Omegaverse Nest Novels & Stories

He could feel the hot sticky liquid seeping out of his hole. Zen was able to get word out of his mouth. "S-Sir, please pull out.." Sevastian didn't listen as continues to fuck him. Oh God, when will this alpha in rut end? He thought that one round was enough to subside his rut. But it turns out he underestimated the lust of a supreme level alpha. "Zen... even though you're merely an alpha, inside definitely feels like of an omega's." "Don't worry, I'll turn you into one soon." Zen closes his eyes as Mr. Claude trusts faster. What is with alphas and their obsession with mating with omegas.

I might be one lucky girl to bed him, other than the fact that it isn't my choice. That's kinda a downfall. Geez, where are my manners! I'm Nicole Valentine. I was born in Dripping Fang pack, 2nd most powerful in the world. I was born of two brilliant people. Courtney and Terrence Valentine. Though I never met my father, my mother would always tell me his story. My father was one of the best trackers in the pack. He was beloved by all. After he passed no one looked at us the same. They saw us as worthless without him. That is how we became omegas. On the rare chance of someone having sympathy for my mother and me, someone else would tell us off quickly. I've become numb to the constant hate

Irene “Happy birthday,” I whisper to myself as I smooth down the hem of my faded dress. Eighteen. Today is the day the Moon Goddess reveals my mate. The day Omegas like me finally get a chance to belong. My heart hammers as I step into the great hall. Alphas and Betas tower over me, their laughter loud, their arrogance filling the air like smoke. Omegas linger along the edges, silent shadows. That’s where I usually belong—unseen, unwanted. But today is different.

**Chapter 95 – Heart of the Void **March 22, 2031 – Final Nest, Antarctic Convergence** The last nest is buried under miles of Antarctic ice—a frozen fortress hiding the swarm’s true heart. A black cathedral of carapace and void, pulsing beneath the polar cap, feeding on the planet’s core ley lines like a parasite sucking marrow from bone. One massive spire rises through cracked ice—taller than Everest, wide as a city, tendrils spreading global, corrupting oceans and skies with black veins visible even from orbit.

Several different blankets and pillows that Xavier and I have used along with shirts and sweatpants that we both worn. I've never seen a nest, I've only heard of them. An Omega's nest isn't something that any one gets to see except for the mate. Once an Omega makes their nest no one's usually allowed in the room. Not only does the dominant mate not like the idea of anyone being around their mate when they're that close to heat but the Omega doesn't like other people near his nest or in their room. Supposedly it taints the scent, they only want to smell their mate and no one else.

At the Nest, a giant stone castle built atop a volcano, the three dragons landed. Switching to their bipedal forms Gaz took Lillah down into the steam rooms where the heat would sooth her and help sweat the toxins from her body while Alpha King Keegan and Gamma Darc went to check on the three previously acquired Omegas. Once Lillah was warming in the steam she began to stir.

She asked with suspicion lingering in her eyes. “I… I think our Alpha mentioned it.” I lied, rattling out. “He didn’t.” She shook her head. “Well, he just did. Let’s go prepare.” I scurried away from her before she bantered me with questions. I had to be careful of the way I predicted things. The Omegas were the lowest-ranking servants in the pack and we were the ones in charge of organizing the field for Steven’s welcome banquet. I returned to the venue to take a final look at it before the event time, the canopies were in the right place including the chairs, tables, and food sets.

Taking my suit off to not ruin it, I pull my sleeves up, I have to open the doors on the side that have a small stairway that will get me to the secrete cages but I’m a wide frame of muscles getting stuck is an actual possibility. “We need to get them to the second cages that are hidden by following the stairs to the basement, I say we cause I’m to muscular to take them on my shoulders to their separate cages, you need to help me or we will have to get an omega to help.” Vanessa moved to pick her mom up, “I’ll help, take her head, I’ll follow you,” she smiled as I took her moment head. Locking the neck lock on her mothers metal collar I walk out to lock the bars of the cage her parents are o

"It didn't work." With a slight frown on his eyebrows, Draven observed his sex slave. As he'd promised, he'd commanded her wolf to come forth—a ritual he had performed a thousand times. Things had gone smoothly at first, but then he'd met an obstacle, almost like a roadblock preventing him from digging deeper. And then the most unusual thing had happened. Her wolf had resisted him, something that had never been done in all his centuries of ruling as Lycan. That went against every principle that guided the ways of the werewolf kind, and the magic of the moon goddess herself. How had a common omega done it?

“Anna—” “No more half-truths,” I cut in, my voice shaking. “No more avoiding the question. I deserve to know what’s happening to me.” He sighed, his expression unreadable. “You do.” I swallowed hard. “Then tell me. What is an omega?” Nolan hesitated, as if weighing his words carefully. “Omegas are rare,” he finally said. “They’re… different from others. More instinct-driven. More attuned.” I frowned. “Attuned to what?”