Omega Ghost Novels & Stories

PENNY POV The blond guy helps me sit up while I finish recovering my breath. I think he doesn't like me at all. It's not that, Oscar is something explosive. Oscar is the last of the Wolves, he is tall, with black hair, gray eyes like cold metal, his arms full of tattoos with the wolf on his neck. I tried to get some sleep after that, but I couldn't do it, because they must have gone to my apartment to find some kinship between Aleksandr and me given that I have registered my surname as my mother's last name, Melissa Stewart.

I step forward off the crate, my boots hitting the gritty floor with a firm, deliberate thud that demands their absolute attention. "You brought us down here into this freezing basement at midnight, Roda, so tell us straight how you expect a bunch of powerless omegas to fight back against the most powerful council in werewolf history," a sophomore omega named Maya asks, her voice shaking violently as she clutches a torn textbook against her chest.

That's what she thought, but she didn't know, she was going exactly where those wolves wanted her. Ocean kept running deeper and deeper into the forest. After a few minutes, she stopped and turned around. She held a tree and tried to catch her breath. She heard a few cracks and looked around. She gasped out loud when her eyes fell on wolves around her. Not just two, but 30 wolves looking at her. Growling lightly they made their way to their prey. Tears welled up in her pretty eyes and a loud sob escaped her lips. One of the wolves was close to her. It lunged at her and she closed her eyes, but it never hit her. She opened her eyes again only to see Moon, he was holding the wolf's neck with o

The wolf people clan didn't want to anger their goddess of the night, their precious Luna whom I am named after. The fog appears thicker and brighter this time. The officer shakes in the air and twitches like a victim being tortured within. His eyes turn yellow, and his veins bulge. As he floats in the air, his skin becomes pale green. The water drips slowly down his shoulders and onto the floor. The Ghost is out for revenge on this officer. His name says Officer Wilds.

The resemblance of the wolf to Odessa was uncanny and frightening. “I'm as clueless as you,” Aria replied through their link. “Let's find out what it says,” she continued curiously. Odessa nodded, her curiosity piqued. She read the words under the picture aloud. “The Silver Wolves. An ancient race of werewolves blessed by the Moon Goddess, born with the ancient power of rebirth. They are everlasting.” Odessa paused at this part, remembering when she was killed by Emma and Lucas.

I didn't recognize the woman looking back. The girl from the Blackwood Outskirts had been a creature of mud and apology. This woman had skin that shimmered with a faint, violet luminescence, and eyes that held the cold, ancient depth of the Southern ley lines. But inside, beneath the layers of obsidian and lace, the "Omega" was screaming. “I feel like a fraud,” I whispered into the hollow of my mind. “You aren't a fraud, Elara,” Sasha countered, though her own mental form was pacing a restless, agitated circle. “You are a predator in a den of wolves. Stop looking for the exit and start looking for the throat.”

Alpha Vic cried, tears streaming down his face. Just then, we heard the pups crying. "Hmm. Maybe we should continue this on shore when ladies and pups aren't present," Blake said, and gave him several blows to his face until he was knocked out again. Just then, Sara appeared. "We're close to shore now," she said. "And there's one problem." "What?" Blake and I both looked up at her. She pulled off all her clothes, and before we knew what was happening, she shifted into her wolf form and lunged for Alpha Vic, severing his head from his body.

TALIA “No!” I cried. “We have to find your fingers! She spit them out!” “The water is freezing, and they’ve probably been taken downstream by now. Sara’s the only werewolf I know who can swim long distances in freezing water—long enough to find fingers in a huge river. And the water will have carried away the scent anyway.” He looked defeated, tears brimming his eyes. “I will find them,” I said resolutely.

Ewww! The moment I stepped back into my room, I felt so drowsy. Quickly I did a light skincare routine and wore a pink nightdress before tucking myself under the purple covers. “My life is perfect…” I whispered before darkness slowly enveloped my world. Then it happened again! Crawling along the grass, I could barely see any form of light or human around but something was missing. I felt it strongly in my bones that I needed to save someone! I called out a few times for help but no one came! As always no one cared about the wolfless omega!

She questioned, looking troubled. The rage in her eyes was a clear sign of her deep hate for werewolves. Since the spirit dwelling in me no longer felt like putting her down like her armies, I calmly said, “It’s no sorcery. I am an Omega.” “Don’t lie to me!” She raised her voice, flashing her eyes at me. “You are using something to make yourself unstoppable! No ordinary wolf can beat a whole army of my strong Vampires. It’s an impossible thing to do, unless you’re using dark magic!” She accused, refusing to belief me.