Omega Peter Novels & Stories

BDSM, Kinks, Wildness/Roughness, Manipulation and Crazy obsession, Total submission etc. This is not your usual Werewolf book. This is an omegaverse. In this modern world, they use something called “Aura Energy”. There are three types of humans in this world which are; The Omegas being the weakest, The Betas, and the highest of them, The Alphas! The Alphas are classified into three powers, which are; “S” rank (The weakest), we have “SS+” Rank (powerful) and lastly, the “SSS+” Rank (The most powerful and rarest Rank which everyone believes has gone extinct.”

One of the warriors stood, “Sire, thank you for having confidence in us enough to discuss strategy. I know a bunch of us already have ideas.” I smiled and stood, “You will be fighting this war with us. We wouldn’t think of not including you. You need to keep this information in mind while coming up with your strategy ideas. I am not only a werewolf omega, but my bear is also a blue bear.” There were several men who started whispering and one woman stood, “I thought being an omega is a bad thing.” I smiled, “That is what a lot of people think. I am what we call a true omega. I have calming waves.” One man stood, “I don’t feel anything.” I chuckled, “I am storing them. Let me show you.” I rele

"Yes, the more we became popular, the more the Alpha become threatened, if we are found then we are killed, we can't be hiding here forever," "Sooner or later, we are going to be found out and we will have our head for it," "Beside, why hide because we are omega, we are wolf too, we never begged the moon goddess to make us omega," "We do not look ugly, we don't have a bad side, in fact we are average, we don't heal fast but we still heal, we are power, my men took down a full squad of betas with injuries and I took down an alpha,"

Omegas were the commonest tier, and like Deltas, it was totally random being an Omega. There were major differences between the three tiers. Alphas had red eyes in their wolf forms, Deltas had orange eyes while Omegas had yellow eyes. Alpha wolves were larger in size, and the strongest, while Delta wolves were smaller, but faster. Omega wolves were the frailest of them all. They often had issues turning to their wolf forms as they got tired often. Alphas also had the ability to talk with everyone via a mind link when in wolf form, but Deltas and Omegas couldn’t. I mean, they could talk with the Alphas, but not with other Deltas or Omegas.

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.

My name is Ava Rose—eighteen years old, Omega of the Selene Pack. From the moment I could understand my place in this world, I knew what I was destined for. As an Omega, I have no authority, no rights, and certainly no claim to stand by His side. I was never meant to rule. Never meant for greatness.

The omega felt hot liquid stream down from his head. He helplessly whispered his mate's name again before he slipped into unconsciousness. The beta didn't even look back. _ _ _ Check inline comment

I don't know why even though I don't like her, but I feel sad every time I remember Charmaine. Rumor has it that Edward Adler's 20-year-old youngest daughter was born an Omega. Alex explained to me that Omega is a werewolf who can't change himself into his wolf form, because that's why Omega is usually considered weaker than normal werewolves. No one could confirm this rumor because Adler confined his daughter in their fiefdom, only his first son as Alpha's successor was introduced to the public. We both think it's for that reason that Adler was so thirsty for power and strength.

He lifted his head and scowled, "You are a werewolf, an omega!!!" Skyla was downright scared and her wriggling intensified. She felt that either she was going to be violated or would become Owen's dinner. Werewolves and Lycans detested each other and this was clear from Owen's unnerved tone, "OMEGA! Who are you? What's your…" With that Owen released Skyla's hand to clear the hair that was sprawling all over her face to get a clear view of her face.

He stood up and walked to a metal table covered in tools and old books. He picked up a knife and turned it in the light. “I have been busy while you were playing house with the Ice Fangs.” I swallowed. “What do you want?” He set the knife down and picked up a thick black book instead. “Do you know what a real omega can do when she is fully awakened and controlled?” His eyes lit up. “Not just calm a pack, or make alphas stronger. A weapon, Raven. One omega bound to the right alpha can force an entire pack to kneel. Can break minds, start wars or end them. The rogue factions have been hunting for a true omega for years. And I found you first.”