Manhwa Omegaverse Romane & Geschichten

I made sure of that…or I thought I did. It started the day Dante dragged her out of the holding cells and claimed she’d be more useful breathing and active than being left to rot in the cells. I didn’t believe him then. Omegas with no shift had no place. Definitely not here in Crimson. And yet… She survived. Barely at first. She was clumsy in training, very brittle in spirit. A single sharp word could’ve sent her folding into herself. But she didn’t fold. She bent, yes. And on more than one occasion I thought I’d finally watch her break. But each time, she found some ugly, stubborn way to stand again. That was when I started watching closer.

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.

His first time as an omega had been confusion and heat and something he still didn't have a clean word for. His body had learned the wrong lesson. He wanted to unlearn it. A real partner. Somewhere quiet to come home to. A version of himself that didn't flinch at his own memories. Alex didn't have to be part of that picture. He told himself that firmly. Then Emma smiled at him open, unhurried and Kai made himself smile back. This works. Make it work. That's when it registered. Prime Alpha. Emma's designation had been in the back of his mind all night, but it hit different now. Same rank as Alex. Same pull in the air, subtle but unmistakable.

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.

Angela decided to ignore the woman's words about being an omega. "I don't think you will say anything if I ask you who you are or how you got in." Angela said and the woman laughed. This time, she laughed alone and the tinkling sound was like the sound of gentle bells. The laughter died down just as unexpectedly as it came and the woman's gaze hardened. “I should be back in my pack and in bed but you just had to appear out of nowhere to ruin everything. You even had to be an omega. Tch, I'm so disappointed. I thought I would be meeting a strong warrior. It would has been better that way as it would be a fair fight" “No one asked you to leave your bed. You should have just remained in your pa

“If my pack was wrong about omegas having mates, are they also wrong that omegas can’t have children?” Bridget’s smile instantly fades as she glances over towards Ford before she looks back at me. Oh, no. Did I ask the wrong question? Bridget nods her head. “Omegas can get pregnant. However, I just found out that I didn’t get pregnant with my first heat or us claiming each other. The Supreme Elder said that I would get pregnant after the new Luna is announced to the pack.” Ford adds, “The moon goddess was very generous when she made omegas. Once you find your mate, you will probably have many puppies with him.”

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.