Omegaverse Memes Novels & Stories

I can't be late making breakfast, not again! My name is Theo Marco Rossi. I am 26 years old and I am an Omega slave for the blood moon pack. My life didn't start out this way I had loving parents, two sisters, and friends. All it took was 1 hour, 1 hour to change my life, and 1 hour is all it took for me to become an Omega slave.

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.

“Ah, no more… I can’t…” “It’s still not enough.” Even though I know, I absolutely can’t stop it. “You need to learn to endure like an adult.” How can a mere human stop the rushing tsunami. “Brother.” Again, pheromones were poured abundantly into the deepest place. Through my blurring vision, I saw a face smiling prettily. ‘Damn pheromones…’ Right before losing consciousness, I shed tears inwardly And shouted toward the world today as well. ‘Damn omegaverse world—!’

“Target: Lord Draven De Lacey, Lycan of the American Werewolves Region: North America and South America As werewolves, packs are the symbols that represent our unity and strength. They signify that together and only together, we live, hunt, and survive. Why? Because once we are divided, our borders weaken and outsiders take over. The duty of protecting this principle falls on the alphas of our packs. By living as examples themselves, they uphold the ideals that bind us as a society.

"But the Veyrith *blood*... that's a myth. They were a clan of Alphas so powerful the other packs hunted them to extinction centuries ago. Or so we thought." "And you think I'm one of them?" I laughed dryly. "I'm an omega, Kael. I was born with nothing. My mother died giving birth to me in a clinic, not a palace." "Omegas are often dormant Alphas," Kael said. "Suppressed by trauma or environment. If you have that blood..." "Then what?" "Then you're dangerous," Kael said. "And Darius knows it. That's why he's terrified." The heavy oak doors of the dining hall banged open, startling me.

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

What's worse, I didn't even notice that the teacher had already walked in. "Mr. Makino, is there a problem?" I nodded and all the students burst into laughter making me feel all the more worse about myself, I made Daichi mad, I'm being laughed at and goddamned Kuroda Tadashi is getting on my fucking nerves. I felt my emotions well up, on the brink of bursting and I sniffled. "Are you crying?" Ryoko giggled. "I guess you can expect something like that from a male omega." "Yeah, they're basically girls with dicks and no boobs." One of the male students agreed with her.