Gammas Omegaverse Novels & Stories

Everything still felt like a dream - I was in this moment with Gamma Liam. “Come,” with his hand still holding mine, he led me in the direction of his huge bed. Our feet stopped closer to the bed and with his hands on my shoulders, he adjusted my body a bit, making me face the huge long mirror. Gamma Liam stood behind me. “What do you see?” He whispered. “Us.” “What are we?” “An Omega and a Gamma.” “Look again, what do you see?” His fingers adjusted my hair to my back. “Daisy and Liam.”

The happiness radiating from the small family was visible. However, that brief happiness was instantly shattered. While walking past a café, Thomas accidentally bumped into a man who was busy on the phone. Tension immediately gripped Thomas; his face turned pale when he recognized the man's aura—a gamma, a figure with a higher position and power. "How dare you bump into me!" he snapped while pulling Thomas's collar hard.

he said, his voice low and serious. We invited him in, and he took a seat, glancing around the room as if ensuring no one else was listening. His words were measured, revealing a piece of information that sent shockwaves through our investigation. “Jade, I found something in the pack records. It seems as though Gamma Richards has been siphoning off resources allocated for the Williams family. I'm not certain yet, but they might not be the only ones he is doing this to. It's a covert operation, and there's evidence that connects him to a group operating within the Department of Welfare.”

“Besides, those brats need to be reminded of their place sometimes.” Liora willed herself to stay inland, away from the dark sea beckoning to her. Tempering her rage, she got up slowly and walked around casually to where Nerissa, her old nemesis sat. Maia and a few others pushed their chairs out of the way. Liora picked up a few locks of the gamma’s hair, watching them slide through her clawed fingers. “Tell me, Nerissa… what exactly is the place of an Omega?” “If you know what’s good for you, you’d better not say anything right now,” Lucien warned.

"And I'm still going, anyway." "Harper-" "He killed his mate, Drake." My voice came out steadier than I expected. "Marcus killed Lily to save my life. He stood in that clearing with her blood on his hands, and he looked at me, and there was nothing behind his eyes except loss. And I stood there, and I let him carry that." I set the lipstick down. "He's my Gamma. He's been at my back through every single thing that should have killed me. He doesn't get a half-life. He doesn't get to spend whatever's left of his existence as a feral shell of himself because the Council is afraid of what I am and what I'm capable of." I turned around fully. "I won't do it. I won't leave him there." Drake looked

Olivia had already suffered enough, and part of me had buried her condition to protect her from the judgment of those who viewed our kind—especially Omegas—as expendable. Marcos, of course, had his own agenda. I discovered that he’d canceled the Gamma’s planned vacation. They were supposed to leave to visit family, say their goodbyes, and have time away to recharge. But instead, he insisted they keep refining their skills, as though they were nothing more than tools meant for war and survival. It made me furious. Gamma warriors weren’t just soldiers; they were people with lives, with families, with hopes. Good Omegas weren’t disposable, and yet they were treated as though their value could b

The Gamma's come next and they are mostly warrior,s although some betas are also warriors and some gammas are nobles too. The weakest set of them is the omegas. They neither have wolves nor scents, they are just there, like regular humans. The only thing that diversified them from humans is the fact that they are born of werewolf bloodline. As he walked towards the Archives, Regan couldn't help but be a bit afraid. Because the only explanation to Ivorie's predicament was that she was an omega. Thinking about it alone made him scoff. He was mated to a total weakling.

He wiggled the whip in front of everyone. "Or maybe worse, that depends on Alpha Cain's mood. Rule number two: all of you will work as servants to everyone with a higher position than yours. Since all of you are Omegas, you are bottom of the food chain. You will know our position by the color of our aura. As you know, your fellow Omegas are pale weak oranges, almost human-like. Gammas, like me, are bright yellow. Deltas like Dimitry are green Betas are shades of light blue.

And now they’ve been hit with the realization that one of their own has been communicating with them? Of course they’re panicking. Of course they’re afraid. Dominicus’s voice cuts through the noise, calm and unshaken. “Do not panic.” The room stills, just slightly. “There are many Gammas in a pack,” he says smoothly. “As long as it’s not an Alpha or Beta, the damage is limited. A single Gamma doesn’t hold the keys to destroy a pack.” “But—!” someone pipes up, voice tight, “Gammas are important warriors! They know things — like the sentry rotation schedules at the borders!”

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.”