Maverick Omori Novels & Stories

Recognition flickered in his beast, halting him mid-motion, but his grip around Erik's throat didn't loosen; it tightened with the awareness that his mate was trying to protect another male. Instead, with a snarl, he drove Erik's head into the stone again and again—each strike more brutal than the last. Rey screamed, begging him to stop, pulling at his arms, but Orion ignored her. Only when Erik's body went slack beneath his grip did he finally release him. Erik lay unconscious on the floor, but his pulse remained faint but alive. Orion rose slowly, his massive frame unfolding, chest heaving with restrained fury. Rey darted forward to reach Erik, but she barely made it a step before a hand a

Marcel: “This seems to be clean,” Dominic said, and I scoffed. “Clean is a way to describe it.” I muttered, knowing well that this was nothing more than an illusion in our world. One that practically didn’t exist. A familiar scent hit me fast before an Omega burst out of the trees so fast Dominic nearly cut him down. Steel flashed. My wolf surged forward. Five more men followed behind him, weapons raised, breath ragged, and for half a second, I thought it was an ambush.

' When Hong and the girl were thinking, Monica quickly remembered who this young woman was since this young woman also appeared in the memory of the previous Monica Oga. "Tomari-san?" Monica asked unsurely. "It's really you!" The young woman was also surprised to see Monica in this place, then observed him from up to down, and glanced at the girl on his side. She raised her eyebrow and said, "You have grown up." The girl beside Monica looked at the young woman then she was in shock since she remembered who this young woman was. Togo Tomari, that was the name of this young woman, was the CEO of Iwami Heavy Industries and also regarded as a lunatic of the Japanese business community since she

after studying the horror on Naitee's face Maverick made her feel comfortable however how he let this good opportunity slide away from his grip therefore, he deliberately scared Naitee. " What's wrong don't you at least want to know whether you can manage BDSM or not? And I'm a dom, I can't leave it behind. One day or another day you have to cope with me " Maverick will go to hell for sure for scaring the shit out of Naitee. He's a devil in human skin because even after seeing she looks on the verge of crying he ain't stepping back from showing his dominance.

Flicking his lighter, he lit the tip right in front of Amora. Maverick exhaled smoke into the air, looking indifferent and completely unapologetic for everything he had done. The cold dominance on his fierce face returned once more, as freezing as ice ready to consume the rest of Amora’s life.

Andrew smiled and pulled her up, and the two continued their escape. He explained, "That guy's name is Jahmir Robles, a notorious lone wolf from the Northern Martial Union. Among the powerhouses at the martial emperor level, most have retired or semi-retired, prioritizing reputation and seniority. But this man? He's like a vulture, ruthless and shameless."

It was Maren, Rieka’s trusted handmaiden. To the world, Maren was nothing more than a loyal servant who lived to please her mistress. But in truth, she was Uriel’s ally, a woman who had once admired the strength the Omega carried, even in her suffering. When Uriel was reborn as Rey, Maren had sworn her allegiance anew, working quietly in the shadows to ensure her lady’s plans could move forward. “You’ve done well,” Rey said softly, her tone clipped but laced with the faintest warmth.

“Sir, someone keeps interfering and thwarting our plans every time. They’re powerful and have the resources.” “And you useless fools haven’t even found who it is yet,” Maverick growled. “No one in this country would dare go against me.” When Maverick wanted something, he didn’t stop until he got it. The man was ready to go to any extreme to make it happen. Be it an auction, a drug deal and now this omega. Ever since he saw the omega’s years ago in 2015 and read the article about the only omega of rich business tycoons by all, Maverick made it his mission to make the omega his.

the head warrior signaled, noticing that even one of his companions hesitated to attack me. Who would bother attacking a mere omega? Another warrior sighed and shook his head. "Omega..." He chuckled, looking me up and down. "What do you want to receive, Omega? A punch? Or a kick?" I didn't answer, I simply bowed. My action made it difficult for the warriors to harm me. To them, I was like a flimsy piece of paper that would fly away with a single blow. Nala remained hidden within the depths of my mind, unwilling to assist me.

He massaged my breast before squeezing one of them. I moaned. “What’s so special about you?” He rasped and kept kissing me. I wanted him to continue this, but all at once he tightened his grip on my hair and shoved me back into a hard wall. I winced when a sharp pain shot down my spine. “You’re not special! You're a fucking bitch!” *********