Omega Peter Parker Novels & Stories

A single misstep meant a fall into the abyss. "Shed the outer layers, Mr. Parker," an unfamiliar voice commanded. I whirled around, my hackles rising. A man with shock-white hair and the unnerving, smooth face of a youth stood there, watching me. "Are you the monster who took Wesley?" I hissed, my hands curling into fists. The man offered a thin, unsettling smile. He gestured to two female omegas standing nearby. "Help him into the facility gear." "Stay back!" I snapped, my eyes darting for an exit. "I’m not changing for you!"

I raise my head from Alpha Damon's chest for a peek -- the man who said that was Justin Vaccaro, Alpha Damon's best friend, if he has any. Sensing my attention, Justin lands his eyes on mine with a smile, polite and gentleman-like as he explains his comment: "An omega is a werewolf." You are a werewolf. That's what my mom used to tell me, with pride. His words touched my heartstrings. "What's your name?" I ask, peeking at him. I know exactly who he is. I just want to talk to him. He smiles brightly, still in that gentle tone: "Justin Vaccaro at your service, ma'am."

They were shimmering—like some light was attached to them—a bright magenta light. Magenta Fire, I realized. It was weak, and only clung to his paws. But it was there. And it was creeping up, up and up. My mouth dried when his lower body caught that hue, that flickering fire. The black fur of the wolf burned magenta. The ground shook violently underneath his paws, probably heating up from whatever it was that he exuded. “ That’s not enough to fight me, Alpha King of the West. ” Levian clicked his tongue in disappointment. “ You are too weak for me. Come when you can actually control the element. ”

His wolf was proud that the omega allowed her into their nest. Irish was cuddled up beside Aaron's side, effectively forgetting the nightmare she had a night before. It was the Alpha's goal to make his omega happy and comfortable again. Irish was far from being cured, but yet Aaron would fight with her, for her. Aaron was even watching the movie which had the annoying yellow thing running around the screen speaking some alien language. 'Despicable me' the movie which is somehow the omega's favourite and surprisingly his pup likes it too. Like who the hell likes those annoying monsters? Watch something as cool as Avengers instead.

Except he was the person on the bike that night. “You’ve been following me around?” I narrowed my gaze, my fingers curling into a fist. He dipped the phone back into his pocket. “Let’s just say I take an interest in patients before treating them.” “I’m not your patient.” “Not yet,” he said, still calm. “But if I were to release the pictures and tell the world that you are becoming an omega. Imagine how the press would ravage it. ‘Tom Rivers is becoming an Omega for Gerard Vance, the man who created the Omega drug so Alphas could fall in love.” He paused, staring at me. “Beautiful headline. Do you think your father would like it?”

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

says Luca The food arrives and oh my god it is amazing, the best food I think I have ever tasted am ravenous for some reason as well, since being around the guys weird things have been happening. I am super horny I feel like I haven’t eaten in weeks and my eyes glow. So I’m putting it down to finding my mates. Although I haven’t heard of these things happening before. But they said I am Omega, which they aren’t heard of normally. Omega are rare and from what I have heard are meant to be cherished and loved and protected. But I don’t understand how I can be Omega when my parents are of Alpha blood.

Chapter 15: Two Moons Entwined Chris read through the result slip a couple of times, thinking he had mistaken the word “Alpha” as “Omega”. Nevertheless, no matter how many times he read it, the word “Alpha” was clearly stated there. For whatever unknown reasons, Chris was not satisfied with the result and he was denying the fact Nathan was an Alpha. Before this, he was certain his best friend was an Alpha and he did not mind it. However, after talking to his mother and listening to her thoroughly, Nathan’s description fitted more to be an Omega rather than an Alpha. Nonetheless, a heavy-seed Omega — the rarest of the rare.

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.

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.