Heroes Opm Novels & Stories

“But you’re not in this alone, no matter how much you think you are.” I looked at him then, really looked at him. There was no hesitation in his words, no doubt. Just the quiet, steady certainty that he meant every single thing he said. I hesitated before asking, “What does it even mean to be an omega?” Nolan was quiet for a moment, then leaned back, considering his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he started. “They have… a different energy than others. It’s not about strength or dominance—it’s about balance. Omegas connect to alphas in ways that no one else can. It’s instinctual.”

“You’d know I’d rather die than be anything other than Alpha. Not an Omega. Not this stupid state that is neither.” I mirrored his cunning smile. Or at least I tried. “Since you’re omniscient, you should know Dear Daddy would kill me if he were to find out about my condition.” For once his expression cracked. Foxen let out a sigh. “Fine, I’ll turn you into a Dominant Alpha.” “You just said it’s impossible, why should I trust you?” “Because I worked at the Organizations,” he said, “unlike your imposter genius, I clearly understand the drug more than anyone else.”

He was like a completely different person, a stranger she hardly recognized. The Blood Moon pack, where Onel belonged, was one of the strongest packs in the land. They were a force to be reckoned with, feared by all who knew them. But they were also a small pack, with only half a thousand members. Blue had only been able to stabilize his position as the alpha by marrying Onel, an omega.

His laughter slowly died down as he looked at us again. “That’s what everyone believes which suits us just fine.” He scratched his chin. “We formed an alliance with an Omega Centre. Legally they can only do so much to help omegas in trouble. That’s where we come in. We protect omegas from danger, and make them disappear if we have to.” His eyes darted to mine. “We don’t hurt omegas.” “How do we know that you’re telling the truth?” “I’ll show you if you decide to accept our help.”

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.

Their suffering would end, permanently. The omega shifted, clearing his throat. "It's… it’s working, right? We won't feel anything bad?" His voice was thin, laced with a fear I recognized. "No, nothing bad at all," I assured him, keeping my expression neutral. “Only relief. A profound, lasting relief.” The familiar rogue, the one who’d harassed me, leaned closer, his eyes narrowing. "You first. Take a sip. If it's so good, you should have some yourself." He pointed to one of the cups.

“You did this ! You killed my sister just because of your greed!” “Oh please, it’s not my fault she was struggling with me.” Thankfully I’m too far away that they don’t recognize me but some police officers walk up to me. “Good day Luna Kayla. Please for your safety we advise that you stay in the car, the city is getting more unsafe.” “What’s the cause of all this?” I ignore their request and ask even if I have an idea of what may be the cause. “It’s the female omegas that stay in the outskirts of the city, they’ve been bullying, stealing and wrecking havoc.”

We both had a significant height difference. He was almost as tall as Zachariah but a bit shorter. Apollo and Caleb were also equally tall. They had toned muscles with a bit of tattoos lingering on their backs and chest. Apollo had hazel orbs whilst Caleb and Ares had dark green ones. The three were hot. “Hey, stink-face, get your arm off her, you’re dirty and smelly.” Apollo stuck his tongue out him, making a weird gag face which made me cackle. “Shut up, I know you wanted to do that first but see who won the opportunity.” Ares smirked at his friend, while giving him a middle finger.

"Run!" Dark shapes lunged from the trees—rogue Alphas, sent by whoever wanted the Silvermane bloodline erased. I threw myself at them, claws out, fangs bare. An Omega against three Alphas. It was suicide. A boot slammed into my ribs. I hit the ground. A silver blade swept toward my face. I closed my eyes. So much for this life. Clang. The ring of steel on steel. I opened my eyes. Kael Blackthorn stood over me, sword locked against the rogue's. His face was carved ice. He didn't look at me. He pushed past and strode toward Elara.

[Chakra Statistics: SYNCHRONIZED] [Mind Palace: SYNCHRONIZED] (2 Weapons Signatures added to your armory) ["Hello! Damaged Hercules. Your friend list is empty. Would you like to engage with a random opponent?" "Yes" [Enable Masking] (OR) [Disable Masking ] [ Enable Masking - Odin-Space provides the user with an additional feature to hide the face and other information of the user. We will display only the username to your opponent. Use this function to fight anonymously. ] [Disable Masking - Odin-Space will let the opponent see your face along with your other pieces of information.] "Hmm, pretty clever! ... let's try this Masking option." Creed clicked on the 'Enable Masking' Option. A few s