Enigmas Omegaverse Novels & Stories

It should not be a surprise that it would take some time to recoup. Omegas, even when altered and suppressed chemically, were biologically made to respond to Alphas. This is a simple biology, nothing more. She sat at her CommNet station as she connects to the information portal in a try to distract herself. But the moment that her fingers stroked the pad, she keyed in “Ceres House” as a search keyword. It returned no results. Maybe she had just visualized the entire thing. And it was not even feasible for her to look up the Alpha that had paid for the benefit of spanking and fingering her. Without a name or even a position, he was totally anonymous. That was likely intended on his part.

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?…

My fingers slide over the spine before I pull it out. I flip the book open, and my eyes catch something unexpected but very much sought after. Maps. Not of pack borders but routes. Underground tunnels. Certain outposts not marked on the official map. Margins field with coded symbols that I may not understand but certainly will have no problem deciphering in my alone time. It is clear. These are the routes the omegas are always sent through to meet their doom and deaths. “Hah.” I scoff, my pulse quickening. Unless you actually got your hands on something like this, you would’ve never have suspected.

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I needed to be involved, needed to prove that I could be of use, not just a passive bystander. He looked at me, raising an eyebrow, as if trying to gauge whether I was serious or if this was just an impulsive reaction. His gaze flicked around me, as though searching for something, but what? His eyes held a level of intensity that unsettled me, making the hairs on the back of my neck rise. I had no idea what he was looking for, but I could feel it, deep in my bones, that something was wrong. Something beyond just the explosion. I may just be an omega with the title of being a beta because of Tyrone but I am sure that I can be of use to them.

‎I sighed, my shoulders slumping slightly. ‎“I’ll explain,” he continued before I could speak, his tone turning more serious again. “The reason we’re careful with Omegas…” ‎I listened closely as he spoke. ‎“Beta Benjamin once had a mate. She was an Omega….rogue, just like you. He marked her, claimed her.” ‎My fingers tightened slightly around the glass. ‎“But she was greedy,” he went on, his expression darkening. “She wanted power. And one day… another Alpha claimed her as his mate too.”

"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

Nebra butted in. "I aspire to take over the world, and to do that I need to absorb the power of a product of a rare phenomenal. Omegas are a product of rare phenomenals. Unfortunately, thanks to the Alphas sitting on this table, the majority of them have all been killed and the rest have gone into hiding amongst the humans. So I intend to absorb the life of the only one I know of. And to do that, you're all going to help me. It's the only way you might leave here alive." The group went silent for a long time before Adley answered. "You will have to kill us then."

“It wasn’t meant as one.” Mira leaned over the digital board. “She doesn’t fear rage. She fears change. You represent variance—something she can’t model. Something she can’t plan for.” Tobias added, “You’re chaos in a tight black uniform.” Ophelia looked mock-offended. “That’s the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.” Down in Subnet Omega—the data labyrinth beneath Velgrave—Carl and Leyland ran a remote sweep for Lyra’s mirror signatures. The digital grid above them blinked with red highlights, the system failing to quarantine her fragmented copies.

BDSM, Kinks, Wildness/Roughness, Manipulation and Crazy obsession, Total submission etc. This is not your usual Werewolf book. This is an omegaverse. In this modern world, they use something called “Aura Energy”. There are three types of humans in this world which are; The Omegas being the weakest, The Betas, and the highest of them, The Alphas! The Alphas are classified into three powers, which are; “S” rank (The weakest), we have “SS+” Rank (powerful) and lastly, the “SSS+” Rank (The most powerful and rarest Rank which everyone believes has gone extinct.”