Omega Verse Novels & Stories

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 move without thinking as I raise the wrench, bringing it down cleanly like a sword breaking through bone and flesh and nerves as the hands falls inside the room, bone cracking with a sickening snap, his scream tears through the hallway. “One.” I growl, my Alpha aura bursts through the room like thunder, outside the door, chaos erupts. “Break it down!” “There's more than one of us!” “That Omega is ours!” I grab the dresser beside the wall and shove it across the floor. Wood screeches as I slam it against the door, jamming it shut. For now, but the pounding doesn’t seize, more footsteps gather in the hall. Then I hear it, turning off the lights and I go to the window, beyond the rusted rooft

Elder Rowan stepped into the Moon Oath Sanctuary, his ancient eyes locking onto the center of the stone room where the absolute submission of an omega was being put on display. The heavy musk of pine and dark winter forest rolled off Caelum Frostbane in massive waves, driving Michaels Masterson onto his knees on the white leather ottoman. Michaels kept his eyes raised, his omega core pulsing with white-hot heat as the supreme alpha’s thick length leaked a pearly bead of precum onto his trembling lips.

My voice cracked under pressure. The whisper grew louder, a cacophony echoing in my mind. He doesn’t get it. None of them do. Only we can protect you. Only we provide the strength to finish this. The fire surged higher, mimicking my heartbeat. Flames danced along the walls, reaching out as if alive. Both soldiers and hunters hesitated, their eyes wide in shock. Thorne’s cruel laughter cut through the night. “Look who it is! The cursed omega. Behold—the prophecy come to life!”

Outside I can hear hundreds of wolves and lycans begin to howl, I look to the door to see my father open it, revealing a very beat up Osric, slowly limping his way into the room. "Son, Alpha King Osric." Helena and Angel quickly get but stop when they feel the strong aura rolling off him. "Angel, I thought… Thank you, Addy." Osric looks stunned for a moment, before pulling his mother and brother deep into his arms, clearly using them to hold himself up.

The date began to shift, the numbers warping. From, Five years ago. To, Tomorrow. Her name was rewriting itself. And beneath it, new words appeared in blood red script, letters forming as if written by an invisible hand, “Blood given. Oath renewed. The rebirth begins.” Olivia dropped the book. Outside, the bells of the sanctuary began to toll, slow, thunderous, final. And somewhere in the darkness, Jessica’s voice whispered through the air, soft, dangerous, almost loving, “Welcome back, Olivia.”

Just Irene, sitting in the dirt, coaxing flowers to bloom. One of the omegas laughs softly. “The roses like you, Luna. Look — they’re opening.” I blink in surprise. The buds that were closed moments ago now show faint streaks of pink, trembling as if shy. My heart swells. “Maybe they can feel happiness.” “Or maybe,” the omega says, his tone almost reverent, “they know the Goddess’s touch when it returns to the world.”

I knew that her influence loomed large over the Council, her words carrying the weight of authority and power. Below the platform, the omegas sat huddled together on a lower tier, their faces etched with sorrow and despair as they watched the proceedings with a mixture of fear and resignation. I could feel their eyes upon me, their silent plea for justice echoing in the depths of my soul. They already looked defeated as if they were on trial but they were not the ones on trial, it was me, Ava, the omega girl who thought he was in love with the Alpha and could change the course of their fate.

“Nice to meet you, Anna. I hope later we can get to know each other better.” “Sure.” I introduced Victoria to Jack too, but she only nodded. Jack scratched his nape and then nodded at Victoria too. I needed to ask Victoria later about this as she was warm with Nate, but cold toward Jack. Afterward, I circled my arm to her waist and escorted her to meet my father. “Father, please meet Anna. She is an Omega, but I’m sure you’ll find her much more than a weak she-wolf.” Victoria bowed to my father. “Alpha Horace, it is an honor to meet you. I’m Omega Anna Warren.”

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.