Mutant Oc Novels & Stories

Aya Connor is the only mute Epsilon she-wolf of the Connor Moonfang Pack—fragile, voiceless, and treated as a disposable pawn by her own greedy family. When her father forces her to take her sister’s place in an unwanted mate bond with the terrifying Alpha Kyle Connor, Aya enters the deadly halls of the Rev-9 Crimson Dominion with one goal: keep her dying grandmother, Elder Serena, alive. Kyle Connor is a muscular, ruthless Alpha scarred by war and betrayal. Known for his cold restraint, he wears a pristine ceremonial neck-cloth—loosening the knot by exactly one inch only when his lethal wolf, raw lust, or dangerous possessiveness takes control. Believing Aya is a scheming spy sent to ste

He had no hair, no eyebrows, and his eyes were the most terrifying thing Baraka had ever seen. They did not glow with the violet fire of the Starfall. They were voids. Perfect, pitch-black spheres that seemed to absorb the red light of the flares, offering absolutely no reflection. "Did you honestly believe," Nyosi said, stepping out from behind the desk, completely unbothered by the sudden physical clash happening inches from her face, "that I would sit in a dark room waiting for a hostile Active to arrive without a shield?" Baraka tried to pull his wrist free. The pale mutant’s grip was not overwhelmingly strong in a muscular sense, but it was absolute.

Jagged scars crisscrossed its entire face, and corrupted energy radiated from it like heat from burning iron. The leader of the mutant army! It lifted its head, letting out a deafening roar, and Kieran stepped in front of me instantly. “Mira, stay back.” “Cover me,” I clenched my fists, ready to land a solid blow. “I’ll attack it from behind.” With a thunderous growl, Kieran charged forward, slashing his claws into the mutant’s flesh. The mutated leader also rushed forward to meet him, its jaw snapping loudly.

Mutants have a distinctive scent. It goes along with their overall wrongness. They smelled like rotten earth and industrial buildings. Depending on the type of mutant, all they had to do was be near you, and you could become infected. Only superheroes can defend from those because they have some of the mutant genes in them, so they don’t turn. If you don’t have the mutant genes in you already, you’re at risk of turning into a mutant. Those mutants are rare. It’s more common to face the ones that if they bite you or break your skin, you become infected. But it was always better to be safe, then dead.

Immediately the contents of the syringe was empty, the man stepped back and Jeremy immediately began to jerk. His skin paled, becoming almost as white as snow and he began bleeding from both his eyes and even his nose. The man stood from a distance and watched while the boy's body went through painful yet devastating changes. The mutagen that had just been injected into his system, was supposed to mess was his DNA and give him superhuman abilities so he could be recruited to serve under the master.

Standing tall in the uniform, the youngest packs Alpha in history. Eyes as cold as winter, beside him stood Rhea, Radiant, perfect and Victorious. Ronan stared at the screen like it had punched a hole through his chest. Now, as an Omega, all his emotions are written on his face. “He looks, “ his voice fading. “Different.” I didn't answer because the man on that screen barely resembled the boy we had known. The warmth was gone, and the reckless grin and stubborn devotion had all been washed away. Rhea made my heart ache as I looked at her.

"It took me months to finally acquire it and I planned to give it to you after the ceremony but since the time is here anyway. It's a drug that'll suppress your… condition. Make you seem like an Omega to every other person and just a drop of it will last for three years at the very least." Snow stared at the vial, betrayal thick in her throat. How could her Roman do this? She thought he was fair, thoughtful and kind. Now he wanted to murder an entire species??! Tears rushed to her eyes but before she could react, Roman turned and strode back into the arena, effectively ending the argument. So Snow had no choice but to go back with him, her maid quietly at her side. The moment they returned,

“This isn’t something to celebrate.” A few people laughed and my chest tightened. “What do you mean?” He stepped back like my presence disgusted him. “I mean I don’t want you, Valerie.” The words immediately stabbed a hole through my heart. “I... I don’t understand,” I said quickly. “The Goddess chose...” “The Goddess made a mistake,” he cut in. “You’re an Omega and you can’t even shift. What am I supposed to do with you?” More laughter and my ears rang. “I can learn,” I said desperately. “I can try harder. I swear I’ll...”

Before she could say anything, Alpha Kael stepped forward. His tall figure moved calmly through the scattered crowd until he stood only a few steps away from her. Unlike the others, he showed no fear. Only curiosity. And something else. Recognition. His silver eyes studied her carefully. “Your wolf just awakened,” he said quietly. Aria blinked at him in confusion. “My wolf…?” Damon scoffed loudly. “That’s impossible,” he snapped. “She’s twenty and hasn’t shifted once. Everyone knows she’s a defective omega.” The insult hit Aria like a punch to the chest.

I nodded in agreement. “But he usually visited during the holidays until his Father passed away. He had to take over as Alpha and we discovered we were fated mates. I have always been called a wolfless Omega, for Kian it was an insult to be mated to an Omega and one who has not been able to shift for years!!” Eric’s eyes shone in amazement, “No wonder you were unable to heal quickly as expected.” His words tore through my heart leaving me in pain for some minutes.