Gammas Omegaverse Novels & Stories

There was indeed a way out, and it would ensure they left this estate unscathed. Swerving to his men, he ordered confidently. "Every gamma on ground is to cover for me and my family while we make our escape." He noticed the uncertainty in his henchmen's countenance, and understandably so. He was asking them to fight a mythical being believed to be as strong as a hundred alphas, after all. However, this was no time for cowardice. And he certainly couldn't afford it from the people that would determine the success of his plan. Closing his eyes, he waited two beats before opening them back up. When he did, his irises were no longer dark brown, but a glowing bright red.

Meg’s POV “What do you want- omega?” Chris spits out at me, his mouth twisting in a snarl. Chris is a gamma, and his power gets to his fathead sometimes. No, he isn’t overweight, he’s just stupid. Gammas are in line for beta-ship, so they hold power in their aura. Alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon, zeta, and then omega, in that order. A luna rules by the alpha’s side.

Over time, their hair, skin and the iris of their eyes lose color. With pigmentation that even turns them into blond, pale beings with colourless eyes, in which they smell like baby powder. Once initiated, this becomes a society formed and cantered by Omega, they keep a ceramic jar where his heart was placed after being removed. The Sunset and its counterpart the Absent World, which is a timeless realm where the dead reunite with their loved ones for all eternity. The Omegas, who are a malevolent mystical figure, intend to extinguish vampires because of a grudge against the Scribe Virgin. They exist in a timeless realm. In which they possess a gram of great powers, although they do not have

"But the Veyrith *blood*... that's a myth. They were a clan of Alphas so powerful the other packs hunted them to extinction centuries ago. Or so we thought." "And you think I'm one of them?" I laughed dryly. "I'm an omega, Kael. I was born with nothing. My mother died giving birth to me in a clinic, not a palace." "Omegas are often dormant Alphas," Kael said. "Suppressed by trauma or environment. If you have that blood..." "Then what?" "Then you're dangerous," Kael said. "And Darius knows it. That's why he's terrified." The heavy oak doors of the dining hall banged open, startling me.

“And I didn’t summon you here for pleasantries. Tell me who you are and what you are exactly.” Her throat bobbed, and fingers curled into her top like they could hide her. “I’m Dextera Neville, an Omega of Bisclaveret Pack, under the reign of Alpha Kestrel Wagner, son of Nelson Wagner, Sovereign Of His Bloodline.” I folded my arms. “Save me the hierarchy. I want real answers. You know what I'm talking about, young lady.” “I… I don’t...” I cut her off. “What happened last night, Dextera? You’re a wolfless Omega as far as I know. That’s what your records from Bisclaveret said. You never shifted! But what I saw out there in those woods was not an ordinary shift.”

Kira’s howl rose through him and he let it come, let it fill the space behind his ribs, let it take everything the grief had opened up and turn it into something that moved in one direction only. “You don’t know what I am.” His voice came out fractured and enormous simultaneously, filling the temple without rising to a shout. “I am an Omega. The last of the most powerful bloodline this world has ever produced.” The white returned to his eyes and kept going, silver light bleeding through the cracks in the floor around his feet. “And what I give you tonight will follow your souls past death.” He raised his foot and brought it down. The floor split open in every direction from the point of impa

My hands, still trembling from the encounter in the garden, clutched at the hem of my borrowed dress. Then, the door rattled open, scraping against the floorboards. Three figures filled the doorway, their massive frames casting long, distorted shadows into the room. They weren't smiling. Not even the omega, who seemed to be their reluctant accomplice, offered a hint of welcome. One of the rogues, the one who’d pawed at me in the woods, the one who’d seen my face, stepped forward. His eyes, dark and predatory, pierced right through me. The other rogue, a brute I didn't recognize, stood slightly behind him, his arms crossed over a scarred chest. The omega shuffled nervously to the side, avoidi

David's lineage have this trait ever since but they are incredibly strong. Alison's mind was filled with killing intent. The Alpha that swear to protect, love, and cherish her was now set to erase her from this world. Her thoughts keep going back to their memories and questions herself 'where did it go wrong?'. Was it because she trusted Mandy? Or was she a disappointing Omega and Luna of their pack?

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”

Above us, the stars twinkle to a silent song as the moon continues to cast its pale haunting glow on us. We have to hurry to look for food before the sun comes up. It will be dangerous then. Dangerous, yes. We are living in dangerous times. Many moons ago, our pack was overtaken by another, the Blood Stone Pack. And now, those from Blood Stone control everything. From the money we earn to the place we stay and to the food we eat. Everything goes through them. And every once in a while, they will storm our village and drag omegas away with them. It doesn’t matter whether the omegas are still young, and it matters not if they scream and beg for mercy. Those who get torn away from their loved o