Novelas y relatos de Omega Verse

“I am an omega. The Zone is my home now. ” “And we'll find our way back there, I promise,” Kane purrs. "I don't know how, but let's go." Behind, I hear a noise in the control room. Frostgrave's voice sends a shiver over the heat of my tender moment with Kane. “Miss Hines? Going somewhere?" “The Alpha and Omega are ending. I'd like to leave, if—" "Absurd!" Frostgrave proclaims. “The omega ingested an extremely large dose of aphrodisiac. The Alpha may have temporarily subsided, but its estrus will soon return. She'll need to be fucked several times before we're done here. "

“Armaddan, when I’d have time for you, even your God won’t save you” …. “Good heavens! What happened to you?”, Elive asked as I walked into his room. “Ask me that later. Right now, I need some paper towels. Anything really to help me stop the bleeding”. He eyed me. “Shouldn’t that have healed by now?” “I don’t know Eloive okay? Wounds don’t heal quickly when you’re an omega”. “You should have just gone to the infirmary”. “I’d rather not thank you. Where do y’all keep your paper towels?”, I ask frustrated. Gawd, it hurts like a bitch.

“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.”

My power twisted, flared—glowing silver and crimson from within my chest. I saw Emily—kneeling on the orphanage rooftop, holding love letters she never sent. I saw Alpha Stephen—alone in the storm, plunging a knife into the heart of betrayal. They met. They reached. They took each other’s hand. And then—they became one. I opened my eyes. Luna Linda was pinned to the floor by Omega Silas, still screaming. "You were born to be a donor!" she howled. “You're just a Frankenstein!”

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?”

“Your heart is the key. Your soul is the bridge. Through your unity, the hierarchy will be challenged, and the bonds between wolves and omegas will shift forever. The vessel holds the balance. The vessel holds the power.” I swallowed, my throat dry, as the vision deepened. Timothy’s presence was a steady anchor in the storm of sensation, Myron’s a roaring current that threatened to sweep me away, and together, the three of us were pulled forward, into the pulsing heart of the Goddess’s revelation.

The firelight cast their shadows on the wall—three figures bound by blood, fate, and the quiet hum of something greater than all of them. But deep underground, miles away, a lone signal pulsed in the darkness. A mechanical voice whispered through the static: > “Omega Protocol… active. Directive: Recover the Firstborn.” Lena stirred, sensing the echo even in her dreams. She tightened her hold on the child, heart pounding. Outside, thunder rolled across the distant horizon—the storm returning. And somewhere within it, the future began to move.

Walter nodded appreciatively. “So this world of yours works just like wolves hierarchy? A pack, an Alpha and... Do you have omegas?” Walter had no idea people like him existed in their own individual worlds, neither did he know anything about how things worked there. But he had a special liking to wolf animals and knew all about them. He was surprised to hear shifters followed the same pattern as the wolf animals. “There are omegas.” Olive walked back to sit beside Wayne. He wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead.

A massive white dire wolf, larger than any Alpha, with claws that gleamed like polished silver and eyes that glowed with the moon's own light. The remaining guards pissed themselves. The goddess smiled. "NOW HUNT." Davina’s POV The Howling Storm The first scream pierced the night like a knife. Children. The sound snapped something inside me. My massive wolf form trembled as the goddess's power thrummed through my veins, warring with the sudden horror flooding my senses. The dungeon walls shook as I whipped my head toward the sound, my glowing eyes piercing the darkness. Eric was the first to move. Blood still dripped from his nose from the goddess's punishment, but he lunged for the collapsi

“Olivia Willow. Olivia Blackwood. Little Rose. Goddess blessed. Queen — anything you want to be called — I couldn’t lie to you.” Everest may be sleazy, but he’s an Alpha, and Alphas don’t kneel unless they’re willingly yielding their power. Slowly, I push away from Axel, standing over Everest. “You will worship me if I come with you?” I ask gingerly. “Nester will take care of me?” “Olivia,” Axel calls, but I have to tune him out. Everest nods eagerly. I bend down, and gently lift his face till his lifeless eyes bore into mine. But there’s life in them as he stares at me now.