Good Omens Fanart Novels & Stories

Chapter 6: Blood and Silence "There have been recent killings in the barren lands a few days ago. Some vampires who had gone to farm clashed with rogue werewolves, who killed every vampire on the land. Now the lands remain barren with blood and bones, decaying." Carson said, looking at the Primus, who sat on the throne. His eyes were dark, bloody dark. There was no sign of white or colored pupils in them. His jet-black hair accentuated the curve of his face, which remained expressionless. His jaw was sharp, sharp like a knife, as if you could slice an onion with it. His lips, full and red, made every woman in the vampire lands beg for his attention. He was a sin god. The god Kanchelsis must

They both kept fighting while the pack and other members were panicking. “I am the Luna of this pack!” Leah growled and gave Anaya an uppercut. She couldn't believe that Anaya had tried to harm her. Anaya fell to the ground, and she was moaning in pain. “Did you kill Damon?” Leah asked. Anaya laughed so loudly and spat on the floor. “He didn't know that I killed him because, after all, he was in a deep sleep when I did that. He's mine, and no one can snatch him away from me. How dare he try to reject me because of someone like you? You are still an Omega in my eyes.” Leah gritted her teeth when she heard the word Omega.

Once again, Red Rose was prepared for this. “Omni Arts: Parried Reflection” *BANG

Her older brother stayed a few days with their mother and few with his father. Her mother couldn't handle the shame and false accusation, so she also painted the entire blame on Zinnia abusing, cursing and forcing her into child labor. Omega's were known as extremely lowly and were treated like slaves in Dante's Pack and it became uglier after Dante became the Alpha of the pack replacing his father.

“But maybe he finds her…beautiful.” I cannot forget how she looked in my bed during that night. Every inch of her body, every sides of her–I have explored it all and I wished I could stay that way. Her lilac eyes… ohh the tears that was on the corner of those beautiful gazes… one could never imagine who many days she spent in my head, living rent-free. “Beautiful?” My mother scoffed. “There’s no such thing as a beautiful omega. They’re good for menial work, not for companionship—let alone for bearing children of rank.” Her voice dripped with disdain as she thought about the omegas serving within the manor.

I was determined to help him get a cure. I took one quick glance at Kieran then turn towards the door, only one destination in my mind—the library. Outside, the sun was already up and pack members were already going about their activities. I didn't need to use a taxi or walk for long, the library was just beside the pack house. The memory of how I use to long to enter the library slowly came back to me. In Starweaver, the ranking system only favor the higher ups, omegas are often looked down upon and regarded as nothing. Being an omega in Starweaver is like a leprosy disease, no one wants to associate with you and God help you—when a vile person like Luna Cara takes special interest in seein

"Apparently he was trying to sneak in and startled her, but we all know the truth. She got tired of him. The same way she'll tire of you." I can't help but steal a glance at Deoné, feeling like a true idiot for having bought her story. Wenton adds, "She's an Omega-hater just like us. I think she was trying to lure you in to get rid of you, though. Is that right, Deo? Did we ruin your plans? Sorry about that! Then again, I don't think your pet truly understood what we meant. Omegas seem to have problems with communication." "Must be their small brains," the dark-haired male jokes.

*When the moon is dark and fear is sown The scentless one will crack the stone No wolf, no pack, no home, no kin The lone omega walks alone within* *Power sleeps in fragile bones Waiting for the sacred tones When old mark meets living breath The spell will break, the bond will death* *Beware the one who should not be The key, the lock, the omega free When he wakes, all wolves will fall Mortality will claim them all* The words burned deep in Aeris’s mind. “The omega who should not exist,” he breathed. “That’s me.” “Aeris, step away from the pedestal.” “I can’t. Something’s happening.” The ground shook. Lines of light raced across the floor. More symbols appeared, burning instead of glowing. P

There was little chance of starting a major fire here, and it was a little more sheltered since there were plenty of trees blocking the wind. Now, she stood on the edge of the water, her palms together and her elbows out, like some sort of yoga pose. Sweat dripped from her hairline as she glared at a book lying on the ground. It was an old copy of The Omega’s Role, which was an outdated take on Alpha and Omega dynamics—it basically advocated that Omegas should be happy to die for their Alphas if the Alpha wanted to brutally murder them. As such, it wasn’t one that we cared about damaging if this went wrong. Ruby glanced at me from the corner of her eye.

He spoke with a pretty gentle and harmless smile playing on his lips, “Am I being a disturbance in your conversation, young master Alex?” Alex looked at the guy standing in front of him with a smirk, his voice laced with a sense of pride, “If I am not getting it wrong, you are Young master Noah. Pardon me if I got the wrong person.” The guy had a face that radiated elegance, refined and handsome features face but with a heartless heart and dangerous mind.