Nightwing Oc Mga Nobela at Kwento

That night, the pack was oblivious to the dark and sinister events unfolding in the shadows. In the midst of the moonlit woods, a young and vulnerable Omega named Tobias had ventured out alone. Unbeknownst to him, the shadows concealed a sinister figure. It was Rae, the cunning vampire council member, hidden in the darkness. Rae had chosen his victim carefully, knowing that an attack on a defenseless Omega would further escalate the tensions between the two factions. As Tobias wandered deeper into the woods, he felt an unsettling presence and turned to see a figure shrouded in darkness.

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

I vented, reversing her own attack on her by striking her left hand as well. Fiona cried out and held her arm, staggering back from my point with her breathe going heavy. I know I didn’t hit her that much. If I did, she wouldn’t be standing there, glaring into my eyes like I’m the devil in human form. “Look at her. She’s taking more than a minute to end a fight with an Omega she calls a weakling.” “And the same person she’s struggling with can’t unleash her wolf. She’s using her normal form. Fiona is such a weakling.”

My sworn enemy almost punched me when he knew that his ex-girlfriend's brother was making a move on me. The final year rolled in, and Ashly had already gotten her mate and her family back. I got some unwanted attention when I and Ashly kicked some Alphas asses. But there was one particular boy who had the guts to ask me out. His name was Vivan, and I didn't even know that he was Sebestian's ex-boyfriend. All I knew was that he came up to me out of nowhere when I was studying in the study area and confessed his admiration for me upfront. He was pretty. He had a lot of muscle and a good body. Any omega would definitely go for him.

She couldn't refuse when the alpha suggested they should start training their inner wolves with other she-wolves. "We can just lie about it," Odessa implied with a callous tone. "Whatever happens, don't shift," Gwen nodded with a sigh and soon, their trainer Miss Onyx arrived and for the first time, Gwen and Odessa finally met the legendary Omega. She was gorgeous and looked exquisite. She didn't appear to be 27 but 23. She had a mocha with a touch of caramel skin, vibrant mossy-green eyes, full lips, a cute button nose, and her hair was chestnut brown. Her presence was intimidating.

“I’ll let our Alpha and Luna explain everything to you when they get here. In the meantime, Fiona can catch you up on the pack. She has been waiting patiently to talk to you. She is also an omega, just like you.” What? An omega? That can’t be possible. I turn and look at Fiona. Before I can even ask, she smiles and says, “Yes. I’m an omega. We have a few of them here, including Luna Katelyn and Bridget, who will someday be a High Elder just like her mother.” The doctor clears his throat and adds, “I’ll leave you two to talk for a bit, but I’ll be back in when Alpha Wyatt and Luna Katelyn get here. If anything happens before then, let me know.”

An influx of information regarding the owner of the body rapidly flowed into his brain. Apparently, the body owner was his counterpart in a universe where you are categorized into three groups: Alpha, Beta, and Omega. Wei Lin Feng was an omega who will go to any length to keep the spotlight on himself. Lin Feng was famously known as a villainous omega who tried to kill his half-brother not once but a dozen times due to jealousy. He failed because someone was always interfering with his plans. Unfortunately, the last time he tried to kill his half-brother, he was beaten by his father and abandoned by everyone he knew. For a spoiled little omega. Living his life alone, thrown away, is worse th

Even without a wolf's scent, my instincts were screaming. ​A man stepped into the sickly yellow light of the neon sign. He didn't smell like a wolf. He didn't even smell entirely human. He smelled like ozone, old parchment, and burnt circuitry. He was an Outcaster—a "Static," one of the rare humans who lived on the fringes of the Lycan corporate world, surviving by selling the one thing wolves couldn't master: pure, unadulterated data. ​"Nobody is looking for me," I rasped. My voice sounded like it had been dragged over gravel. "I'm an Omega. I'm nothing."

a commanding male voice suddenly called. The voice was sharp and clean, commanding verbal authority. Alicia jolted in her consciousness but didn't open her eyes. Her head arched slightly in the direction where the voice came from. She somehow knew it was directed towards her; it was more audible than the others. It sounded familiar, but it wasn't. Alicia had a tattoo on her back that gave her away. She was the only daughter of Alpha Jones of the Midnighter pack, the richest alpha in the entire Western Mountain of Jacksonville, and a sworn enemy of the Crescent Pack.

“Greetings, Alpha Crowley. My name is Anthony Martin, and I am Beta of Titanfang Pack. I’ve come with gifts from my Alpha, as well as a message.” Behind the Beta, several Omegas, the lowest ranking werewolf, were holding numerous luxurious gift boxes and bags.