Kryptonian Oc Novels & Stories

“An… an omega? But… how?” “I don’t know!” Kaelen burst out, his voice a raw, frustrated snarl. “The Moon Goddess in her infinite wisdom has decided to play a cruel joke on me. She has tied me, the King of the Lycans, to a terrified nineteen-year-old kitchen maid from Silver Creek!”

I begged, my voice cracking with desperation, but they kept dragging me away—from the very moment that could change my life forever. “Please… let me go, let—” The words died in my throat. The doors to the pack house creaked open, and everyone turned toward them. My heart thundered against my ribs and my breathing restless from struggling as my gaze locked onto the figure standing under the moonlight. Torian Valon. The future Alpha of the Crimson Blood Pack. And then his eyes found mine. A chill rushed down my spine as his words. “Mate.”

Just calm. Quiet confidence. "Not much info on him," Dante admitted. "Kyrian Volkov. Famous Model & Actor in Russia. Omega. 21." Enzo Romano whistled. "An Omega that tall? 6'4"? Rare." "That's why people think he's an Alpha," Dante said. "That's it. No other info. Seems the Volkovs hide him from the underworld." "Ooh," Matteo teased. Leaned forward. "He really is the Volkov treasure, huh, Big Brother?"

Kyra found herself standing outside her father-in-law's office building in the Moon's Claws pack. This is the pack of the Alpha king Kaiser Varkas. Dane's uncle and adopted father, and the most powerful wolf ever born. Kaiser is not just a wolf, he is a Lycan. The only pure-blooded Lycan alive. The last one of the Lycan bloodline. Lycans are cursed by a witch to never find their mates. So they were forced to take chosen mates, thus diluting their bloodline.

"The choice is entirely yours. You can walk back into that council chamber tomorrow, bare your throat to Vance and Collins, and see how long your crown stays on. There are many men in this court who would gladly put a real sword to your neck, Arthur. I am merely offering you a shield. For a price." Arthur flinched away from the touch, his head spinning from the brief contact. His skin felt like it was on fire, his internal organs aching with the desperate, primal urge to simply collapse and submit to the overwhelming alpha presence in the room. But beneath the haze of the heat, beneath the terrifying vulnerability of his omega biology, the blood of kings still ran. He could not win a physica

Then i snapped out, as if on cue i took Tavia's advice and kneed him in his groin. He fell down immediately holding his junk. "Ahrgghh, Ciara." He screamed. "You don't get distracted on a battle field." I stated looking anywhere but him. I heard someone clap well who else other than the Beta of silver moon pack, Hudson, he started walking towards us while laughing at Damien. "Oh my gosh, you guys should have seen how you looked like while staring at each other." He said still laughing. "Well, Ciara that was a good one." Hr said and we did an high five.

My knees buckled. Colton laughed, taking a step toward the gate. "See? You are just an omega! You cannot fight the blood of the founders!" Kaelen reached out, his massive hand catching my arm before I could fall. His crimson eyes flashed with violent intent, ready to leap from the battlements to slaughter them all. "Aria," he growled low. "No," I gasped out, gripping his wrist. The silver scar on my palm began to burn like liquid fire against his skin. "Let me."

The divine battle arts that they chose all cost 150,000 credits or 90,000 military achievement points for each one. Cruz asked for a loan from Kalen, as he didn’t have the required credits nor achievement points. Kalen allowed him to borrow the money, after he promised to pay it back. He could have given him the money for free as a gift, but they only known each other for a few days. He was not a charity center, as he was a knight. After settling all their needs, they returned to the counter where Knight Sergeant Enzo processed the devices and send the information to their implants. They left in high spirits.

I could dream forever and never run out of nightmare material. I look to the clock and see that it is almost 5am. My alarm will go off soon. I really don’t want to get up. Do I have to? That’s a stupid question. I do if I don’t want extra beatings from Krono. I found out Krono wasn’t actually a human years ago. Krono is a warlock and a damn good one too.

Kyron did not waste a second. He attacked again immediately, his fist slamming into Thane’s jaw with brutal force. But Thane barely reacted. Instead, he rose with unnatural speed and struck back, throwing Kyron several feet away. Kyron hit a tree hard but recovered almost instantly. His eyes flashed dangerously. “This is Hyperion,” Kyron growled. Tyla’s heart pounded violently as she could see it now. Something inside Thane was terribly wrong. His movements were wild, uncontrolled and his strength too unnatural.