Cute Omega Flowey Novels & Stories

He replied in anger, facing her as his powers exuded from his body But it seemed like he couldn’t harm her either, it was like a wall was built around her immediately he got close to her, but he kept surging in, trying to break free, in seconds, he stepped back, panting and taking a seat at the altar. This male creature seemed old, his white beards long enough to touch his chest, he looked more like a werewolf than a witch, his fingers were so long, giving him a very creepy look, he was adorned with ornaments that seemed ancient.

Then, in the rain, she strips. Victor knows what's coming, frozen to the spot, unable to run or look away. The Omega screams in pain, voice lowering to a register fit for an animal. It's pure agony in her glowing sapphire eyes as her bones snap, wet and fleshy, white hair sprouting over the whole of her bodice, as she gets on all fours. Her Wolf is the same as Victor's, large, primordial, ferocious. The Alpha's ten seconds are up.

With Ashly's scent in the room, Alex the wolf was clawing at him, wanting him to take his Omega and make sweet love to him. "No! You can't leave me like this. Please, Alpha, please! Just hold me for a few minutes; the cramps hurt so much. Hold me." Ashly's voice was so hoarse from the screaming and whimpering. She needed water, but Ashly wouldn't let Alex leave the room. She never imagined that Alpha would find her so unattractive, but damn, it's killing her.

They're unfeeling creatures. The omega wolf's last transformation was the growth of his wolf's features. As soon as he was on all fours he collapsed into a sleep spell. He'd be with the moon goddess now. Before his death. She will keep him there where he will feel no more pain. Cal looked me in the eyes as he tore into the omega's jugular and ripped it out. Blood stained his fur as he took the meat and walked around the cage with it. I could smell arousal off the vampires as they reached through the cage to try to pet Cal. He managed to avoid their hands. Only giving them slight satisfaction by grazing their nails on his tail. I looked towards Lamia as I let out a shaky breath.

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.

"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.

She stopped her many gestures of hand with which she was explaining and suddenly turned towards me with a curious look. “He mentioned a master…and just some time ago Wraya was fighting with those wolves he said that they hurted his master…OH MY LUNA!” She gasped, hand reaching to cup her mouth. Wraya just stood and watched, tail wagging side to side. “YOU’RE THAT MASTER! You never told me you liked flowers and you actually grow them?!” The omega who dug up on certain puzzles widened her already widened eyes in shock if that was even possible.

“Are you sure about that? She doesn't look friendly.” The other who, I thought, was different was starting to agree with whatever the other was saying. “She's chained. What could she do? We could have with her a couple of times to quench that devil in-between our pants.” My throat went dry, my eyes darting between the both of them as I swallowed. I just hoped for the second man who had disagreed not to agree with the other fool. “Common, what do you say? She's an omega. I heard their pussy is as sweet as honey….” He trailed off, waiting for the other to process what he was saying.

However, the desperate cries of the young omegas spur us into action, propelling us forward into the room. Inside, we are met with the sight of two vulnerable young omegas, huddled together on the bed, their tiny bodies trembling as they whimper and cry. In their desperation, they attempt to find solace by suckling on each other. Mindful of their fragile state, we approach them with utmost care, ensuring not to startle them further. As our presence registers, they let out soft whimpers, their fear palpable. Determined to provide comfort, we gingerly climb into their little nest, and to our astonishment, they transform into little wolves.

Menroe stammered, his fear palpable. Steele hummed in response before reaching for Menroe's neck, choking him without a hint of remorse. Hunter turned his attention to Freya, carefully cradling her delicate hands within his own. One of his large hands enveloped both of hers. "She's an omega, which means she lacks the healing abilities of other wolves. Her body takes three times longer to heal than that of an ordinary wolf. Are you aware of this, Beta?" Hunter inquired, tilting his head in Will's direction.