Omega Ex Novels & Stories

The omega. Orchid.

Just Irene, sitting in the dirt, coaxing flowers to bloom. One of the omegas laughs softly. “The roses like you, Luna. Look — they’re opening.” I blink in surprise. The buds that were closed moments ago now show faint streaks of pink, trembling as if shy. My heart swells. “Maybe they can feel happiness.” “Or maybe,” the omega says, his tone almost reverent, “they know the Goddess’s touch when it returns to the world.”

Meaning, it was meant for me and for that alpha. "What evidence did you get?" she asked, full of curiosity in her eyes. "A faint smell of omega in him. That means, during the time when his rut started, he was with an omega. Everyone can tell that it's not you since they all see you that time with Roxie and the other beta in your class. Also, some alpha in other classes testified that they also see you with Roxie and the others. So, suspecting you as that omega means nothing now. Also, the smell of that smell wasn't the same as yours. Your pheromones smell like mint citrus, and that one is like a sweet macaroon."

I stop just a couple of steps back from them but close enough so Jay can see me and I carry on with what Alex was saying. "Well you see Jay, it was all for nothing, yes Luna and Alpha are my parents and nothing in this world could ever change that but they are not my parents by blood. I don't have any Alpha blood in me, I'm technically an Omega." He looks completely lost and I have to bite back the laugh that's trying to free from my throat.

I asked, but before Teddy could respond, Sky and Cassy interrupted. The next day, we headed to the bayou. Teddy led me down to the omega camp while Sky stayed at the house with Cassy, who despised airboats. The camp felt desolate, even for an omega camp. "So, what did you mean about Oxxy?" I pressed Teddy. He sighed. "Oxxy can't talk, only makes weird noises. Most of the pack pushes him out. No one knows if he even has a wolf. He's always bullied and does not try to do anything about it. I just don't think he has any alpha blood."

The pheromones that the omega releases will cause him to get nauseous, and spots like big mosquito bites will appear on his skin. He had seen it once when an omega tried to flirt with Alexis during college days. The omega let out her scent just as Alexis passed by. For the omega, she thought it was harmless and a natural thing, but she did not even imagine that Alexis would vomit after walking three steps ahead of her. At that time, Alexis was affected by a small amount of omega pheromones, unlike today, when he had medicine to chew. He had to carry Alexis on his back to the hospital. Liam was truly afraid that day, seeing the spots on Alexis' body. It was hair-raising, and he doesn’t want t

“Armaddan, when I’d have time for you, even your God won’t save you” …. “Good heavens! What happened to you?”, Elive asked as I walked into his room. “Ask me that later. Right now, I need some paper towels. Anything really to help me stop the bleeding”. He eyed me. “Shouldn’t that have healed by now?” “I don’t know Eloive okay? Wounds don’t heal quickly when you’re an omega”. “You should have just gone to the infirmary”. “I’d rather not thank you. Where do y’all keep your paper towels?”, I ask frustrated. Gawd, it hurts like a bitch.

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 hope this decision by me makes things easier for you all. If you have any questions, suggestions or anything at all, you can mail me. My email address is salayo389@gmail.com. I remain Stephen Alayo, the writer of Omega. I wish you a happy reading experience. Stay hydrated, stay safe. ❤️

omega. I stopped walking and froze on the spot, eyes glued to the paper. It wasn't alpha. Not beta. It was damn fucking omega. Everything disappeared in my eyesight. Even the paper went dark. The word 'omega' enlarged in my vision. O M E G A. The word rang in my head.