Omegaverse Marking Novels & Stories

“She’s kind of cute.” Gage barked out a laugh. Maverick grinned. He dropped to my level and ran his fingers through the white fur on my skin. “She’s adorable and feisty,” my mate said. Rex stepped forward with his phone. He scanned the white fur until he found the mark on my back. He took a picture before standing again. “I’ve never seen anything like it. Wolves with symbols on their fur usually signify something important,” Rex explained. “So, Odessa could be special?” Gage questioned.

-Damon’s POV- Stupid, stupid, stupid. I thought and smacked myself mentally. Why the fuck did I just mark Relani?! To mark her as our own and only our own, my wolf growled. Seeing Jarred’s arm around my mate made me angry. However, I was furious when she called him babe. At that point, I just snapped. I didn’t know meeting your mate would make you feel this possessive.

As if possessed by a demon, Marcus had done that crazy act. He hugged a beautiful small body, the aroma of alcohol mixed with the sweet taste creates a scent made him want to commit a crime. This was a scent only he could smell, until the temporary mark completely disappear, this was his own omega. Marcus took the wrinkled vest that was left beside him and put it on the omega, adjusted his clothes, stood up and picked her up. Really light. There was like no weight in his hands. Steady footsteps went out of the stairs, backs into the hallway. Outside was full of security guards.

It wasn't surprising they knew she was an Omega and bought since Zeke already announced it to everyone with ears, "Well you know, scavenging here and there. Hiding and tearing flesh. Hoarding and traveling here and there. As for the mark, it's only visible to the worthy," The last part didn't make sense to Arielle but was made to confuse Zero. But the woman showed no signs of confusion and simply nodded her head like she understood, "I pity you though. You ended up being the mate of a heinous immortal who had murdered and tortured far too many people for his own gain,"

he thundered. I ripped my sleeve, exposing my upper arm, where my paired mark, vines of infinity, rested like a banded tattoo. It’s a genetic magic attachment. Any creature looking at the weaved vines of infinity knows who that mate belongs to if they have met the person before. The arsehole squinted, and then a sly grin crept over his wolfish lips. I was confused at his reaction. I then realised he wouldn’t be able to see my fated mark because my mate is… gone.

I said slowly, “it won’t just shake the Moon.” Maelis held my gaze. “Packs will break. Families will turn on each other. Omegas who rise will be hunted again.” Kael went completely still. “You’re saying this could destroy everything.” “Yes,” Maelis said. “And hiding it already has.” She slid something across the table. A ring. Silver. Ancient. Marked with the crescent sigil. The second it stopped moving, my mark surged again. This time the pain went deeper. Not sharp. Not sudden. It felt like something inside me waking up after a long sleep.

But he can't let HiVi sleep like this, especially the blood that just came out of him, it's surely blood from the knot, he carried him lightly to the bathroom, as the light spread when he turned on the electricity, From there he saw how tattered HiVi's body was. “Huh?” his head full of question marks, looking at his self, to the life-size mirror pasted on his wall, he was also bathed with bite marks on his neck and chest, but what caught his attention was a MARKED on his left neck glands. “How? Impossible?” He can't even imagine, how did he get marked? It never happened before, but why? How? To this Omega, who was lying almost lifeless in his tub.

Six years ago, when Adom got the results back from the doctors, he couldn't process what Omega said. His mom was an omega, and he loved her dearly, but he also saw how omegas still got treated in this society and how it was hard for them to find a good job. They even had to watch out for alphas when they were in heat, or they could be attacked.

I got rejected. I am the weakest omega of the Cresentvale pack. I'm not only poor, I'm also an orphan. And worst of all. I am cursed. In my lineage, women are known to be born with a mark of the full moon, this mark was known as a curse, I don't know about it but from what I've heard, no woman in my lineage who has that mark has ever lived past the age of fifty. My mother died immediately after I was born and it was assumed that the curse had been broken since she has the mark, and still died so early but then they were surprised to find the mark on my neck, only that this time it was the shape of a half moon.

He traced the words with his fingers, slowly, but his brow was knit tight. When he finally looked up, his eyes were hard to read. "Sabrina. Do you understand how dangerous this is?" "The Outer Reach isn't allowed to have real warriors of its own." I met his gaze. "All I know is, no Alpha would ever accept that." He held my eyes for a long moment. Then he reached into his coat and pressed something into my hand. "This is the pack's royal seal. When you hold it, you are the real Luna." When word got out that Kane had given me his seal, Evelyn lost her mind.