Kamen Rider Omega Amazon Novels & Stories

Alex can't help the goofy smile spreading on his own lips, "Great timing." The Omega has arrived straight from his studio with his Gurds. He looks gorgeous in his forest green, sparkling shirt, skin-tight, black pants and knee-high boots. His chest teases Alex from under the silver chains he can see through the half-open shirt, twinkling at him with their own light. The Omega has complemented his outfit with matching streaks of color in his hair and make-up. He looks absolutely breathtaking and utterly out of place in the filthy dark alley surrounded by hordes of ugly men's.

“And I didn’t summon you here for pleasantries. Tell me who you are and what you are exactly.” Her throat bobbed, and fingers curled into her top like they could hide her. “I’m Dextera Neville, an Omega of Bisclaveret Pack, under the reign of Alpha Kestrel Wagner, son of Nelson Wagner, Sovereign Of His Bloodline.” I folded my arms. “Save me the hierarchy. I want real answers. You know what I'm talking about, young lady.” “I… I don’t...” I cut her off. “What happened last night, Dextera? You’re a wolfless Omega as far as I know. That’s what your records from Bisclaveret said. You never shifted! But what I saw out there in those woods was not an ordinary shift.”

he reminded him. "It can be revived if I can get an omega" Haynes explained further. "Which you were unable to find after searching many communities of werewolves for years. Or are you planning to send me to the werewolves so that I could get bitten and become a 'floater' like you?" Sergeanti laughed hysterically. He had discovered his plans. Haynes was a very dubious dishonest and wicked wizard. "No, you don't need to go and search for any werewolves because an omega is lurking in Greenford right now" Haynes ascertained.

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

“If you have any information about that Omega we will pay you a reward. Twenty golden coins, this is my card. Contact us if you learn something about her. Good day sir.” “Thank you, I will.” Arya heard them leaving. Aron went inside only to see a scared pale face of Alice. “It’s OK, Arya right? What happened, why did you run away?” He looked concerned. As scared as she was, Arya knew she has to convince the boy to keep his mouth shut. “They wanted to sell me to some old Alpha.” She said quietly. Omega trafficking wasn’t nothing new, Aron nodded in understanding. “Don’t worry, you are safe with me. I won’t tell anybody about it.” He reassured her.

he repeated. “Yes,” Rylan said “Someone worthless, someone with no ties, someone we can just use and discard! Like a secret, some like…” The door opened before he finished answering. I jumped and almost dropped the tray. Rylan’s eyes flickered to me, and his mouth stopped moving. Damon turned and his gaze was locked on mine. Rylan then cleared his throat. “Someone like her.” Damon’s voice was low. “Her?” “She’s an omega, no wolf, no family, no one would question it,” Rylan said and his tone was half joking, and half serious. “It’s perfect.”

Of course he was here" Amarok retorted as he walked over to his potions cabinet to sort out healing elixirs for the wounded. The Beta Wolf was about speaking but stopped as he heard sounds of battle wagons thundering into Amarok's compound. Amarok's attention was also drawn to the commotion as he closed his potions cabinet and walked out to investigate the source of the noise. "Hail Alpha Wolf of Werekult, Damon Silverclaw!!" The Omega wolves steering Damon's battle wagon hollered as they rode into Amarok's compound at full speed. Amarok walked out from his backyard and eyed his axe sitting by the corner of his front door and heaved a sigh of anxiety as he walked out to meet Damon.

“Anyway. You should call Calliope.” Lena dug into her purse and pulled out the transparent card Calliope insisted she “keep on her person at all times.” She slid it across to Mara. “If you’re so curious, you can try her service too.” Mara stared reverently at the card. “Do you think she’d match me with a shifter?” “Have you met her?” Lena said. “She literally promised she could find someone for me with ‘a soul as old as yours.’ Whatever that means. But I’ve yet to see a man in her orbit who looks average. It’s suspicious.”

It always calmed me when I came to this location because it is secluded from outsiders, as my private sanctuary. I gestured for Cameron to sit down beside me as I admired the colorful designs on their fins. “I didn’t mean to snap at you, I just clashed with Aurora before stepping out of my chambers.” Cameron gasped in awe, yet he quickly snapped back. “Aurora? The omega was sold to us as a breeder from Alpha Damon? Did she offend you?” I could see his face begin to turn red in anger, so I had to interject.