Mm Omegaverse Novels & Stories

Because he knew that he had lost the battle. He was shocked when he heard about Hamileja. Hamileja was an old village with a bunch of Omegas. He was a businessman of Omega trafficking. Each year he caught a lot of omega from there and sold them. Some of the omega's parents sold their own daughter to him because they felt their child was a burden to them. So it was easy for him to get omegas. Before attacking The Rivermoon pack, he did all of that.

“I am just thinking of what my grandmother told me.” “What is it?” He kissed her cheeks as he started to undress her. They were currently in their hotel room for a lunch break and he was so hard that he wanted to have her even during the event. “Omegas.” She said. “It was rare. Her scent was very much different.” She sighed as she thought deeply. “Omegas can have a mate… for mates. But a true mate would truly only give her the best satisfaction. I heard that they were used for breeding. They are more powerful than werewolves… or Lycans.”

There were a few exceptions to this rules like my mentor, Matilda who was mated to Elder Summers but for most part, omegas didn't get mates The reason was simple. We already caused most pack members to feel protective and care for us. The mate bond would be too much for most werewolves. They would go insane with added feeling of protectiveness that the mate bond would create if they weren't strong enough Since I was a powerful omega, it was almost impossible that any wolf would be powerful enough for the Goddess to pair me with.

Finally, omegas. I took a seat beside the other omegas. One of them was my best friend, Selene. Now here's the thing: Selene isn’t exactly weak, but God, she's allergic to everything. Trees, grass, animals, the sun and even some werewolves. It was that bad. The omega forum, usually silent and half-dead, was buzzing today. "What's going on?" I asked Selene. "It's about the mating ceremony," she said. "What about it?"

You wouldn’t believe what happened next! Alpha Genesis’ POV: “You’re going right?” My beta asked me, staring. “I’m not sure it’s appropriate, Dickson.” I said. About 2 weeks ago I had gotten an email saying I was invited to an omegas birthday party. I didn’t think it was appropriate to go to someone’s birthday party that was in my pack unless I actually knew them. I definitely did not know this one. Also, everyone would expect me to go to their birthday parties if I show up to hers. Wouldn’t they?…

Emma walked towards the teachers office with the assignments the other student had submitted to her. Her pace was so fast as it was already closing time and the school was getting empty. She is the oldest in class and also 20 years old as she started school very late. And this is also the reason she has always been responsible for leading the class. She walked urgently with her hips swaying sexily as she walked but she seemed unaware of her charm.

“Maya understands the both of you better than you both do. I’ve always taken an interest in that boy. But he wasn’t a good match for Dante alone. He knows and understands his place. Maya is the buffer in your relationship. If he wasn’t there, and my airhead of a son really wanted to chase you… let’s just say that’s not something you want to experience. “Taiga, you might be at the top of the food chain, even higher than my son, but an Enigma is a lost cause.” Taiga’s face twisted in confusion. Phoebe sighed, shaking her head. “Let me explain better.” She gestured toward a bench nearby. Reluctantly, Taiga followed, and the two of them sat. “The system is weird,” Phoebe began. “An Omega sits at

"I come from the window winder pack, and i belong to the lowest of all pack." Bella said, hoping he understood what he meant. Hoping he would allow her cross the borders, to her freedom. "The lowest of all pack?" Blade asked, confused at what she meant, he was not a lover of wolves, not until recently, he found one who was able to bring happiness to his life. "I am the omega of my pack, I am the worthless werewolf found in every pack. And I hope you let me go and forget about the goddess mating you to me."

Trevor didn't know why, but he felt even more annoyed by those dirty eyes on him than before. He'd gotten used to it, it was part of his life anyway. When you're an Omega, you're bound to be stalked, chased seduced, raped, assaulted... So to say that Trevor had seen all sorts of strange people coming up to him and trying to get him was no exaggeration. Luckily for him, he had been well trained by his grandfather to avoid the worst. Surely marking will solve all these problems, because once an omega is bound to an alpha, another alpha should not lay a hand on him. But that was only in theory, because in this sick world, an Omega who was already marked would sometimes still get raped or attack

I had a terrible past. When I was 15, my aunt sent me to the Litha Moon Pack to be a slave. The Alpha there was cruel, often mistreating omegas like me. I was fortunate that at the time, when his desires called for omegas to satisfy his lust, I wasn't chosen.