the alpha is reaching his limit. He never expected t

he reminded him. "It can be revived if I can get an omega" Haynes explained further. "Which you were unable to find after searching many communities of werewolves for years. Or are you planning to send me to the werewolves so that I could get bitten and become a 'floater' like you?" Sergeanti laughed hysterically. He had discovered his plans. Haynes was a very dubious dishonest and wicked wizard. "No, you don't need to go and search for any werewolves because an omega is lurking in Greenford right now" Haynes ascertained.

She asked with suspicion lingering in her eyes. “I… I think our Alpha mentioned it.” I lied, rattling out. “He didn’t.” She shook her head. “Well, he just did. Let’s go prepare.” I scurried away from her before she bantered me with questions. I had to be careful of the way I predicted things. The Omegas were the lowest-ranking servants in the pack and we were the ones in charge of organizing the field for Steven’s welcome banquet. I returned to the venue to take a final look at it before the event time, the canopies were in the right place including the chairs, tables, and food sets.

“Planned. All of it.” I reached out and turned the page myself. My fingers left bloody prints on the screen. There was a whole section about Omegas. Rare Omegas. Ones born every few hundred years with power that can break curses or make entire packs unstoppable. My name was not on the page yet, but there was a blank line waiting. And under it, in my father’s handwriting: Raven Blackthorne – last chance or final weapon. I stepped back as if the screen burned me. Ethan grabbed my hand, his palm was warm. “Baby, look at me.”

This led the moon goddess to rain down her wrath upon her people, and after a hundred years of drought and famine in the five Kingdoms, the moon goddess — Cessi, listened to the prayers of her people and gave each Kingdom an Omega. An Omega is a rare and special creation with distinct features of a crescent moon on their forehead. The people were advised to treat the Omegas as embodiments of the moon goddess herself and once in a year an anniversary is held in the name of the moon goddess, whereby the Omegas are to dance traditionally to glorify her name.

“Two babies were born to a crackhead in California, and the state took them in. One twin got taken by the Hawthornes, the other by the Graces. Neither family saw it fit to tell their kids they had a brother out there in the whole wide world, until one of them, me, came across the information. After that, I came to find Revon.” “How can you I believe you’re telling the truth?” Annalise demanded. “Why would I lie to you?” I asked, my voice light. She couldn’t answer that. Again, I let it slide. “Just sniff me.” “What?!” she recoiled in disgust. “I’m not being weird. Just smell my scent.” She did, hesitantly, and the furrow between her brows lessened. “You’re…an Omega.” “Bingo,” I smiled. “And

He stood up and went towards the shelves and grabbed some sort of liquid and poured it into his mouth. He came back to sit beside me and sighed. “Apex Omegas are the extinct types of Omegas, at least that is what everyone thinks because they have been hiding so well. And yes, I'm one of them,” he started and I paid all my attention to him. “The Apex Omegas are the strongest and rarest types of Omega and we easily multiply because our genes easily dominate every other type of genes including Alpha which explains why I'm more of an Apex Omega. My Alpha genes only dominate when I suppress my Omega instinct.”