Novel & Cerita Invincible Oc

"Because we'll have every advantage. We know they're coming, we know their timeline. And we have something they don't expect." "What's that?" I asked. "Beatrice." Theron smiled grimly. "They think she's still the broken omega. They have no idea how powerful she's become." He was right. I'd seen her training, seen her burn practice dummies to ash. Seen her split flames and throw fire like a weapon. She was magnificent and they had no clue. "So we go to the Summit," I said slowly. "And we let them try." "Exactly." Theron stood. "But we prepare, every contingency. Every scenario. When they attack, we'll be ready."

Omegas may not be required to fight in the case of war, but being able to protect themselves was just as important and it also helped ensure a better quality of life for them. If the omegas in his pack were so weak that they couldn’t even carry a few bags without shaking, then he was truly done for. He just didn’t know it yet. You would have thought she had iron weights tied to her legs the way she walked slowly as if she was counting her steps. As I watched, Ash pushed me to go help her, grumbling about how our mate was supposed to be protected and taken care of. But I refused. Crimson fang was no place for weaklings and she wouldn’t get any stronger if I helped her with every little thing.

~5 years ago~ My parents always made sure everything was perfect for the Alpha and his Luna. They were lead Omega's but that didn't matter. The Alpha found dust under a lamp. Not much but it was enough to be killed for apparently. They could feel his anger as he made his way down to our little falling apart shack. Knowing something was different this time, they told me and my sister to run into the woods and not to look back.

"I learned a long time ago when planning missions it's the things that seem unimaginable or unrealistic that end up catching you. So Omega is going to do some heavy digging." Shannon leaned back and blew out a puff of air. "It's just a video game, for god's sake. I've done hundreds of them since I've been with Maddux and never had a problem." "Hundreds specifically tailored like this one?" She nodded. "That's the strength of Maddux. You bring us your ideas, and we'll make them work. We even did one a couple of years ago on the right and wrong way to stage a parade." Was that a smile teasing at the corner of Owen's mouth again? Shannon had the distinct feeling the man never smiled. What kind

I felt waves of sparks in my hand and suddenly I was pulled against a huge chest. "Mine" it vibrated as multiple growls were heard from my family and friends. Beta Trevor chuckled uneasily, "Maybe you are just confused by her Omega powers." he suggested as he tried to calm the situation. "I am not confused. She is mine. DON'T TOUCH HER!" he yelled.

he said shamelessly. Vinca couldn't make heads or tails of what Damont said. Instead, she stood and ran towards the lady wanting to scratch her face off because she felt she was the one who was out to ruin her relationship. Damont couldn't take it anymore, so he hit her unconscious, and Vinca saw black. ***** "You said she would be awake in three days, what happened? Why is she still in a coma? Frost asked.

Emma changed her mind in the last minute call after the CEO invited their team for dinner. He looked at her who was busy chatting happily with the CEO who was seated at the front center. 'Great. The man who I found sexy is talking with my crush.' That could've been his chance to date an omega but his boss just had to ruin his opportunity. Zen sneakily glares at Mr. Claude as he chomps on the lettuce wrapped meat but the CEO must have noticed his laser like stares because he looked back at him. That's when Zen stopped glaring because his stare was just as captivating as his looks.

“Step up to each other, introduce yourselves, and let the sparring begin!” -------- It was official. I might never get my revenge, I might die before I even get to the end of this competition. Breve– a name he had muttered as a grudging introduction– was a seven-foot-one werewolf with a mean scowl and a meaner punch. While we fought, he threw across the field. My breath was knocked out of me as I landed with a deafening crash on the bench I had sat on during our break. Ignoring the pieces of wood that pierced painfully into my skin, I sprang up to face the fast-approaching mass of muscles.