Good Omens Christian Review Novels & Stories

"So you stopped me from touching you before, Samson. Now I will make sure that you will regret that on your own. And you, yourself come to me, requesting me to touch you, Sam.",Christian talked to himself in his mind, passing an evil smile while smirking at Samson. "Here, Chris, taste it."Samson forwarded the spoon in his direction after blowing air to make it suitable for him to eat as it was too hot before. Christian took it in his mouth, completely lost in his own world while taking only one bite of it. "Ummmm...It's soo delicious, Sam.",Christian complimented, moaning at him.

I could hear my Father from a distance screaming my name. I remembered Alpha Ian saying once that Christian was a great leader, a good person. I wouldn’t doubt it. He was kind to the omegas, the only flaw he had was his obsession with me. I had to change this situation quickly. I needed to calm down and speak to him in an optimistic tone. “Listen, Christian, I have a proposition for you.” I had his undivided attention. He kept eye contact with me and nodded for me to proceed.

"If I stayed alive today then I will come back and fight until I get you back... If I die then we will meet again in the next life, I promise I will be the man of your dreams..." Grace looked at the cars and to Dominick. "Why are you saying this?" She frowned. "You are not dying!" Even though she was angry, she doesn't want him to get hurt. She grabbed his hand and cried. "Nothing is going to happen, Alex will come... Don't say this, Dom... You are scaring me..." He chuckled bitterly. "You think they will leave me alive? It's a golden opportunity for them but I am happy that you care... You do love me, Grace..."

“You were always wrong. You thought you could just take what you wanted. You thought you could just… be a god. But you are not a god, Gregory. You are a man. And you are here to be judged.” “Don’t be an idiot, Hades,” Gregory said, his voice regaining some of its arrogance. He stood up, his hand moving to the gun hidden in his belt. “You are alone. You have no one. You can’t win this. I have an army of men. And you have… nothing.” “You have no men,” Christian said, a cold, grim smile on his face. “You have no army. They are all outside, fighting each other. They are all outside, dying for a man who doesn’t care about them. They are all outside, a victim of your own greed.”

“Well, I'll keep in mind that murdering a girl's entire family is romantic.” Christian chuckled, and I was briefly distracted by the chills that ran through me at that. He stood from his chair and walked round the desk to pick the book from my hand. “You can say whatever you want, Olivia, but Slater was a hero.” “He was an asshole.” He laughed again. Now he was standing facing me, and I found myself trying to put some distance between us until my back hit the desk. Christian cornered me, towering over me as his gaze swept over my eyes, and then my lips.

He sounded astonished rather enraged which took a load of weight from Kathleen’s shoulders. “It wasn’t me,” she grunted and looked at her boyfriend. “Christian did.” “He—what?!” Tomoya almost vaulted on the couch in surprise and turned to Takumi for answer, but by how his brows met, he could tell he wasn’t expecting to hear such thing. “B-By any chance, can Christian see dead people?” Before Kathleen could speak, he reappraised and emended. “Can he see or hear the dead? Perhaps, souls… demons?”

I knew immediately who he must be though I don’t think I’d met him. “Up close I definitely see what all the fuss is about Omega,” he said, with a wicked grin. His gaze slowly moved the entire length of my body, and I’d nearly never wanted to be eye fucked so badly in my life. I desperately tried to hide the fact that I was blushing and of course he broke my concentration and I looked at his stiff root. Ugh! I can’t look at Christian’s father naked. I can’t look … at Christian’s father naked! But what a view. UGH!

"You said that Christian is the best man on earth, so you were sure that he is your mate and you would marry him. you're going to give up just like this?" "None of your business." Chelsea snarled, "He's just been momentarily fooled and deceived. Look at Elizabeth, who came with him. She's ugly, disgusting, and lacks class too." "She's completely and utterly lowly. Christian is destroyed by her. He regrets his decision in the future, hmph." Liam looked at Elizabeth, who was over there chatting happily with Christian, and said, "No way. I think she looks beautiful. Her face is elegant. It's very unique."

only to find Christian standing at the side of my desk, holding something he shouldn't be. "Who is this?" he asks, his eyes fixated on the drawing and clear interest in his scent. That’s the newest drawing I have, Kingsley’s naked body tied all over like that Omega I saw at the club a few months ago. His face is very clear in this, so my wolf comes out immediately. "Put that down. He belongs to me," he warns in a low growl and Christian actually listens, he leaves the drawing, “Forget you saw that.” "Okay, buddy, I just wanted to know," he defends himself, "Calm down now, before we have a problem."

Tom's confident expression faltered as supernatural energy rolled through downtown like a tsunami. “What the hell—” Christian appeared at the mouth of the alley like an avenging angel. His dark eyes blazed with Alpha fury, and his sandalwood and cedar scent hit the air with territorial dominance so strong it made my knees weak. He looked dangerous, powerful, and absolutely lethal. “Let. Her. Go.” The words carried a supernatural compulsion that made even Tom flinch. Christian's Alpha power was no joke, and right now it was focused entirely on the asshole holding me prisoner.