Omegaverse Marking Novels & Stories

He trembled so hard his knees shook. I slowly pulled my hand away from my throat and looked down at my reflection in a puddle of rainwater on the stone stage. Etched into the skin of my collarbone, glowing with a faint, iridescent silver light, was a sprawling, intricate crest of a crescent moon wrapped around a howling wolf's head. It wasn't a mate mark. It wasn't an Alpha mark. "The Mark of the First Ancestor..." Thomas whispered, his voice cracking with absolute terror as he fell back to both knees, bowing his head completely to the floor.

How much trouble could they really get into anyway? “Nothing sweetheart, I’m just wondering how I got to be so lucky.” I turn to give her a kiss but am stopped in my tracks only inches away from her cheek. Her mark is stunning, enormous, and silver. I thought that had been a dream. Sophia gasps in surprised amusement as I pull the blankets off her and toss them on the floor. The size of the mark any werewolf bears is a direct indication of their strength and power. Omegas and deltas usually have smaller marks which remain on the neck, Beta marks often cover part of the shoulder, and Alpha’s marks have been known to spread down an alpha’s back, cover his chest and some or all of his arm.

I leaned in close, using the glass like a mirror and tilted my head. There it was.. a small fresh mark on the lower side of my neck, right where it met my shoulder. It looked like a bite but deeper and more permanent.. a mate mark?! My eyes went wide. What the actual heck? That stranger from the woods last night... he hadn’t just kissed my neck and given me those little nips while he was fucking me. He’d marked me..! Like, for real. Claimed me without even asking! I stared at my reflection, mouth open. My hands started shaking. This couldn’t be happening. I was just some nobody Omega who snuck off for one wild moment. And now the whole pack was losing their minds over it.

She looked and saw she now had the same marking as the Beta wolves. Gaia grinned, "My granddaughters and their creations are blessed and will have a fighting chance to survive." Cronos did not know who he was proud of more: his nieces or his little mate. He did not think she was paying attention when he spoke the god's language, but he had been learning it. Cronos felt his left wrist tingle, and he knew the mark had just appeared on him. It was his mother's way of blessing his union with Evelynn. They sent word about the markings to all the other protectors and discovered anyone part of or closely associated with the pack was marked. Members of the pack bore both the forehead and left wrist

“I’m sorry.” “Hey, hey Sweetness, no. None of this is your fault.” Evander said as he sat down beside me. “Evander, can we just finish this, quickly?” I asked. “Sure, this isn’t exactly how I visioned us doing this.” Evander came over and sat next to me. He moved my hair to the side and sat up straight next to me. “What is that? It’s beautiful.” Evander exclaimed. “It’s her mark from Osiris. When this is done you will have one, and Andrew will have one. They will connect forming one large mark. You will know exactly where to place your mark. Don’t over think it,” informed Alpha Kordell.

They’d tried to sacrifice me once on a stage in front of strangers; now, they were writing a quieter altar in ink. “Mooncrest…” I whispered. The glowing words pulsed once, like a heartbeat, then snapped back into their ordinary shapes. Healthy. Untouched. Waives all rights. The mark under my skin throbbed, a nervous flutter, and the curse slammed down on it like a cage. The pressure behind my ribs eased, leaving me a little dizzy. They weren’t just selling an omega. They were offering something—*someone*—Mooncrest tried to erase or keep hidden. Me.

he rasped, his voice a deep timbre that sent shivers down my spine. My pulse raced, my breath coming in short gasps as I met his intense gaze. Fear and confusion warred within me, a maelstrom of emotions that threatened to overwhelm my senses. His gaze flickered to my back, and I instinctively shifted, feeling the soft brush of my hair against my shoulder blades. My fingers traced the skin of my lower back, and then it hit me like a lightning bolt. The moon mark. The symbol that marked me as an Omega—a wolf without a pack, without a true place in this world. The mark that had been a constant reminder of my place, of my worth—or lack thereof.

“I’d rather be there than here—with a man who was nothing more than a story to scare kids—and now that story is real. And I’m terrified.” Kael stepped closer, his gaze darkening. “You’d rather go back to a place where you’re not wanted?” I sucked in a sharp breath. “Besides, you’re marked now, an omega. The mark sits on the back of your neck.” I reached for my neck without thinking. There was nothing there. Thunder cracked, the windows slammed open, and the rain poured in, cold air rushing through. I flinched, my body jerking. Kael paused, his movements swift as he crossed the room, slamming the window shut and pulling the curtains tight.

Omegaverse to be precise so there's a lot of Mpreg and men getting wet and same sex relationship. There'll be a few trigger warnings but nothing too extreme-- I hope( they haven't told me everything yet so let's see how it goes) Also, comments will go a long way. The book is rated 18+ so expect things like a lot of curse word-- (no, not Deadpool kind) aaaanndd smut. I mean... what's MM without smut? Haha 😅❤️ Thanks for reading!

I watch Wren’s eyes flutter close as she succumbs to the power of being marked by an Alpha Supreme. When omegas are marked, the intense bond that is formed tends to temporarily weaken them, but I’m an Alpha Supeprem, which makes my mark that much more intense. I scop Wren up bridal style and begin to walk to the elevator. No one will question an Alpha Supreme carrying an omega.