Novel & Cerita Ohma Zi O

Damien said with his raised jaw to indicate his pride. "Can't you just behave like your age and leave the young ones to do their dealings." Tyler said implying that Damien was old. "You.... Then I will show you no mercy then." Damien said fuming with anger. "You may proceed." Tyler said maintaining his nonchalant expression on his face. Damien launched forward to attack Tyler aiming for his neck but Tyler was swift enough to dodge the attack almost immediately making Damien furrow his brows confused, was this not supposed to be an omega, why was is so freaking fast.

She knew that I was a little silly, and she was right. "Hey, Kira!" Zina waved at me from the other side of the room with a breezy smile on her face. Her action was on prime display, and my neck went tight as I clutched my mom's arm, trembling because omegas were everywhere. My mom shot me a glance from the corner of her eye, wanting to know who Zina was. When Zina moved toward us, the omegas were watching us, tilting their heads to the side and whispering among themselves.

My emotions were a mess but I didn’t want them to know that, especially not Tyrone. “They’ll probably tell you this at the hospital too, but I wanted to inform you in case you weren’t aware of it.” He paused and lowered his voice even though it was still loud enough for everyone to hear. “You’re Omega is underweight. With her heat so close it’s best to stick to a healthy balanced diet.” “Thank you,” Tyrone growled through clenched teeth. “Have a good night.” I watched from beneath my lashes as he walked to the ambulance and climbed in. A moment later they drove off and disappeared into the dark night.

Panic would only make things worse. "Oomph," my hypersensitive senses heard a voice. Unbidden, my head whipped towards the source. About ten yards away, where the fruit trees were planted, I saw a small figure on the ground. I took a few unsure steps forward, trying to see who it was. Braided golden brown hair caught the failing light of the sun. 'Of course,' I thought to myself 'it's the problematic omega.' Elizabeth Grey. The most peculiar omega I had ever seen. I leaned against a nearby tree, thankful for a distraction.

Eloise took the opportunity to tighten her grip on him, her presence gentle yet oppressive. "I warned you, Nigel… Omegas can be dangerous if they know how to use their pheromones. It's their only weapon."

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

I am an omega. My name is Zhane Bradshaw, and I am one of the rare breed of werewolves, male omega as they called us and werewolves like us were forced to hide, finding different methods to blend in the crowd in order to survive this brutal world. Unfortunately, I barely even got the chance before I was sold to a merciless alpha by my own big brother in exchange for luxury.

I was on my cot, curled into a tight ball, with my fingers digging into the thin mattress as another wave of cramps seized me, causing me to whimper and choke on my breath. The door to my room slammed open, crashing against the wall, causing me to jolt and attempt to pull myself into a sitting position, but another wave of cramps seized my entire body, forcing me back down. Madame Helen, the head omega trainer, stood in the doorway. Her small, dark eyes scanned my trembling form with utter contempt. "Get up, you lazy bitch." she sneered, "You think you can lay here all day and stew in your own filth? Raziela, I’ve told you time and time again that the world doesn’t stop because you’re in hea

Liam still seemed quite interested in the ads. “I found one really interesting,” Liam said, breaking the silence. Only cicadas and curious gazes answered his words. “omega. 18. Lives in the city but looking for a quiet life in the countryside. Hardworking. Skilled in household chores. Knows how to cook and bake.”

Then, I placed my hand into his. His touch sent a sudden warmth through me. I had never felt anything like it before, almost like it awakened my whole body, like my heart was set on fire. My knees felt weak at every step but I couldn’t help it. Then, the whispers broke loose. “This is madness…” “She’s an omega!” “Impossible.” Zylia’s voice cut louder than them all. “This is madness, Alpha Aiden!” Her gown shimmered as she walked forward. She had fury written all over her face. “She is an omega. How can she be your fated mate?!”