Good Omens Fanart Novels & Stories

This might mean nothing to others, but those of lycanthrope blood know that the Omega symbol for the Greek God Ares implies war. “What the fuck?! Who is declaring war on the Five?” I exclaim with a hammering heart and wide eyes as I turn to Kai, but he simply crosses his arms and points to the ceiling. When I look up, I see what he means, and instead of wondering how the fuck they came into this club and killed a Volkov pup to do all this, I feel my entire body light up with fury. A skull adorned with a crown of daggers and eight spears encircling it, and next to it was a maiden skull with a crown of roses holding a sword in a skeletal hand.

"Little omega thinks she's worthy enough to go to the Mating Ceremony. How. quaint." Thane and the other wolf, a scrawny male named Fenrir , snickered in a consenting manner. "Yeah, Zephyrine, you're just a joke," Thane said. "No one wants a weak, pathetic omega like you." I tried to stand straight, even though three of them pinned me. "I'm not weak," I said, attempting not to let my voice tremble. "And neither am I pathetic. And I am very much as worthy to be at that mating ceremony as the rest.

Alex's pov My eyes follow Emma's to look behind me and there on one of the mirrors the words, "your time is coming!" have been written in what looks like blood and I'm instantly furious. I look to the mirror next to it and there is a picture of Emma sleeping in her bed, "I missed you, last night princess, I'll see you soon Jx." is written underneath the picture and again it looks like it has been written with blood and by the time I've finished reading it I am raging and so is Nate and it takes everything in me to stop him from taking over control and tearing everything in sight apart.

The whole idea seemed futile but no other way than to make themselves appear prepared. On their way, Allie spotted a large painting of a Hellhound standing in the middle of a misty, darkened forest, its eyes glowing and taking the attention away from everything else that had been expertly drawn on the canvas. The omega tilted her head at the artwork, admiring it for a while.

“Doesn’t matter what she is. She didn’t do anything wrong. Keep away from her Kade same goes for your pups.” He carried the girl out of my room, leaving me with a head full of questions. My pack had a severe dislike for omegas. The Sanders pack was obsessed with power and omegas symbolized everything that stood in the way of power. Weakness. My forefathers even banned mating with omegas and banned omegas from reproducing. It isn’t like that anymore, but omegas are still frowned upon. I’d never thought much about them, they stayed out of the way, and they were like shadows in my pack. That little kitten looked anything but weak. Even though she caved to the scratch pretty quickly. I hated to

I sighed, letting the book drop—but then a couple of sheets stuck out from some page in the book, and when I took it out, I fixed my eyes on the drawings, and certain familiar words. “Dale plant…wolfsbane…werewolf…spare…hunters,” I muttered these words, partially reading in my mind. My heart skipped a beat each second, as I grabbed the book off the floor, there were more stuffs in there… Just then, I heard the sound of a gun cocked behind me.

And the crowd goes wild, so eager are they to see me ripped apart for my insolence. “I almost pity her”, “This is going to be good”, “I wonder how long she'll last”, “two seconds tops”, “come on dude at least give her the benefit of a doubt”, “how about a bet”, “oh count me in”, “Start already, I want to see what her insides look like” What a bunch. But that's the reality of being an omega, meat shields in times of war and play things in times of peace. “You can do it!”

Before he can get close Alison screamed at him. "You will pay for this. I swear in the name of the Moon Goddess I will come back from the dead to get my revenge on you two." She screamed at the top of her lungs. Mandy just chuckled and whisper something to David. A quick blow ended Alison's life. Succumbing to the eternal darkness that warmly greeted her. ***************************** She jolted up, bathing in the warm sunlight from the windows of her room. Alison saw her mother, who was busy tying up the curtains to let more sun rays in. A blonde thirty-two years old Omega who have grey eyes, and a petite body.

"What if it was Eros? What if Eros got so angry, disappeared, then returned deep in the night while sweet, innocent Valerian was asleep, then strangled him to death? What if he did it with a smile on his face?" "Alpha." "What would an omega masking an alpha scent be able to do?" My eyes widened, and my heart sank straight to my feet. His eyes darted across both of mine, and he broke into a smile, the most I have ever seen him wear. "I don't think you thought this over, Skylar North. You dressed yourself up and walked into a battle you will never win. You walked into a den of bloodthirsty alphas, and you are playing push and pull with the worst of them all. How dare you be scared for your lif

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