Omega Me

An Omega who had just been accused of killing her Alpha. But even she, couldn't recall what had happened that night and how she ended up having her hand stained with blood and the Alpha died. Now, she's saved from the punishment by the Alpha's Older brother, but she will have a great price to pay, As the Alpha takes control of her life.

Logan Kincaid, alpha of Moon Valleys, despised gay men with a hatred that knew no bounds. As an alpha, he had the power to punish, and he did, torturing or even killing any werewolf who refused to “repent.” But his reign of cruelty ended the night he was ambushed. A bullet tore through his chest, and he should have died. Yet when he awakens, everything has changed. The bullet wound is gone, his body feels foreign, and he is no longer an alpha. He is now an omega, reborn in Hericon, a world where omegas exist only for pleasure. Worse, he belongs to the Lycan King, a ruler who wants nothing more than to claim Logan Kincaid’s body. Once the predator, now the prey, Logan must face the desire he despised. Will he survive?

" Is the moon goddess trying to play a joke on me? how can I be mated to an omega?" Grey roared. When he realizes his fated mate is an omega he must fight his hatred against the omegas even after banishing them from his pack and overcome his demons, will his mate still be willing to accept him back after breaking her?

Finish the mission, Seven, or we finish your sister." My handler's voice is static in my ear. Clinical. My sister's heartbeat still echoes from this morning's audio clip, steady, for now. Across the Volkov's gilded ballroom, my three targets watch me with possessive hunger. Alexei, whose brutal hands lift my chin like I'm something precious. Dimitri, who counts my lies like other men count coins. Nikolai, whose kindness is the most dangerous weapon of all, because it's the first thing that cracked my programming. I was engineered for this. Genetically modified to be immune to their mate bond, sculpted into the perfect weapon to destroy the most dangerous werewolf mafia family in Russia. Six months to make them love me. Six months to kill them. My immunity is failing. I feel it when Nikolai's touch doesn't repulse me. When Dimitri's suspicion feels like concern. When Alexei's cruelty looks more like pain. The bond I was supposed to fake is stitching itself into my bones, real and terrifying. Now my handlers want the kill. My sister's life for theirs. But the man who created me is their uncle. This isn't a mission, it's an eighty-year revenge, and I'm the blade he sharpened to cut his own bloodline. They think they've claimed their fated Luna. I'm carrying the knife that could end them. And I'm not sure which is sharper anymore:the silver in my sleeve, or the hope in my chest that maybe, just maybe, I could belong to them instead of my creators.

Jinx has always lived up to her name: a cursed Omega and a pack outcast. Her fated mate rejected her and tried to kill her. Her second chance mate, a ruthless conqueror, after raiding her pack the night of her execution wants her as his breeder. But everything changes when she discovers her dormant power awakening. Now everyone wants her, Her rejected mate returns, the council wants to harvest her power and a creature wants her to free his curse. Now, She must choose between her once rejected mate and her second chance mate. Or, she could choose to become powerful, to become queen, to become the LunaWolf.

They said Omegas were born to kneel. Elowyn Froste decided to run. In a kingdom ruled by scent and bloodlines, nineteen-year-old Elowyn escapes the claws of an Alpha who bought her life. To survive, she cuts her hair, binds her chest, and enters Ashmoore Academy as a boy—Elyan, a fragile cadet in a world built for beasts. Every day is a fight to hide what she is. Every night, her scent potion fades a little faster. Then, there's Baron Ortega—the Alpha prince of RuthValis, her room mate and her temptation. Cold. Lethal. Impossible to ignore. His instincts call her prey, but something in her scent calls him home. As the Academy spirals into chaos and war rises beyond its walls, Elowyn’s lies unravel one by one. Old gods stir, rebels awaken, and a prophecy whispers of an Omega hybrid who can shatter every Alpha’s throne. And Baron… might be the key to her undoing. In a world where scent means power and love means ruin, Elowyn must choose: Love Baron Ortega, confess and burn the world or hide and watch the world burn.

