Manhwa Omegaverse Novels & Stories

In my world, Omegas were almost non-existent and the few that did were seen as some sort of game for the high-rank wolves to catch and boost their egos. Omegas are basically humans but with wolves. Submissive and compliant with pup carrying and bedwarming as the only thing they are good for. It was the only thing I would be good for if I failed to find my mate and I think I already botched that tonight as almost everyone found their mate tonight.

Consider reaching out to a mental health professional, a support hotline, or a trusted friend or family member. Let's take care of ourselves and each other. NOTICE FOR READERS~ This story deviates from traditional Werewolf Omegaverse tropes and explores a unique world with its own hierarchy, rules, and dynamics. If you're accustomed to typical Omegaverse narratives, be prepared for differences in: - World-building: The story's universe may not adhere to conventional structures or mythologies. - Hierarchy and Social Dynamics: The pack dynamics, roles, and power structures may differ from what you're familiar with.

A sharp kick to my face sent me sprawling backward. My eyes burned as sand and dirt scraped against them. I gasped, my hand flew straight to my bleeding nose. “Who is your Luna?” Cynthia sneered. “I am no Luna to a useless omega.” I trembled, my body screaming in exhaustion. “Please, ma… I didn’t do anything. I am just a lowly omega.” She squatted and yanked my hair up with her fingers, dragging it so hard I felt my scalp pulling out, “An Omega that's mated to my man, my husband!” she hissed in anger before pushing my head back, “You're not innocent Omega, Daphne. Like I said earlier, I have heard about you!”

Damien threw back his head on a groan, exposing the strong column of his neck, and I couldn’t help but lift my head to suck on that delicate flesh as I took in his load, feeling my whole body tremble with the intensity of the release as I too came all over our chests. Between our mingled breaths and the fading echoes of our passion, I couldn’t help but let a teasing smile play upon my lips. With a soft, playful murmur that carried equal parts humor and truth, I whispered against the backdrop of our shared warmth, “If I were an omega, I’d definitely have gotten pregnant by now.”

The rogue staggered back, surprised by the sudden ferocity of the frail omega. “You’re stronger than you look,” a harsh voice spat as he lunged again. I dodged, twisting, striking at his side with everything I had. My arms burned, but adrenaline carried me beyond the pain. I slammed him into the frozen ground, twisting his arm painfully behind his back, feeling the snap of tendon,or maybe it was just a warning,but it was enough. He hissed, scrambling back, and I pressed forward, hands poised like weapons, teeth bared in the shadow of the wolf inside me.

She leaned back into her chair, as if distance was needed for whatever she was about to say. “Gerard,” she said, voice softer—the softest I’ve ever heard. “You of all people should know that’s possible.” My chest tightened, my muscles contracting. “When someone becomes an omega, it rewires their brain,” she continued. “The brain chemistry. Instincts. Alpha pheremones that usually trigger aggression start triggering attraction.” Her eyes searched mine to be sure I was following. “There’s a reason Alphas clash with other Alphas, and omegas don’t.”

Alpha peter then apologized and asked what her name was this caught kass’s attention and with all the power rolling off her i know she was pissed but was gonna answer. I mindlinked her. Do you want to tell him or me to ? she answered automatically i do. So i let her and what she did made me proud she looked straight into his eyes and said my name is Kassandra Knight the supposed omega and the girl that you and your son and pack thought they could break but i am stronger than anyone knows i just find it sad that the pack that my parents loved didn't even think twice about their daughter instead you abused me and acted like i killed my parents you left scars that will never heal instead of loo

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

Belinda boldly met his gaze. Draven's lips tilted to the side. "You'll have what you want." An hour later, Belinda entered the underground garage of the skyscraper to meet an auburn-haired man leaning on an SUV. He brought down the lit cigarette from his lips as she approached, exhaling smoke through his nose. "Where to mam?" His tone was sarcastic as he pulled open the door to the car's driver seat. Belinda was an omega who had found favor with the boss by spreading her legs—she hardly expected the hard men of the Lycan's mafia to respect her. That said, it would be to her benefit if they at least didn't dislike her.

I asked in anger. He suddenly turned his gaze on the battlefield where I could see Rhea and this guy who's in his wolf form fighting. And I could not believe that Rhea has the upper hand on this find. As far as I know, she was just a low level omega so where exactly did she get this monstrous strength from? "By the way, my name is Zeus and I am Matthew's brother. Although we are not really related by blood, we treated each other like real brothers." I could care less about him or his relation with Matthew!