Emerald Omega Novels & Stories

You wouldn’t believe what happened next! Alpha Genesis’ POV: “You’re going right?” My beta asked me, staring. “I’m not sure it’s appropriate, Dickson.” I said. About 2 weeks ago I had gotten an email saying I was invited to an omegas birthday party. I didn’t think it was appropriate to go to someone’s birthday party that was in my pack unless I actually knew them. I definitely did not know this one. Also, everyone would expect me to go to their birthday parties if I show up to hers. Wouldn’t they?…

Hagrid waited for a while,as if contemplating on what to say or how to say what he wanted to say to me without hitting a nerve or scaring me. "Have you seen something like this before, Hagrid?" Emmett asks him. He gently shakes his head and said "no, I haven't. But it has been talked about before." Turning away from Emmett to look at me, he added "you my dear, has a gift. One of the rarest gifts an Omega could have. " "A gift?" I asked him, confused. "Yes," he chuckled "you thought it was a curse? It could be, all depending on you."

“No, Aron. I am not going to run. I will fight beside you as you Luna.” Without wasting time, Ember shifted into a white wolf, but her fur shined in the moonlight making it silvery white. But was the notable of all was her eyes. Ember had retained her emerald eyes, even in her wolf form. It was golden yellow before, but for some reason, it was emerald green now. She let out a howl, one that declared war. Hamza turned to face her, and he was about to attack Ember when he didn’t even make one step forward.

He added. “ Oh!.” I exclaimed, almost forgetting I was Emily and also Khloe. “ I will be fine. I will go.” I added and stepped out of my seat, heading towards the maid. Only I don’t know where it is. “Can you lead the way, please?.” I told her the one differed from the five I had met earlier today, and it made me wonder how many omegas worked here. Omegas were the lowest of all packs. They were called the bottom of the bottom, and most lived on the outskirts of most kingdoms. Only the lucky ones get to work for other Wolves.

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.

Her sincere smile almost made him melt. According to his colleagues, Emma Claire is an Omega. That must have explained why she looks so gorgeous. And noticing how Emma seems to be extra kind only to him, she must like him even for a tiny bit. Honestly to Zen, Emma is just exactly his type. Maybe his weird thoughts about the CEO must have been just his pent up desires to be in a relationship after being so single for so long. His last serious relationship was still when he was in high school for Pete's sake!

"I've known for a long time now that you aren't a true offspring of the late alpha, and that's why you were born an omega. You're angry, that's understandable. They were horrible to you, after all. But that is nothing out of the ordinary in the werewolf world! Omegas will be discriminated against, and illegitimate daughters will be treated badly by the legitimate ones. It isn't right, I know, but none of it is out of line. You had no right to come for my pack!" Her pupils dilating, Belinda took a step back. She trembled all over, her eyes glazing over as her lips parted. The sight of her made Derek regret everything he'd just said. He hadn't meant to sound so harsh, but he'd been angry. Imme

on someone else's eyes. They are brown mixed with grey and a hint of gold. "You can go now Miss Linx," He said to the lady as he continued staring at me up and down. I look at Miss Linx and smile at her as she closes the door. I turn to look at Mr.de Raizel when I see that he was still looking at me. I look down at the floor so he won't see my fcking face that turns to red "Mr, Etrama please take a seat" he points at the chair in front of his desk. I slowly walk to the chair and sit down. I look at him and see him leaning back on his chair with his arms crossed. "Mr.Etrama an omega right?" He asks me while still looking at me. My eyes are wide open. How does he know that I am an Omega and w

"What do you want?" "I need to talk to Ember." Emerald stood tall, her posture elegant and composed. She looked at him with a hint of disdain. "Mr. Florida, do you need something?" Ethan held up a necklace. "Do you even know how much this costs? The man you're with couldn’t afford this diamond even if he sold everything he owned. Emerald, while I still have some interest in you, if you—" SMACK! Emerald’s hand struck Ethan’s face, the sharp sound echoing through the store.

I asked. The mage smiled, nodding. "The chosen Omega has awakened, her wolf eager to challenge corrupt leaders." "How powerful is this Omega?" I inquired. The mage smirked. "She's as powerful as ten Alphas combined, with divine gifts to see visions and heal the sick." I was stunned. Such a powerful Omega existed, and I'd never heard of her? Emilia sighed deeply. "Can this Omega see gods and goddesses?" The mage nodded intently. "Give me your hand, Emilia."