He was the Alpha King. Savage. Unforgiving. Untouchable. She was the omega who once scarred him—and vanished. Twelve years ago, Freya, a rare female omega, dared to sink her claws into the future Alpha King, Ragnar Thorne, branding his flesh and haunting his pride. He swore vengeance that night—and when she disappeared, he swore he’d find her—one day. Twelve years later a masked woman arrives and walks straight into his arms. Bold. Defiant. Unbending. Freya has lived in the shadows, hiding her true nature and history. But her return isn't by accident. She has her secrets… and her reasons for walking straight into the lion’s den. Ragnar’s hate would turn into an obsession that will spiral into something dark, primal, and uncontrollable, and then the past claws its way back.

Thrown from a world of science into one ruled by strength and survival, Alruna awakens in a strange land with no memory—only three daughters who call her "Mama" and a man she doesn't remember marrying. A gifted healer from a future long lost, Alruna must navigate the dangers of a medieval society where power is everything and her talents make her a target. As she slowly recovers her memories, she finds herself falling in love with Curtis, a steadfast beta whose quiet strength proves to be her greatest anchor. Together, they raise a family and fight to protect it from jealous rivals, political threats, and the shadows of Alruna's forgotten past. But when her half-sister Narah—a cunning omega with ambitions as sharp as her hatred—returns to claim what she believes is hers, Alruna must choose between survival and surrender. With danger closing in, her only hope lies in the fierce love she's discovered, the family she's come to cherish, and the village that now calls her its own. From amnesia to love, from exile to power—Alruna must rise, or lose everything she's fought to rebuild.

"Strip!" He ordered me so casually like it was his routine, gesturing towards his master bed. "Lay on your back and spread your legs wide." "No!" My refusal was barely audible, but still, it got a severe reaction. He clutched my neck in his sharp claws, growling furiously, "You'll do as I say, omega!" Struggling hard for breath, I grabbed his claw, staring back into his ablaze eyes. "Even if my suggestion is better than yours?" ... Omega Shyla's world crumbled down around her when her husband, Alpha Raymond, divorced her on the day of her Luna accession. Banished from her pack, she swore to hide her pregnancy. Her unborn child was the only ray of hope in that impenetrable darkness. Lycan King Maddox Miller, a merciless murderer ruling over the shifter kind, was another name of devil. But the long search for his soulmate drove him crazy, turning him into a stone-hearted beast. What would happen when his path crossed with Shyla, a mere omega fated to be his soulmate? Would he be able to accept her child? Or the return of remorseful Alpha Raymond would ruin their bond for good?

“Who would have thought?” I scorned angering Carlos fast. “A mighty wolf like you getting a scum like me for a mate,” Carlos' eyes flashed gold. His Alpha wolf didn't like the challenge. “Is this the part where you reject me, or should I make things easier and do It instead?” I knew rejection was the only fate awaiting me, and I wasn't going to let him think that I am bothered by it. I should be used to the heartaches by now, I thought grimly. “Cam…” he groaned, pinching his nose. “And he knows my name.” I spat venomously. No one in the pack has ever accorded me or my sister the decency of referring to us with our names. We are either termed as half breeds, scums, slaves, or occasionally orphans. Carlos was tongue-tied for a second. He sighed a million times, looking at me helplessly. I didn't like the pity I saw in his eyes. “Go ahead, mighty Alpha, let's get it done with.” I provoked and apparently, it's all he needed. “I, Carlos Stanford, reject you, Cameron Walker, as my mate.” A softly spoken statement, which carried a lot of weight. Though I was only seventeen and couldn't feel the bond yet, I did feel my wolf retreating at the back of my head, howling in pain. Putting on a brave face, I muttered. “Good riddance!” I stepped past him to leave but stopped by the door when I realized I hadn't done what was expected of me. “I Cameron Walker, accept your rejection.” I smiled through the pain, giving a mock bow, and stormed out of the room like my ass was on fire.