Manhwa Omegaverse Novels & Stories

Omegaverse to be precise so there's a lot of Mpreg and men getting wet and same sex relationship. There'll be a few trigger warnings but nothing too extreme-- I hope( they haven't told me everything yet so let's see how it goes) Also, comments will go a long way. The book is rated 18+ so expect things like a lot of curse word-- (no, not Deadpool kind) aaaanndd smut. I mean... what's MM without smut? Haha 😅❤️ Thanks for reading!

"Alright, Omega, you first. Drink." The omega’s eyes widened, darting between the cups and the faces of the rogues. He looked terrified. He reached for a cup with a shaking hand, his fingers brushing against the cold earthenware. He hesitated, then, with a gulp, lifted it to his lips and drank deeply. His face contorted for a fleeting moment, then relaxed. "Well?" the brute demanded. The omega coughed, a dry, raspy sound. "It's… it tastes awful. But… I don't feel anything yet. No pain, though."

This led the moon goddess to rain down her wrath upon her people, and after a hundred years of drought and famine in the five Kingdoms, the moon goddess — Cessi, listened to the prayers of her people and gave each Kingdom an Omega. An Omega is a rare and special creation with distinct features of a crescent moon on their forehead. The people were advised to treat the Omegas as embodiments of the moon goddess herself and once in a year an anniversary is held in the name of the moon goddess, whereby the Omegas are to dance traditionally to glorify her name.

The man's mouth moved to his ear. "Funny thing about that name." His voice came out soft. Almost gentle. More threatening for it. "What would you do if Alex Kim was already here?" Kai's body had betrayed him completely. He stood there shaking, and the masked man found it funny. "You still don't get it," the stranger said, almost gently. "Sweet little omega." Kai opened his mouth to fire back. Then the heat hit. Not warmth a full-body crash, like being pulled underwater. Every thought he was holding onto dissolved. The anger, the plan, the reasons he'd been fighting gone. His own instincts shoved him aside and took the wheel.

because the world needs what’s between your legs.” More gasps. One girl started crying. “I will breed you. Sell you. Trade you. You exist to make the next generation. And you will be obedient… or you’ll be replaced.” Behind me, Three-Seven had sunk to her knees, staring down at the tag around her neck. I didn’t look at her again. Not yet. But I already knew. She was going to be one of the most profitable omegas I had. If her spirit didn’t get in the way. It started with twenty. Twenty wide-eyed omegas too scared to run, too broken to fight back. Most were cast-offs, troublemakers, or “too difficult” for their packs. Easy pickings. Now? I walked the metal catwalk of the underground facility—

As my friend pulls Finn’s outstretched hand back, Owen replies, “He is my mate. He is my omega.” WHAT THE BLOODY HELL!!!! My mouth falls slightly open as I glance back and forth between the two. Granted, the boy is cute. His light brown wavy hair and soft round cheeks are practically begging people to hug him, or at least, to pinch his face. I must admit he is slender, just like a girl, but I would have never dreamed in a million years that Owen would end up with a male omega. Shoot. Up until a few years ago, I didn’t even know male omegas even existed.

I felt pains in my neck where the blade of the executioner had cut through, separating my head from the rest of my body I was supposed to be dead, right? So, why was I alive? I was about to pinch myself to see if I could feel pain when the memories of a girl I had never met before my death began to flash through my head just as mine had. Why was I getting someone else's memory? "Stand up, you stupid Omega maid." Omega? Who were they calling an Omega? Surely, I wasn't the one, right? But why does it feel like I was the one the voice was referring to?

With my mind focused solely on trying to not only save this girl, but to heal her as fast as possible, Wyatt softly chimes, “Tammy. The girl’s name is Tammy.” *** Alpha Marcus POV What is all the commotion earlier? So, what if an omega is injured. That is just one less useless werewolf in the world. Omegas aren’t good for anything. They are the most useless being the Moon Goddess has ever created. I still can’t believe she would create should a being. I’m sure she wasn’t feeling well the day she created the first omega. Why else would she have created such a bad mistake? There is no reason to have omegas.

I finally healed, and made myself comfortable in one of the single seated sofa, as Alpha Dane let out a deep sigh. “I would like to know more about the mate perhaps.” Alpha Dane said in response. “Well,” Robert started, “As you can see, the moon goddess decides that we bond with a packless omega, which actually makes her part of our pack— she was actually being merciful on the hopeless “thing” that she had forgotten that I and my brothers deserved mercy as well. But as a matter of fact, we are one big happy family, aren't we Natasha?” Robert asked, fixing his eyes on me.

“Where are you going, Captain? Drunk already?” A hand taps my shoulder, pulling me out of my thoughts. I turn to see Gray, our goalie, grinning like an idiot. “Uh, not really. I will be back in a minute,” I mutter. Drunk? Not even close. Unlike other Omegas who release pheromones, go into heat regularly, and are easily affected by Alpha pheromones, I am different. As a recessive Omega, my body barely reacts the way it is supposed to.