Omega Stories Novels & Stories

Since it's getting impossible for you to do it, Fenrir yells at me. I drag both hands down my face, breathing ragged, sweat dripping from my face, on to the polished floor. The intercom crackles, breaking me out of my thoughts. “Commander…” The manager's voice, tired and nervous, trying desperately to sound professional. “The Omega Center has sent the first tier of selections,” she flips some pages. “These are the highest-rated Omegas from the provinces. Their scented palates are being cycled through the ventilation now.” I go still, then the vents hiss as the incoming scents flow into the room. Lilacs, honey, warmth, and sweetness. Perfect, but not him.

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

I'm an Omega. "But I'm an Omega"

There was little chance of starting a major fire here, and it was a little more sheltered since there were plenty of trees blocking the wind. Now, she stood on the edge of the water, her palms together and her elbows out, like some sort of yoga pose. Sweat dripped from her hairline as she glared at a book lying on the ground. It was an old copy of The Omega’s Role, which was an outdated take on Alpha and Omega dynamics—it basically advocated that Omegas should be happy to die for their Alphas if the Alpha wanted to brutally murder them. As such, it wasn’t one that we cared about damaging if this went wrong. Ruby glanced at me from the corner of her eye.

(ongoing) Dissonance and Harmony: The story of a high school girl who has to face her rapist at his sentencing hearing and deal with her PTSD from that night. Graphic violence and rape scenes. (completed) b. i Story: Heartless Angels: Werewolf story about Oakley, a descendant of the Moon Goddess, who was rejected and abused by her original mate, her family, and her pack and her journey to find out who and what she really is. Graphic violence and, you guessed it, smut. (ongoing)

Beta Osiris explained. "That's why the Epsilon Werewolves are more powerful than us," Beta Osiris said, recalling Gamma Kai. "And the Asmodeus pack is now regaining their power." Howl Wolf Vladimir and Gamma Kai were lost in their own thoughts and didn't hear the words of Alpha Altan and Beta Osiris. Howl Wolf Vladimir was upset that he couldn't protect True Alpha Alparic's body. Gamma Kai was upset that the key to Omicron Wolf Kendrick's release was still kept in True Alpha Alparic's body at his behest.

The look of absolute superiority that Willow gave her made her look at the ground abashed. "Aria..." Willow exclaimed, it was obvious she wasn't expecting to find her in the bathroom but she was definitely going to take advantage of it to say something. Aria frowned at her, not aware she even knew her name. Small town though she supposed. "I know all about you and Dean. Can I have a word?" She looked at Lizzy and Katie. "Alone." "Ah, sure...I guess." Lizzy and Katie left reluctantly with Imogen and Willow looked Aria up and down. "You're an Omega wolf?"

‘LETTER OF APPOINTMENT AS BLOOD MOON PACK WARRIOR’ What?! How was it possible? My lips quivered immediately. I read those words, and I snatched the paper from his hands. I repeatedly widened my eyes at each word that came after the boldly inscribed words. Frank is now a warrior, though he's still an omega; however, we normally call such gradeA- omega. They receive special treatment and less maltreatment from others, being that they were scaled to be of great use. “How..?” I asked the only word that lingered on my head.

“You’re not an omega, child.” “Yes, I am.” “No, you’re not. You were meant to only appear as one.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. “Like I said earlier, supernatural, but has to use people to do its will. Neither Lunara nor Solara can meet their objectives without using people.” “So…?” “So they choose who to possess, whose body to take over. You’re not an omega, Rhea. You were only supposed to look and act like one as a disguise. If you appeared powerful, you would have given yourself away and Solara would have killed you a long time ago.”

“You represent the Luna, the Alpha, Dravonia itself—filth has no place in the Luna’s service!” Scarlett’s honey-brown eyes narrowed, her cloth moving defiantly slow, the rose-scented water lapping at her resolve as Odessa’s words echoed off the tiled walls, a reminder of the chains beneath the petals. Her boots thudded between the cedar tubs, the steam curling around her like a serpent as she loomed over the Omegas, their bodies half-hidden in the rose-strewn water.