Maverick Omori Novels & Stories

“Tell me who you are exactly… Please…” “I am Colum Toiba, the son of the late minister Toiba.” Morrigan’s lips quivered as her knees turned to jelly. Her body crashed on the cold marble floor of the ballroom, but the sword of the man in front of her never left her neck. “You are Colum Toiba…” She said in an almost hushed voice, she started to shake her head frantically as tears streamed down her face non-stop. Colfre looked at the guards in front of him. “Dismiss everyone in the room, the celebration is over.” He said with a roaring authoritative voice. The guards started to push the crowd out of the large double doors. But Morrigan remained there, slumped on the floor, muttering things unde

And it was the thought of the little omega loathing him if he used force that had greatly aided Maverick's resolve to pursue Ciel rationally. Maverick stared at Ciel for a few more moments, secretly inhaling the little omega's seductive and addictive pheromones. But when his lower body started reacting to it, that's when Maverick finally got away from Ciel, as he was afraid of doing something the little omega didn't want again.

Macey sighed softly and went back into the house, as she sat down and waited for Omari to return with her son. Meanwhile Omari stopped his car in the territory of the rogues, and got down from the car. He could feel more strength as entered him after he drank the portion that the warlock gave to him. He got down from the car and started walking into the place. Some rogue werewolves were actually outside the house when he got there, and they tried to attack him immediately they saw him, but they were no match for him, because he ripped off their heads before they could even get to where he was. He continued walking on and started fighting and killing every single rogue that came his way. Some

I held onto the figure's cloak, pinning the imposter down with my elbow. I could sense an aura, deadly just like Kyle's but of lower ranking. "Who are you?" A soft giggle emanated from beneath. The headgear of the cloak fell off as the imposter revealed herself. "Madonna." My eyes widened as I stared at the meek-looking girl now in armor. "It turns out the master was right about you. You're not some Omega working as a Maiden; you're strong and resilient like a warrior." She chuckled.