Eddsworld Omegaverse Comic Novels & Stories

He confusedly flipped the pages, until his eyes landed on the accounts at the end of the file, under the names of all Omegas were written prices and they were marked with stamps of two different colors, red and green, out of which most of them were marked green. He froze in his spot, while his hands started to tremble at the sudden, terrible revelation. It all came crashing down on Elio, as his heart clenched in pure disgust and anger, this was way more twisted than he had ever imagined it to be. The central governing pack Cypress, was trading Omegas.

*When the moon is dark and fear is sown The scentless one will crack the stone No wolf, no pack, no home, no kin The lone omega walks alone within* *Power sleeps in fragile bones Waiting for the sacred tones When old mark meets living breath The spell will break, the bond will death* *Beware the one who should not be The key, the lock, the omega free When he wakes, all wolves will fall Mortality will claim them all* The words burned deep in Aeris’s mind. “The omega who should not exist,” he breathed. “That’s me.” “Aeris, step away from the pedestal.” “I can’t. Something’s happening.” The ground shook. Lines of light raced across the floor. More symbols appeared, burning instead of glowing. P

He was likely with Selene, toasting to their "victory." They had no idea what they’d just unleashed. I didn't save Lyra out of charity. I wasn't a savior. I was a predator just like them. But when I saw her in that alley—broken, bleeding, yet still trying to crawl away, I felt it. A pulse. Not a heartbeat, something else. Something ancient. Most omegas were static. They were soft, pliable, and designed to blend into the background. Lyra wasn't static. Even when she was weak, the air around her hummed with potential.

“You represent the Luna, the Alpha, Dravonia itself—filth has no place in the Luna’s service!” Scarlett’s honey-brown eyes narrowed, her cloth moving defiantly slow, the rose-scented water lapping at her resolve as Odessa’s words echoed off the tiled walls, a reminder of the chains beneath the petals. Her boots thudded between the cedar tubs, the steam curling around her like a serpent as she loomed over the Omegas, their bodies half-hidden in the rose-strewn water.

Eve said softly. "Yes," Raphael said. "She's Elena." "She's outside," Eve said. "Alone. In an apartment with no protection against people from our world, against people who are now specifically looking for the people closest to me." She looked at him steadily. "She's an Omega, uncle. She can't fight this. She won't even see it coming." "I know." The words came out rougher than intended. "I know exactly what she is and what she isn't equipped for and I know that this...that the danger she's in exists because of the world I inhabit. Because I brought that world into proximity with her."

Davina, the weak little Omega, was vowing revenge? Interesting. Very interesting.u me baby how much

My heart sank, and I felt like the world was collapsing around me. "Malcolm! How could you?" I whispered, my voice barely audible. He just smiled, a cold, cruel smile that sent shivers down my spine. "Father please believe me it's a set up…" I cried falling on my knees. "I have no lover and I was not going to hand the map to anyone. Its just Eleanor that…" "Adele, I can't believe you're this shallow minded. Eleanor is your best friend why drag her into this.." Malcolm interuppted as I looked down.

"When are they leaving? They're making too much noise. Curtis will be furious when he returns and finds so many civilians here." The man's words were cut short. "Speaking of Curtis… here they are." A black wolf burst from the forest, followed by four brown wolves. It stopped at the edge of the camp, transforming into Curtis, who stood there, half-naked, his body glistening with sweat. "Curtis," someone whispered. Curtis’s eyes narrowed as he took in the sight of the numerous omegas in the camp. He turned to his companions. "What are all these omegas doing here?"

Finally, omegas. I took a seat beside the other omegas. One of them was my best friend, Selene. Now here's the thing: Selene isn’t exactly weak, but God, she's allergic to everything. Trees, grass, animals, the sun and even some werewolves. It was that bad. The omega forum, usually silent and half-dead, was buzzing today. "What's going on?" I asked Selene. "It's about the mating ceremony," she said. "What about it?"

Shelbrooke watched in wonder. "I have not much to say, people. But on this day after a full moon, the real owner of the pack shall return. With full force and glory and her seed shall complete the missing puzzle. Do with this prophecy what you want. But one thing stands, no matter how many ceremonies you hold for this worthless Prince, he will never become the Alpha. We have only one leader," she raised an index finger. "And it is an Omega." Murmurings arose and everywhere became tensed. Styx himself was dumbfounded but not as shocked as Charles who was devastated as he sat down under a full moon. In anger, he shifted almost immediately and howled in pain.