Omega Omega Novels & Stories

She leaned back into her chair, as if distance was needed for whatever she was about to say. “Gerard,” she said, voice softer—the softest I’ve ever heard. “You of all people should know that’s possible.” My chest tightened, my muscles contracting. “When someone becomes an omega, it rewires their brain,” she continued. “The brain chemistry. Instincts. Alpha pheremones that usually trigger aggression start triggering attraction.” Her eyes searched mine to be sure I was following. “There’s a reason Alphas clash with other Alphas, and omegas don’t.”

“B-But… Why me? I am just an omega.” Alpha Jake glanced at Mara, sensing her uncertainty and the weight of the situation upon her shoulders. He spoke with a calm and reassuring tone, "Mara, in the eyes of the moon goddess, the status of an omega, beta, or alpha doesn't define one's worthiness. The moon goddess's choice is not based on societal ranks or hierarchies within the pack. It's about a deeper connection, a bond that goes beyond what we can see on the surface."

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

It belongs to an Omega. “You think too much! They won’t die if they suddenly stop consuming it! These are suppressants and they’re made only for Omegas. Speaking of which, didn’t you tell me you were at Nathan’s place?? Why do you smell like you were in bed with an Omega?!” His mother’s words echoed in his mind.

go to my room, but he interrupted my speech. "You are omega right then have you slept with him?" she asked me, which surprised me. I felt annoyed because he found out I was an omega. In this company, only the three of us, Mr. Baltazar, know that I am an omega. But how come that this woman knows that I am an omega. " Oh, I'm sorry I forgot that he doesn't sleep with an omega right?" she said while looking a me Really? Why do I have to stand and listen to her shits? "Yes, Mr de Raizel won't sleep with an omega," I said "Oh, what a shame. Sebastian is so good and you can't handle his sexiness " she said while smiling at me. And because of this, I smell her scent. I was surprised because he was

I’m currently sitting in my dad’s office hugging my dad. “Thank you, my sweetheart. I really needed that,” he sighs. You see, I am an Omega. Not the lowest of the pack that you normally hear about, but the kind who has a very special ability. I can calm people with just my presence, but it’s more effective if I am in close proximity to them. When I was brought to my parents, my omega waves were crazy strong. They still are, but back then, they started a war.

Not believing she's losing her children because of a filthy Omega. "You're leaving because of some filthy Omega?! She's not worth it! She will never be anything in life. So why drag yourselves down with her? She's only good for breeding children and taking care of a house. No one would dare give an omega a job. She won't be able to provide for herself. Hers, Alpha, would have to do all the work. She's worthless!" Jones spat out.

I wasn't going to keep on talking to her if she wasn't going to tell me her name. "What's your name?" "I'm Nessa, I'm an Omega." I frowned, I certainly didn't know what Omega meant but it did mean something powerful back when I used to live with my mom. "Umm, I don't know what that means but it does mean something powerful right?" She shook her head. "No, an omega wolf can be either male or female and is the scapegoat, the lowest ranking member of the pack."

"A what?" He laughed. "An Omega man. He doesn't care about being seen by his peers as the toughest, smartest, most popular." "Like the typical alpha," she commented. "Exactly. Omega men have a resourcefulness and cunning to get the job done with their own skill. They are all things alpha and more." He swallowed some coffee. "When I left for the Marines, my father gave me a tiny pin to wear, the Greek Omega symbol. He told me to carry it into battle and use it as a guiding force in my life. It gave me strength without wearing my ego on my sleeve."

meant there was no use hiding anything anymore. "So long that I can't remember the first time it happened. It has always been a part of me. I've been bullied all my life and so I guess my body just found a way to protect itself." "It's not possible Zach and we both know it. The only explanation for this is crazy considering her current status but–" My eyes fell to the part of her body where the open cut was before. All that was there now was her dried blood. Her pale skin was just like it had never even seen a bruise or burn in its entire life. I was curious as to why an Omega had fast healing particles inside of her. It's a general knowledge that Omegas are the second to the last rank in t