Omega Heat Novels & Stories

' 'You're so dramatic. The white wolf took a step forward and then another until its snot was resting in Allen palm. It sniffed around Allen clothes, the ocean scent filling its senses, there was another scent also attached to her scent, something like floral laundry powder. The wolf moves on to the boy and girl at the back and sniffed his palm too. A familiar jasmine scent was emitting from the omega. She smells familiar. Because she's the one that cuddles us a lot. 'Allen looks like a teddy.....or a stu

A small, sharp bite. “Fuck, Preppy.” I suppress a gasp—and maybe a smile. “What was that for?” “I’m testing your kink. Odaxelagnia.” I grin at the warmth spreading through my skin. “What the hell does that even mean?” “A fetish kink for biting.” He shrugs, smug now. “Fuck. Never heard of that before,” I laugh. “Yeah, yeah.” He leans up, glassy-eyed, a goofy, sweet smile playing on his lips. “Good areas to bite—arms, calves, thighs, butt, and the back. Avoid the spine.”

Suzie looks at Bella and then at her older brother, vaguely feeling the unexplainable tension between them, and secretly smiled before nodding as a sign of agreement to her brother’s statement. Bella, seeing through the match-making antics of her friend, smiled knowingly. “Thank you.” Shawn was immediately drawn to the ocean blue eyes of the most beautiful omega he had ever seen. Though omega’s were known to own ethereal beauty in exchange for their lack of power, he had never seen such a beautiful woman in his life. He found himself gulping with much difficulty as his wolf begins to shift around him, no longer content with just watching the beautiful woman in front of him.

She'd thrown him off using a power no ordinary she-wolf could wield. Karl slumped into the nearest chair, gripping the arm rest. His chest throbbed, heat crawling beneath his skin where her power had touched him. He unbuttoned his tunic, his eyes widening as he saw something strange, etched faintly across his chest was a crescent shaped mark glowing under the moonlight. He rubbed it roughly but it didn't fade. “What the hell…” The mark pulsed once, burning faintly before cooling again. He gritted his teeth.

Damon laughed as if I was funny. I can't lose here because even though I'm an omega, I'm strong! I will not let myself be defeated in front of Amoux. Being an omega is a big shame for him, so I have to be good at fighting. Who said that a personal doctor can only do treatment? Because I'll make sure I'm different.

I noticed the other two warriors preparing themselves, and the whole area buzzed with anticipation once again. "Could it be that she was the one who shifted form last night under the moonlight?" one of the pack members wondered aloud. "She gave us that extra strength!" Extra strength? What were they talking about? "But she's an omega. How is this possible?" "How did she acquire such power?" I heard the heavy breathing of the head warrior. The shock still seemed to be coursing through his system, though he managed to maintain a composed expression. "Make the fight real. There's something peculiar about the energy in her body. She's too strong!" the head warrior commanded.

She said frantically, and I can't help but feel like I've been scolded by my mother. "It's just pre-heated." I corrected what he said perp he immediately shook his head. "That's the way it is. Hey. What are you planning to do? I used to know an omega in our town and I witnessed firsthand the day he had a heat attack. What is happening to her is dangerous and looks painful for the omega woman. That's why it can't be ignored!” The old beta woman said, her hands are both positioned on either side of her hips. But Nanny Yor doesn't understand the real problem here.

She hoped not. She entered the hotel; the heat inside clung to her skin in just a matter of seconds. It seemed hotter within the four walls, and she groaned silently in protest to the heat hitting her all at once. Being an Omega, their kind was more prone to heatstroke and heat exhaustion than the others. It also didn't help that she happened to be a Pure Omega, which only doubled her chances. “Why is it so hot in here?” Sam heaved a sigh. “I forgot to adjust the temperature.”

before Gamma Patrick whispered in my ears, “Omegas are killed like chickens. Misbehave and you’ll be the next barbeque.” My heart was bitter. So many threats. Why did the moon goddess make omegas? Why can’t everyone be equal in the werewolf community? I asked myself as I looked up to the sunny skies like I could see the face of the moon goddess even in the blinding ray of the sun.

My wolves name was Victoria, she was a petite black wolf with a large white patch that covered most of her back. She greeted me coldly. We didn't get along much. "she didn't like being an omega." Like I enjoyed it either. I greet her back warmly but she only rolls her eyes. I ran through my favorite trail to the top of the cliff the hung out over a large lake being over flooded by a waterfall. I huff and fall to my stomach. Running didn't make me tired but I was exhausted. I watched the water cascaded down onto the rocks, staining them darker. I itched to jump off the cliff to go for a swim a twist in my stomach has me pausing. The hair on the back of my neck stand up and Victoria turned res