Invincible Oc Novels & Stories

He pointed at her with a shaking finger, his entire body radiating murderous intent. "Who are you? WHO ARE YOU?" he screamed. "Still having such delusions? Still thinking you're something special?" His voice cracked with the force of his rage. "You think you can be my mate? You think you're worthy of that?" He began pacing back and forth like a caged wolf. "What gave you that confidence? What possibly made you think you deserved such a position?" Celeste tried to speak, but he cut her off with another roar. "You're just an assistant! Just an Omega I picked up from the outer camps out of pity!"

"You don’t know what Monroe took from me… what he put into me. I was never meant to survive this long, Aurora. I was meant to become him." He crossed the room to the console and pulled up another file from the decrypted flash drive. A set of lab reports loaded onto the screen—genetic blueprints, timestamps, observations. One document in particular stood out. SUBJECT OMEGA: Operational Parameters Zoe scanned it quickly, eyes narrowing. "They designed him to withstand lethal injections, mind manipulation, psychological degradation. He’s… almost invulnerable." "He’s not invincible," Damien said. "No one is. Every weapon has a weakness. We just have to find his."

However, Kun, who had paid the price and swung his fist, felt the hairs on his entire body stand on end. They couldn't believe what was happening in front of them. Invincible in All Directions focused on accomplishing the task in one fell swoop. He concentrated all the strength in his body at one point and then let it out completely. Hence, once it was cast successfully, the opponent would not interrupt the attack. "In that case, you will be able to unleash nearly ten times the power in an instant. Kun boasted that he had reached the point of being unparalleled in the world.

I crushed the sandwich in my hands. "Our princess looks terrible but cute when she's angry. Who made you mad, grumpy cutie?" Allan McCain whispered. He is the forward of the basketball team and a Beta. Though I still can't join their little gang since I haven't shifted yet. Two more years till I'll be able to let out my Omega. Many changes happened when I started to avoid those two including this. Having new friends and having a new arch-nemesis. 'Damn Lucius!'

RONAN "Alistair we can't do this to him, he is an Omega, that school will eat him alive." My mom her voice cracks with fear as though she has given up, I see her throat working up and down as she tries to say something. I hated that word "Omega" it was like a stain that never leaves my skin. " He is better broken than weak," he tells her, I hear his boot as he stomps around his office, I clench my fist in anger, wanting to scream.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

It is a temporary success because as soon as I manage to bring one of them down, somebody is already on my back throwing me off violently, making me hit a tree. “Hey, lady, easy.” the one who throws me off chuckles lightly as he hovers over me and kicks my sides. In that instant, I'm taken back to my past as an Omega, being beaten up like this. He's going to throw another kick, but I block him with both of my arms and push him away. To my surprise, he's pushed away a few good meters, causing him to fall on his bottoms. He looks stunned and so am I. I didn't even push him that hard, considering that he has hurt my sides quite badly, but I feel myself healing.

I was their only child, Olivia Rayman the apple of their eyes, I could say I was born with a silver spoon, I had everything I wanted and life was like a bed of roses. Our pack was peaceful and running smoothly, until that one night, the night that changed it all the night that will forever be seared in my memory. I was ten years old hiding behind the large table situated in our grand dining hall. I held onto my mother's necklace a charm she said was going to protect me. The scent of blood and death was thick in the air colliding with the scream and cries of my pack members. The invaders had taken us unaware, led by the ruthless and brutal Alpha in existence Alpha Jethro of the Firestorm pack

"Help? Help, my ass, you little brat! How dare you step on me?" Uncle Adam flew into a rage and forcefully pushed my foot away. He then clung to the window ledge and was about to crawl over to hit me. "I'll kill you, you uncultured brat! You think I'm easy to bully?" I sneered, and the max combat proficiency rewarded by the system instantly activated. I grabbed his wrist and forcefully twisted it. With a crack, Uncle Adam instantly dislocated his wrist.