Novel & Cerita Good Omens Fanfiction

" Liam asked, but Lilly shook her hea "No one tells us anything, and even our parents don't know the whole story. I heard about something related to the uprising that is going to happen soon. The red Moon will rise, and the special Omega will show, according to my cousin who did research about all this. The Omega will kill all the bad and protect the innocent; that's the reason why they all treat Omega so badly.They were afraid that one of them would turn out to be a special Omega or a purple eyes Omega and punished them Alexandra, Liam, and Miss Clary are looking at the girl with wide eyes. What type of people are they? If they don't want to be punished, why are they doing such horrible thi

“Every time you touch me lately, it gets stronger. Like the power likes you, likes all of you. It feels really good, warm and safe.” He smiled softly and kept holding my hand, rubbing his thumb over my knuckles. “Then let it happen. We are not afraid of your power, Rowan. We love it, and we love you.” I blushed and looked back at the scroll. “So this God of Dominion… do you think it has something to do with me? The dreams keep showing me as this glowing figure, and the seal breaking because of our bond?” Dante nodded slowly. “It might. The text says the seal weakens when the Omega finds his true anchors, three hearts bound by love and protection. That sounds a lot like us.”

He fanned and blew at them with his mouth, and in a sudden flint; the flames busted through, glowing blue and red. Then he stood up slowly, and dropped the fan above the fireplace; craning his neck sideways with his back facing me, but his eyes towards me. "You said it yourself you think the Rogues might be Omegas..." he answered. "And you found that invisible map inside a box that alludes to their pack...so if one of them had lost it in battle, that meant whoever he was, he was an Omega…" His last words hit me unexpectedly. Making me pause; freezing to an ice statue. The realization that struck me was fiercer than the lightning that struck outside. And my heart began beating erratically.

I stroke her shivering body like how my mom used to comfort me, “Your Knight of the Moon Goddess is trying to locate your home as we speak, and once he does, we can send you home, safe and sound. You know he won’t hurt you, right?” The little girl pastes her huge eyes on my face, trying to tell if I was lying. All of them are now. I raise my voice for the room and try my best at a reassuring smile: “I won’t lie. I’m an Omega, too. You can feel that, right?” Omegas usually have better senses. Hesitatingly, a few nods at my question.

I was right in the middle of the entire scene. "If anyone has a problem with me taking this young lady, speak up now!" I exclaimed, after which I handed the lady over to Red to hold her. I then drew out my fangs and claws. My rogues got the message and did the same. Our eyes turned blood red and the werewolves, on seeing that, began to fall back. I could smell their fear. It made me feel even stronger.

Shit!, a thought Flashed into me and I regained my right senses. I felt so ashamed of myself as I allowed a stranger to control my emotions. I quickly dressed and left the car angrily but he ran after me. "Hey sweet, it's too dangerous to walk alone at night as there are many Lycans looking for beautiful omegas like you," he said smiling at me. "What!" I screamed a bit surprised at how he knew I was an omega. "Oh am sorry if I shocked you, but can we?," he said as I walked back to the car. So he entered the car and kickstarted the car but I turned off the ignition.

I could not believe what was happening. I went over to help him, but Archer grabbed my arms. “We can't do anything for him anymore; he was bewitched to say nothing,” Archer said. “Whoever sent him to kidnap you must have hexed him along with the other wolves so that he would die if caught. I guess he cast a very binding spell so they couldn't reveal anything.” “This is cruel,” I said in horror. “The world is cruel in every possible way,” Archer said. “Whoever wants to kidnap you must know your date of birth and must, at the very least, suspect that you are the Omega of the prophecy.”

I made sure of that…or I thought I did. It started the day Dante dragged her out of the holding cells and claimed she’d be more useful breathing and active than being left to rot in the cells. I didn’t believe him then. Omegas with no shift had no place. Definitely not here in Crimson. And yet… She survived. Barely at first. She was clumsy in training, very brittle in spirit. A single sharp word could’ve sent her folding into herself. But she didn’t fold. She bent, yes. And on more than one occasion I thought I’d finally watch her break. But each time, she found some ugly, stubborn way to stand again. That was when I started watching closer.

We can keep her safe by getting her out of the school, that way she is no threat to you or us. I saw it in vivid, horrible detail. The bottle. The hallway. Her door. Hands—not hers, not mine—shaking with need they couldn't fight. Bodies moving on autopilot. "No," I said. "That would destroy her." Better than death, it said, and smiled wider. Most Omegas don't mind anyway They are just whores in need of a warm body. I was not sure if I even considered it. But the beast calling Omegas vile made me recoil.

I can’t believe I wasted all that time not loving her…’ Flashing images charged across my mind. I saw my mom; she was replaced quickly by my dad, smirking down at me; I saw the dangling feet, the glint of the chandelier, the blood; that was replaced by Jane, Jane as she really looked, all big blue eyes and pale skin and black hair, looking up at me from the floor as the other Omegas went to whip her again; Jane again, in the dungeon this time, surrounded by men trying to tear at her clothes… I fell to my knees and pressed my forehead to the grass.