Mine To Claim, Omega Novels & Stories

"Like property or something?" The room went dead silent. Kael's jaw tightened. "Like a partner." "Partners are equals," Jay countered. "They negotiate terms. They don't get 'claimed just like that.'" "Your Highness—" the King started, voice tight with warning. "I'm not finished." Jay turned to face the full court. Every noble. Every witness. "I have two meridians opened. Body Refinement, Second Layer. Achieved without an Alpha bond and without assistance." Not quite true, but they didn't need to know about Nyx. "I'm the first Omega in three centuries to cultivate independently."

His wolf roared, demanding to mark her, to claim her fully. The Alpha within him burned with unrestrained desire. He stepped closer, brushing his lips against hers, not fully, but close enough to leave the promise of more. Rey’s hand rested lightly on his chest, feeling the hammering pulse beneath his ribs. She could feel the mark of him already, the heat of his possessiveness radiating off him like a tangible force. And she let it. “I need to claim you properly,” he whispered, his teeth grazing the curve of her ear. “Mark you… mate you. You will belong to me.”

"Can you not speak in riddles, please?" "Ya know what 'e is, what'e is gonna become on full moon." She says, I nod. "And 'is mark on ya, the beast's assurance that is mate belongs ta im, is gone." My stomach turns in unease. "Sebastian wouldn't hurt me, he never has." "And is mate just so 'appens to be an omega," Khate ignores my statement "A fragile doll 'e needs ta protect." "Sebastian isn't like that," I say, a bit severer this time.

I showed him and he looked surprised. “You want to train? But it will be hard for you. Besides you are an omega!” He said. “What do you mean by I am an omega? Omega does not have the right to protect itself. Does omega not have the right to train and protect the people they want? Why do you people have a prejudice against omegas?!” I wrote furiously on the book and I knew he could feel my anger.

"You're starting to sound like Greg, that madman who thinks everyone secretly wants to get manhandled." "Not everyone." His mouth curved. "Him." His omega had presented for him, begged so prettily during the claiming, rocked back onto his knot toward the end, clung to him like he never wanted to let go. Half out of his mind, Kai had told the truth about wanting it, and Alex had taken every inch of that honesty for himself. He'd carry the sound of those cries, the way Kai had whispered his name like a prayer, for a very long time.

She asked. Lexie's senses came flying back then. What had she just done? From the get-go, her plan had been to make it through this party by keeping her head down. If no one noticed her, she could return to her room in one piece. That wouldn't be happening now, because she had gone and run her mouth. The second woman sniffed the air, and immediately frowned. "Are you an omega?" The question was like a blow in Lexie's guts. Following suit, the first woman sniffed Lexie's scent. "My gosh, you really are an omega!" She confirmed.

he murmured, while she sighed lightly. “I told you I would take advantage of every opportunity to have you, and I meant it”, he whispered to her and took her into his arms. “My Indomitable Omega,” he said hoarsely, seeking her lips. . As he carried her to the bedroom, the voices of joy became quieter... their sighs of love outbid them. THE END

I could not help myself. “Why would I reject you? We are mates. Tell me why.” He demanded to know. “I am an omega. They say my mother was banished. I have been an omega for as long as I can remember.” I told him and felt shame wash over me as I twiddled with my fingers. He let out a low growl and caused me to recoil into the corner of the bed. “Victoria, I assure you that I will do nothing. Those who have harmed you in any way will be dealt with accordingly. Mark my words.” He said, leaning over to kiss my forehead.

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.

she said, her tongue coming out to lick the corner of her lips like a viper, "I can't believe it's been this long." "Did we have a class together?" She pouted, and it wasn't a pretty look for a woman in her thirties, especially when she had a boatload of collagen injected into her lips. She reminded him of the trout they had on special at the restaurant last week, courtesy of his favorite chef and cook, Adam. "Uhm, I feel so hurt. How could you have forgotten me? I'm Sierra, cheerleader of the Bounty Girls," she said, giving Shawn the "Let's get out of here" look.