Omegaverse Anatomy Novels & Stories

Instead, he obediently follows me into the building and off to a small meeting room on the first floor. As soon as the door shuts behind the boy, I turn and ask, “Who are you and why are you working here?” I can tell that the boy is an omega, which makes this whole thing even odder than before. It is so rare to see a male omega, but a rogue one is extremely unlikely. Something must have happened. Something bad. The shaking in the boy’s hands slowly begins to spread across his whole body. However, he doesn’t say anything.

he reminded him. "It can be revived if I can get an omega" Haynes explained further. "Which you were unable to find after searching many communities of werewolves for years. Or are you planning to send me to the werewolves so that I could get bitten and become a 'floater' like you?" Sergeanti laughed hysterically. He had discovered his plans. Haynes was a very dubious dishonest and wicked wizard. "No, you don't need to go and search for any werewolves because an omega is lurking in Greenford right now" Haynes ascertained.

I asked in anger. He suddenly turned his gaze on the battlefield where I could see Rhea and this guy who's in his wolf form fighting. And I could not believe that Rhea has the upper hand on this find. As far as I know, she was just a low level omega so where exactly did she get this monstrous strength from? "By the way, my name is Zeus and I am Matthew's brother. Although we are not really related by blood, we treated each other like real brothers." I could care less about him or his relation with Matthew!

To them I was just a pawn and since I was diagnosed as an omega, all of my future plans would have 'being sold' in common. That was pretty much the fate of omega borns like me. When you are born an omega, you have only two choices. Omegas could give birth to dominant alphas, be it Male or female. That's why we're wanted by the elites to carry out their legacy of alphas from their clan.

"And nobody is fucking me. That option is off the table." "You... but..." Hades looked like his brain was about to explode. "How do you think toms reproduced? No-furs didn't always exist. The omegas used to be toms, and nearly every Orangelo used to be an omega." Jinx opted for the short version of the story his people told. "There's a great legend about all this but I'll have to tell you later. Once we've settled the fact that my pocket is very much off-limits."

And with it, the hunt. She placed her hand over her stomach again, this time gently. “You'd be safe” She whispered to the life inside her. “I promise it.” Behind her, Lowell drifted into a restless sleep, his breath evening out. Uriel stayed awake beneath the moonlight, scanning for movement. They had tried to erase her. Now, she would hunt them down. They would face the fury of the woman they created. The omega was gone. And in her place stood something far more dangerous.

He backed up until he hit the edge of the desk, eyes wide. “The mark. Omegas are born with a sigil—something ancient, embedded in the skin. It usually stays dormant unless triggered by proximity to a fated Alpha.” He froze. “A what?” I didn’t answer. I stepped closer. He didn’t move away this time. He had no space to. Slowly, hesitantly, he turned and tugged up the back of his oversized hoodie. My breath caught. There it was. Faint, like ink bleeding through paper—an old rune curled low between his shoulder blades. Almost invisible… but glowing faintly in the moonlight slanting through my window.

I prayed they would be like that for the rest of the day. In Biology, I sat alone. Octavia didn't come to school today. She told me she had some arranges to run. Ms. Grace unrolled a long poster of a cutaway human, a bright red organism with lungs and heart exposed from the chest. All network of blood vessels, nerves, muscles, and bones structure of a full-grown man with a yellow brain. I got this throwing up reaction immediately.

And there, in the center of darkness, sector Omega rose. It wasn't a bunker like the others. It was a monument of horror. A gigantic, deep black complex of nested, windowless monoliths, as the ribs of an ending giant project into the purple sky. The Walls consisted of the same indestructible carbonium alloy as Theta, but they were not clean. The entire surface of Omega was of a vibrant carpet made of black polymer blends. It looked like the fortress of the Consortiums are pumped by a huge, biomechanical heart. Huge