Female Alpha Omegaverse Novels & Stories

“You’re nothing. An omega with a knife. A healer who thinks she’s Alpha. What are you going to do? Heal me to death?” “If I have to,” I say. Alaric steps forward. “Let her go, Fen. This is between us. Alpha to Alpha. Your fight is with me.” “No,” Fen says. “My fight is with the idea of you. With the idea that omegas can rule. With the idea that kids aren’t property. So I’ll kill the idea first.” He nods. Two males drag someone else out. Girl. Fourteen. Beaten. Collar on her neck.

I smiled softly and decided to reintroduce myself “I am the Female Alpha of Moon Edge.” They burst into laughter again. Then one stepped forward mockingly. “If you’re the female Alpha, then I’m Alpha Keres, the merciless god of war of Drakinral” he said looking so ugly just trying to mimic him. I scoffed, unable to hide my feelings. “Ridiculous.” His face darkened at my comment and he raised his hand to slap me but my reflex caught his wrist mid-air. His eyes widened; “You dare dodge me? You omega trash!”

“A rare one. That explains why you are able to hold your ground despite not wanting to be here.“ I gulped. I tried to hide my scent that could tell people I am a dominant omega, but of course, Victor would know. Victor is a dominant alpha after all. He could easily tell even by my slightest scent whether I am a dominant or a recessive. Fuck! I know very well that most alphas do not like dominant omegas, the type of omegas that can withstand them, ones that can be confident and strong around them. What they like are the recessive omegas, the type of omegas that will easily submit to them, ones that will fear them right away. That was why the omegas that work in Victor's sex clubs that cater t

Hopefully, he could earn a good sum by pawning these things. +++++++ Lin Feng investigated the planet in which he was presently dwelling before venturing forth. The location appears to be identical to modern-day Earth. The sole distinction is one of gender. Instead of a person being classified as female or male, they were classified as Alpha, Beta, or Omega. Alpha was the pillar of society. They are born leaders. They are strong, handsome, and intelligent (most of them). Support was in beta. They are indifferent little creatures. They love doing things in an average way.

“This is what happens when you push me to the edge. When you make me fight for what’s mine.” The omegas, though brave, seemed to be overwhelmed by the sheer scale of the chaos. They fought alongside me, their skills complementing my own as we battled through the onslaught. Alpha Jo and Alpha Pax, freed from their restraints, joined in the fight with renewed vigor. The bonds that had once held them captive were now nothing more than distant memories as they embraced the fight with fierce determination.

He smiled up at me and I smiled as well, while raking his hair. The fact that he liked me. That sounded good. I didn't know someone like me. "Why is it that, there are more females in your pack than males? I mean..." I looked around as we continued to walk ahead. "I have only seen more females than Males and why did Amora proclaim herself as Alpha?" Proclaiming herself as Alpha, was okay because there were females who ruled as Alpha but the fact that she was ruling and males were not in the pack, makes it quite off to me.

"I'm not ready for the responsibility. And he'll never listen when I ask to shift the title to another family" "It can't be easy for him to hand over his legacy or another" "Even then I don't want it. I can't be an Alpha" "You have to believe in yourself plus you'll be the first female Alpha" she scoffed. "We already have a female Alpha" "Really? I've never seen one" "She's around but with other Alphas. One of the fiercest and strongest women I've ever met. The male Alphas respect her" "You can be like her too"

“G-Get out!” Carlos blinks out of the stupor. “W-what, no, I’m not—” “Get. Out. Omega ,” the silver alpha snarls, voice raspy from disuse. It sends shivers up Carlos’s spine. . TBC

But her mind was elsewhere, replaying the encounter over and over. Ryker’s coldness, his authority—it was terrifying. But for a brief moment, she felt… protected, She felt safe. She hit her head with her hand, “So stupid!” How could she feel safe with this devil? She shook the thought from her mind and focused on the task at hand. Whatever feelings she had didn’t matter. She was a slave, and he was the Alpha. And in this world, power meant everything.

He hisses, grabbing his face as he winces. “Fucking Alphas,” I grit out. “You dogs, can’t you see you’re choking her with your damn pheromones?” I turn to the girl, crouching slightly. “What were you thinking, following an Alpha in rut? He's clearly gone mad.” She responds with a sob, scrambling to gather her clothes before rushing out of the bathroom. How could Omegas be so reckless? She's not even in heat, yet she's offering herself as a sacrifice to a monster.